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Well they call me William the Pleaser I sold opium fireworks and lead Now Im telling my troubles to strangers When the shadows get long Ill be dead Now her hair was as black as a bucket of tar Her skin as white as a cuttlefish bone I left Texas to follow Lucinda Nnw Ill never see heaven or home I made a wish on a sliver of moonlight A sly grin and a bowl full of stars Like a kid who captures a firefly And leaves it only to die in the jar As I kick at the clouds at my hanging As I swing out over the crowd I will search every face for Lucindas And she will go off with me down to hell I thought Id broke loose of Lucinda The rain returned and so did the wind I cast this burden on the god that is within me And Ill leave this old world and go free The devil dances inside empty pockets But she never wanted money or pearls No that wasnt enough for Lucinda She wasnt that kind of girl Now Ive fallen from grace for Lucinda Whoever thought that hell hed so low I did well for an old tin can sailor But she wanted the bell in my soul Ive spoken the god on the mountain Ive swam in the Irish sea I ate fire and drank from the Ganges Ill beg there for mercy for me I thought Id broke loose from Lucinda The rain returned and so did the wind I was standing outside the Whitehorse Oh but I was afraid to go in I heard someone pull the trigger Her breasts heaved in the moonlight again There was a smear of gold in the window And then I was the jewel of her sin They call me William the Pleaser I sold opium fireworks and lead Now Im telling my troubles to strangers When the shadows get long Ill be dead Her hair was a black as a bucket of tar Skin as white as a cuttlefish bone I left Texas to follow Lucinda I know Ill never see heaven or home Aint goin down Aint goin down Momma to the well Momma to the well Momma to the well Momma to the well No more Aint goin down Momma to the well Momma to the well Momma to the well Momma to the well No more Im a true believer Im a true believer Believer Aint goin down Aint goin down Momma to the well Momma to the well Momma to the well Momma to the well No more Aint goin down If I ever get able If I ever get able Able To pay this debt I owe Aint goin down I aint goin down Momma to the well Momma to the well Momma to the well No more Aint goin down Momma to the well Momma to the well Momma to the well No more Aint goin down

When the hawks in the kitchen and the sirens in bloom And the losers have been swept from the gin mills Hello sucker, Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year 34th Street good tidings to you And will you meet me in Paradise Alley tonight Well leave town in a bottle of whiskey And come on, you old scarecrow, and be a wheel, not a lamppost Just put a saddle on a wishbone, and youre halfway there You know, the heroes will wait where their dreams used to be Go on and ask the hooligans as they sweep down the midway Im going waltzing tonight with the Statue of Liberty And come on, you old lazy-bones, lets get out of this place Will you meet me in Paradise Alley tonight Well leave town in a bottle of whiskey And come on, you old scarecrow, and be a wheel, not a lamppost Just put a saddle on a wishbone, and youre halfway there Now theres a counterfeit moon, and Im seeing right through it Cause the dawn spent it all in one place And well rise to the top of the morning tonight You can ride on my shoulders, and Ill show you the way If you meet me in Paradise Alley tonight Well leave town in a bottle of whiskey So come on, you old scarecrow, and be a wheel, not a lamppost Just put a saddle on a wishbone, and youre halfway there

Old boyfriends Lost in the pocket of your overcoat Like burned out light bulbs on a Ferris Wheel Old boyfriends You remember the kinds of cars they drove Parking in an orange grove He fell in love, you see With someone that I used to be Though I very seldom think of him Nevertheless sometimes a mannequins Blue summer dress can make the window like a dream Ah, but now those dreams belong to someone else Now they talk in their sleep In a drawer where I keep all my Old boyfriends Remember when you were burning for them Why do you keep turning them into Old boyfriends They look you up when theyre in town To see if they can still burn you down He fell in love, you see With someone that I used to be Though I very seldom think of him Nevertheless sometimes a mannequins Blue summer dress can make the window like a dream Ah, but now those dreams belong to someone else Now they talk in their sleep In a drawer where I keep all my Old boyfriends Turn up every time it rains Fall out of the pages in a magazine Old boyfriends Girls fill up the bars every spring Not places for remembering Old boyfriends All my old boyfriends Old boyfriends

Danny says we gotta go Gotta go to Idaho But we cant go surfing Cause its 20 below Sound check is at 5:02 Record stores and interviews I cant wait to be with you tomorrow Baby oh ho oh ho We got nowhere to go And it may sound funny But its true Hanging out in 100 b Watching Get Smart on TV Thinking about you and me and you and me Hanging out in L.A. and theres nowhere to go It aint Christmas if there aint no snow Listening to Sheena on the radio Oh ho oh ho Sound check is at 5:02 Record stores and interviews And I cant wait to be with you tomorrow

Well my time has come quickly I go lickety-splitly down to my old 55 As I pulled away slowly I was feeling so holy God knows, I was feeling alive Now the suns coming up Im riding with Lady Luck Freeways, cars and trucks Stars beginning to fade And I lead the parade Just a-wishing Id stayed a little longer Oh, Lord, let me tell you that the feelings getting stronger And its six in the morning Gave me no warning I had to be on my way Well theres trucks all a-passing And the lights all are flashing Im on my way home from the place Well the suns coming up Im riding with Lady Luck Freeways, cars and trucks Stars beginning to fade And I lead the parade Just a-wishing Id stayed a little longer Oh, Lord, let me tell you that the feelings getting stronger Well my time has come quickly I go lickety-splitly Down to my old 55 As I pulled away slowly I was feeling so holy God knows, I was feeling alive Now the suns coming up Im riding with Lady Luck Freeways, cars and trucks Freeways, cars and trucks Freeways, cars and trucks ...

Wasted and wounded And it aint what the moon did I got what I paid for now See you tomorrow Hey Frank, can I borrow A couple of bucks from you to go Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda Youll go waltzing Matilda with me Im an innocent victim Of a blinded alley And Im tired of all these soldiers here No one speaks English And everything is broken And my strength is soaking away to go Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda Youll go waltzing Matilda with me Now the dogs they are barking And the taxi cabs parking A lot they can do for me I begged you to stab me You tore my shirt open And Im down on my knees tonight Old bushills I staggered You buried the dagger Your silhouette window light, to go Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda Youll go waltzing Matilda with me Now Ive lost my St. Christopher Now that I kissed her And the one-armed bandit knows And the maverick Chinaman With the cold-blooded smile And the girls down by the striptease shows go Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda Youll go waltzing Matilda with me No, I dont want your sympathy Fugitives say That the streets aint for dreaming now Manslaughter dragnet And the ghost that sells memories Want a piece of the action anyhow, go Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda Youll go waltzing Matilda with me And you can ask any sailor And the keys from the jailor And the old men in wheelchairs know That Matildas the defendant She killed about a hundred And she follows wherever you go Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda Youll go waltzing Matilda with me And its a battered old suitcase In a hotel someplace And a wound that would never heal No prima donnas, the perfume is on An old shirt that is stained with blood and whiskey And goodnight to the street-sweepers The night watchmen, flame-keepers And goodnight, Matilda, too Goodnight Matilda, too

I dont care if she never comes back Sing: Candy Apple Red And Ill never fall in love again And thats for sure Sing: Candy Apple Red Im gonna drink just like a son of a bitch Sing: Candy Apple Red And drive my car into a drainage ditch Singing: Candy Apple Red

This blinding kiss breathes helium into my heart And erases the embraces of all other lovers With this kiss Your ruby lips speak for themselves, they tell nothing but lies I dissolve into the wax of a flickering candle With this kiss This isnt real, in Chinatown everythings cheap Im shipwrecked on the coast of your shoulders And this kiss And this kiss And this kiss And this kiss And this kiss And this kiss This kiss With this kiss

My daddy told me, lookin back The best friend youll have is a railroad track So when I was 13 said, Im rollin my own And Im leavin Missouri and Im never comin home And Im lost And Im lost Im lost at the bottom of the world Im handcuffed to the bishop and the barbershop liar Im lost at the bottom of the world Satchel Puddin and Lord God Mose Sitting by the fire with a busted nose That fresh egg yeller is too damn rare But the white part is perfect for slickin down your hair And Im lost And Im lost Im lost at the bottom of the world Im handcuffed to the bishop and the barbershop liar Im lost at the bottom of the world Blackjack Ruby and Nimrod Cain The moons the color of a coffee stain Jesse Frank and Birdy Joe Hoaks But who is the king of all these folks? And Im lost And Im lost Im lost at the bottom of the world Im handcuffed to the bishop and the barbershop liar Im lost at the bottom of the world Well I dined last night with Scarface Ron On Telapia fish cakes and fried black swan Razorweed onion and peacock squirrel And I dreamed all night about a beautiful girl And Im lost And Im lost Im lost at the bottom of the world Im handcuffed to the bishop and the barbershop liar Im lost at the bottom of the world Well Gods green hair is where I slept last He balanced a diamond on a blade of grass Now I woke me up with a cardinal bird And when I wanna talk He hangs on every word And Im lost And Im lost Im lost at the bottom of the world Im handcuffed to the bishop and the barbershop liar Im lost at the bottom of the world

Outside another yellow moon Punched a hole in the nighttime, yeah I climb through the window and down to the street Im shining like a new dime The downtown trains are full With all those Brooklyn girls They try so hard to break out of their little worlds You wave your hand and they scatter like crows They have nothing thatll ever capture your heart Theyre just thorns without the rose Ooh, be careful of em in the dark Oh if I was the one You chose to be your only one Cant you hear me now Cant you hear me now Will I see you tonight Ooh, on a downtown train Every night its just the same You leave me lonely, now I know your window; I know its late I know your stairs and your doorway I walk down your street and past your gate I stand by the light at the four way You watch them as they fall And they all catch heart attacks They stay at the carnival, Baby But theyll never win you back Will I see you tonight Baby, on a downtown train Every night, every night, is just the same You leave me lonely, now Will I see you tonight Ooh, on a downtown train All my dreams just fall like rain All upon a downtown train Outside another yellow moon Punched a hole in the nighttime, yeah I climb through the window and down to the street Im shining like a new dime The downtown trains are full With all those Brooklyn girls Cant you hear me now Cant you hear me now Will I see you tonight Baby, on a downtown train Every night, every night, its just the same You leave me lonely, now Will I see you tonight On a downtown train All my dreams just fall like rain All upon a downtown train Ooo-oo-ooooh-ooh Ooo-wo-ooooh

Its the Herbet Hardesty clapping You know... I remember..it rained all day, the day that Elvis Presley died And only a legend can make it do that And you know..I remember when my baby said we were through and she was gonna walk out one me It was Evils Presley that talked her out of it And.. he gave me my first leather jacket and taught me how to comb my hair just right in a sss station bathroom It was Elvis that gave you a rubber on prom night.. and told you that you looked really sharp And you know..I think he maybe just got a little tired of repairing all the broken hearts in the world And now I think maybe I understand The way mechanics cars never start And one night watchmen are always sleeping on the john The way shoeshine boys are always wearing out scuffed up shoes A legend never dies.. just teaches he everything he knows Gives you courage to ask around And I know.. this small little town where dreams are still alive And theres a hero on every corner And theyre all on their way to a place called Burma Shave.. Scrawled across the shoulders of this dying town see.. And every night he takes the one eyes jacks, a one eyed jacks is like... You got one headlight burned out in your car.. called one-eyed jack You could see him from across the railroad tracks With a scar on his belly, there came this stranger passing through He was a juvenile delinquent.. and he never learned how to behave But the cops would never think to look you in on the way to Burma Shave And the road was like a ribbon man And the moon was like a bone And he didnt seem to be like any guy shed ever known He kinda looked like Farley Granger with his hair slicked back.. And she said Honey Ive alway been a sucker for a fella that wears a cowboy hat And just how far do you think you might be going Mister He said baby that all depends on.. what you mean Cause Im only stoping here tonight Cause I got to get myself some gasoline And I guess going thataway least while as long as its paved And I guess youd say im on my way to Burma shave And he said, uh, thats cool Why dont you put your knees up on the glove compartment Well she took out her barrettes and man.. her hair spilled out like rootbeer She popped her gum and she arched her back She said man.. this old town dont amount to nothing Its just a a wide spot in the road Some night my heart pounds just like thunder I dont know why it dont explode That everybody in this stinking town has got one foot in the grave And Im gonna take my chances with you tonight.. On the way to Burma Shave He said..OK.. how old are you...uh thats a problem.. Oh where did you go to school babe? On yeah? I went to Sweetwater I dropped out.. you know how it is.. You know a guy called Eddy Alvarez, well Presleys what they call me Why dont you change the stations baby And count the grain elevators, watch em go by in the rearview mirror And anywhere you point this thing Its gonna beat the hell out of the sting Cause every night I go to bed with all my dreams, I lie down And they die right here, every morning So come one Presley and drill me a hole.. with a barber pole Cause Im jumping my parole just like a fugitive tonight Lets have another swig of that sweet black velvet..that sweet black velvet Lets pass that car are you brave enough? And we can get there just before the sun comes up You and me, all the way to Burma shave Cause Im going crazy in this town My old man give me nothing but shit I dont know.. I dont care what they say Lets get out of town tonight Trumpet Solo/Dying Elephant I was talking to.. my brother in law He said there was a wreck out on the highway.. They saw the smoke from the tires, and the twisted machine Oh and all you got is just a knickels worth of dreams And theyve been swindled from you on the way to a place called Burma Shave You let the sun hit the derrick cast a bat wing shadow Its up against a car door, on the shotgun side Do you know something baby? I swear to God.. when they pulled you from the wreck You still had on your shades And dreams are growing wild every night JUst this side of Burma Shave Theres another young girl by the side of the road tonight With the thumb up! Just a few trucks go by Fish jumpin Fish jumpin The..the cotton is high Your daddy rich Your daddy rich And your mama... your mama good-lookin So hush..little baby Dont Dont Dont you cry

Once i built a railroad, i made it run I made it run against time Once i built a railroad, and now its done Buddy, can you spare a dime? Once i built a tower way up to the sun Of bricks and morter and lime Once i built a tower, and now its done Buddy can you spare a dime? Once in khaki suits, gee we looked swell Full of that yankee-doodlee-dum A half-a-million boots went sloggin through hell And i was the kid with the drum Say dont you remember, you called me al It was al all the time Say dont you remember, i was your pal Buddy, can you spare a dime? Once i built a railroad, i made it run I made it run against time Once i built a railroad, and now its done Buddy, can you spare a dime?

I got the style but not the grace I got the clothes but not the face I got the bread but not the butter I got the window but not the shutter But Im big In Japan Im big in Japan Hey, but Im big in Japan Im big in Japan I got the house but not the deed I got the horn but not the reed I got the cards but not the luck I got the wheel but not the truck But hey, Im big in Japan Im big in Japan But hey, Im big in Japan Im big in Japan I got the moon, I got the cheese I got the whole damn nation on their knees I got the rooster, I got the crow I got the ebb, I got the flow I got the powder but not the gun I got the dog but not the bun I got the clouds but not the sky I got the stripes but not the tie But hey, Im big in Japan Im big in Japan Im big in Japan Im big in Japan Im big in Japan Hey-ho, they love the way I do it Hey-ho, theres really nothing to it I got the moon, I got the cheese I got the whole damn nation on their knees I got the rooster, I got the crow I got the ebb, I got the flow I got the sizzle but not the steak I got the boat but not the lake I got the sheets but not the bed I got the jam but not the bread But hey, Im big in Japan Im big in Japan Im big in Japan Hey! Im big in Japan Im big in Japan Im big in Japan

Im not your fool Im not your fool Im not your fool Not anymore There was times when you were good to me Now you can go, go, go Never come back no more Its all over Its all over Im not your fool Not anymore Im not your fool Not anymore I tried, you know I tried I tried so hard I tried so hard I tried so hard to satisfy you I came runnin at your every beck and call And there were times you wouldnt even call at all Its all over Its all over Im not your fool Not anymore No, not anymore No I dont need you I dont need you I dont need you Not anymore I used to lie awake at night Cryin the whole night through But now Ive found somebody new To take the place of you Its all over Its all over Im not your fool Im not your fool Im not your fool Not anymore Im not your fool Im not your fool Im not your fool Not anymore Not anymore Not anymore Im not your fool

Well Im sittin right here in my rockin chair Running my fingers right through my hair Fire is flicken with a yellow and gold Makin me quiver in the snowy cold I got a lazy old woman Screaming bout my money Man she took every cent And she didnt leave me any Times were never this good Gotta fly for food Got no woman to spend my money Well she blew and took all my money So Im sittin right here in my rockin chair Running my fingers right through my hair Spider caught the fly in his web Do believe it he may be dead Times were never this good Gotta fly for food Got no woman to spend my money Well she blew and took all my money So Im sittin and Im sittin And Im sittin right here in my rockin chair Watchin my old dog loosing his hair

Well lets see We had the eh Fairlane Then the u-joints went out on that And the bushings And then your mother wanted To trade it in on the Toronado So we got the Toronado God I hated the color of that son of a bitch The dog destroyed the upholstery on the Ford Boy that was long before you were born We called it the yellowbird Two-door three on the tree Tight little mother Threw a rod Sold it to Jacobs for a hundred dollars Now the special eh, four-holer Youve never seen body panels line up like that Overhead cam, dual exhaust You know I had Lets see I had Four Buicks, loved em all Now your Uncle Emmet Well he drives a Thunderbird It used to belong to your Aunt Evelyn Well she ruined it Drove it to Indiana With no gear oil That was the end of that Sold that Cadillac to your mom Your mom loved that Caddy Independent rear suspension Landau top Good tires Gas hog I swear it had the power to repair itself I loved the Olds Dan Steele used to give em to me at a discount Showroom models and that And then there was the Pontiac and God, I loved that Pontiac Well, it was kind of an oxblood god But it kinda handled so beautifully Yeah, I miss that car Well, that was a long time ago A long time ago

We put up our tent on a dark Green knoll, outside of town by The train tracks and a seagull dump Topping the bill was Horse Face Ethel And her Marvellous Pigs In Satin We pounded our stakes in the ground All powder brown And the branches spread like scary Fingers reaching We were in a pasture outside Kankakee And One Eyed Myra, the queen of The galley who trained the Ostrich and the camels She looked at me squinty with her One good eye in a Roy Orbison T-shirt as she bottle fed An orangutan named Tripod And then there was Yodeling Elaine the Queen of the air who wore a Dollar sign medallion and she Had a tiny bubble of spittle Around her nostril and a Little rusty tear, for she had Lassoed and lost another Tipsy sailor And over in The burnt yellow tent By the frozen tractor, the Music was like electric sugar And Zuzu Bolin played Stavin Chain and Mighty Tiny on the saw and he Threw his head back with a Mouth full of gold teeth And they played Lopsided heart And Moon over Dog Street And by the time they played Moanin Low I was soakin wet and wild eyed And Doctor Bliss slipped me a Preparation and I fell asleep with Livery Stable Blues in my ear And me and Molley Hoey drank Pruno and Koolaid and she had a Tattoo gun made out of a cassette Motor and a guitar string and She soaked a hanky in 3 Roses And rubbed it on the spot And drew a rickety heart and A bent arrow and it hurt like hell And Funeral Wells spun Poodle Murphy on the target As he threw his hardware Only once in Sheboygan did he miss At a matinee on Diamond Pier and Shed never let him forget it They were doing two shows and she Had a high fever and he took Off a piece of her ear and Tip Little told her she should Leave the bum But Poodle said, He fetched me Last time I run. But Id like to hammer this ring into a bullet And I wish I had some whiskey and a gun My dear And I wish I had some whiskey and a gun My dear

She sends me blue valentines All the way from philadelphia To mark the anniversary Of someone that I used to be And it feels just like theres A warrant out for my arrest Got me checkin in my rearview mirror And Im always on the run Thats why I changed my name And I didnt think youd ever find me here To send me blue valentines Like half forgotten dreams Like a pebble in my shoe As I walk these streets And the ghost of your memory Is the thistle in the kiss And the burgler that can break a roses neck Its the tatooed broken promise That I hide beneath my sleeve And I see you every time I turn my back She sends me blue valentines Though I try to remain at large Theyre insisting that our love Must have a eulogy Why do I save all of this madness In the nightstand drawer There to haunt upon my shoulders Baby I know Id be luckier to walk around everywhere I go With a blind and broken heart That sleeps beneath my lapel She sends me my blue valentines To remind me of my cardinal sin I can never wash the guilt Or get these bloodstains off my handa And it takes a lot of whiskey To take this nightmares go away And I cut my bleedin heart out every nite And I die a little more on each st. Valentines day Remember that I promised I would Write you... These blue valentines Blue valentines Blue valentines

I never saw the mornin til I stayed up all night I never saw the sunshine til you turned out the light I never saw my hometown until I stayed away too long I never heard the melody until I needed the song Til I needed the song I never saw the white line til I was leavin you behind I never knew I needed you until I was caught up in a bind I never spoke I love you til I cursed you in vain I never felt my heart strings until I nearly went insane Til I nearly went insane I love you I love you Sometimes Its just so hard to say I never saw the east coast until I moved to the west I never saw the moonlight until it shone off of your breast I never saw your heart until he tried to steal it away I never saw your tears until they rolled down your face Til the rolled down your face

When you walk through the garden You got to watch your back Well, I beg your pardon Walk the straight and narrow track If you walk with Jesus Hes gonna save your soul You got to keep a devil Way down in a hole Hes got the fire and the fury At his command Well you dont have to worry If you hold on to Jesus hand And well all be safe from Satan When the thunder rolls Just got to help me keep the devil Way down in the hole All the angels sing About Jesus mighty sword And theyll shield you with their wings And keep you close to the Lord Dont pay heed to temptation For his hands are so cold You gotta help me keep a devil Way down in the hole Way down in the hole Way down in the hole Way down in the hole Way down in the hole

She was only a waitress in a highway café Poured coffee from dusk until dawn But shes heart-broken 24 hours a day For she longed for her trucker whod gone Will you make it a corned beef on rye Hed sing with a gleam in her eye Oh, the headlights were burning And the big wheels were turning Her sweetheart would come by and by Hed park his great semi off Route 64 Shed blush with a sweet little sigh For at half past eleven, hed walk in the door And order a corned beef on rye Will you make it a corned beef on rye Hed sing with a gleam in her eye The jukebox was blarin His soft eyes were starin And the corned beef would come by and by All the drivers remember that night, so they say Shed said her farewells to them all But when the hands on the clock reached a quarter past twelve Her suitcase still stood in the hall And the hours passed by even as the trucks passed by out on the highway And then two grim Highway Patrolmen came into the place They shook the rain from their hats And as the poor girl brought them their coffee These were the words that they said Hey, Curly, did you see that old diesel flattened out Like your damned nose up by the predicament tonight? Well, he jack-knifed that son of a bitch slicker than owl shit! Ill have a chilli dog over here, baby Hell, you dont suppose that he had a little ol hog way down the line somewhere, do you? Hey now, Curly, dont you know that them damn truckers They got to take up a little filly at every café from here to Las Cruces! Now there is a small truck-stop on Route 64 If you happen to be passin by Theres a trucker that never stops in anymore Theres a waitress who wished she knew why Oh, make it a corned beef on rye She sings with a tear in her eye And as her dark eyes are glistening Theres someone whos listening In that highway café in the sky Oh, well make you the corned beef on rye She sings with a tear in her eye And as her dark eyes are glistening Theres someone whos listening In that highway café in the sky

Hes an ol altar boy Lying out there in the street Hes an ol alter boy Bound up in leather and chains Thats why Im feeling so blue Im an old altar boy What about you? Now, I can order in Latin Make em au gratin, Joe Im an old altar boy Thats why Im so depressed I never got the rest of the dream Just the ritual Now Im habitual Majoring in crimes that are unspeakable Cause Im an old altar boy Thats what happened to me Im an old altar boy Hes hoping he can meet a woman dressed like a nun He knows theres got to be some around here Drinking across from the church A little Father Cribari wine On a Sunday morn time Im an old altar boy Why is he winking at this time in his life? He never took a wife, cause hes an old altar boy Oh, yeah... What about you?

Well, I got a bad liver and a broken heart Yeah, I drunk me a river since you tore me apart And I dont have a drinking problem, cept when I cant get a drink I wish youd a-known her, we were quite a pair She was sharp as a razor and soft as a prayer So welcome to the continuing saga She was my better half and I was just a dog And so here am I slumped, Ive been chipped and Ive been chumped on my stool So buy this fool some spirits and libations Its these railroad station bars And all these conductors and the porters And Im all out of quarters And this epitaph is the aftermath Yeah, I choose my path, hey, come on, Kath Hes a lawyer, he aint the one for ya No, the moon aint romantic, its intimidating as hell And some guys trying to sell me a watch So Ill meet you at the bottom of a bottle of bargain scotch I got me a bottle and a dream, its so maudlin it seems You can name your poison, go on ahead and make some noise I aint sentimental This aint a purchase, its a rental and its purgatory And hey, whats your story? Well I dont even care Cause I got my own double cross to bear Well, Ill see your Red Label and Ill raise you one more And you can pour me a cab, I just cant drink no more Cause it dont douse the flames that are started by dames It aint like asbestos It dont do nothing but rest us assured And substantiate the rumors that youve heard

They hung a sign up in our town If you live it up, youll never live it down So she left Monte Rio, son Just like a bullet leaves a gun With her charcoal eyes and her Monroe hips She went and took that California trip Oh, the moon was gold and her hair like wind Said, Dont look back, just come on, Jim Oh, you gotta hold on, hold on You gotta hold on Take my hand, Im standing right here You gotta hold on Well, he gave her that dime store watch And a ring made from a spoon Everyones looking for someone to blame But when you share my bed, you share my namе Well, go ahead and call the cops You dont meet nicе girls in coffee shops She said, Baby, I still love you But sometimes theres nothin left to do Oh, but you gotta hold on, hold on Babe, you gotta hold on Take my hand, Im standing right here You gotta hold on Well, God bless your crooked little heart St. Louis got the best of me I miss your broken china voice Oh, how I wish you were still here with me Oh, you build it up, you wreck it down Then you burn your mansion to the ground Oh, theres nothing left to keep you here But when youre falling behind in this big blue world Oh, youve gotta hold on, hold on Babe, you gotta hold on Take my hand, Im standing right here You gotta hold on Down by the Riverside Motel Its ten below and falling By a ninety-nine cent store She closed her eyes and started swaying But its so hard to dance that way When its cold and theres no music Oh, your old hometown is so far away But inside your head, theres a record playing A song called Hold On, hold on Babe, you gotta hold on Take my hand, Im standing right there You gotta hold on Hold on, hold on Yeah, you gotta hold on I wont leave you here, take my hand You gotta hold on

I can clearly see nothing is clear I keep falling apart every year Lets take a hammer to it Theres no glamour in it Is there any way out of this dream Im as blue as I can possibly be Is there someone else out there for me Summer is dragging its feet I feel so incomplete Is there any way out of this dream Summer is dragging its feet I feel so incomplete Is there any way out of this dream

When I was a boy The moon was a pearl The sun a yellow gold But when I was a man The wind blew cold The hills were upside down But now that I have gone from here Theres no place Id rather be Than to float my chances on the tide Back in the good old world On Octobers last Ill fly back home Rolling down winding way And all Ive gots a pocket full Of flowers on my grave But now summer is gone I remember it best Back in the good old world I remember when She held my hand And we walked home alone in the rain How pretty her mouth, how soft her hair Nothing can be the same And theres a rose upon her breast Where I long to lay my head And her hair was so yellow And the wine was so red Back in the good old world

My head is spinning round My heart is in my shoes I went and set the Thames on fire And now I must come back down Shes laughing in her sleeves boys I can feel it in my bones Anywhere I lay my head, Im gonna call my home It seems like the world is upside down It seemed my pockets were filled with gold Now the clouds have covered oer And the wind is blowing cold I dont need anybody Because I learned to be alone Anywhere I lay my head, Im gonna call my home

Mr. Henry staggers home when the evenings done 
Hes as poor as a church mouse, high on the Meyers rum
 Tuggin at his shirttail, jinglin his church key
 Chewin on a toothpick, on another binge
 Tramplin the rosebush, whistlin to himself
 Now dont wake up the neighbors, spittin on the hinge Rattlin the milk bottles and trippin on a skate 
Hidin from the newsboy
before its too late The screen doors open, dont make no noise in the kitchen
 Got no excuse for a cold gray wife that starts bitchin 
That the no good bum is at it again
 After shes given him all the best years of her life
 Hell tell her he was celebrating Savages divorce 
Played a hunch out at Yonkers, you can never trust a horse 
And thrown in jail, and swore hed never do these things again
 Hes got an alibi,
but never tells her
where hes been Henry! 
Henry!

The smoke from the battle fish And the rain soaked through And the wheelman left the shore And barns tumbled and silos flew Across fifteen miles of bad road tar And Big Bull Trometer hung on to the side And the pig dogs trembled on Spideys wild ride And Big John Jizzum from downtown Chisolm Flew away with old Mrs. Storm And they found Bird Lundy neath a keg of nails Crooked as a dogs hind leg Keeping warm after twenty-nine days On hard assed bread He drilled to the big outside And clung like a tick to his waterfront Life mooned and clouded blued and skied And all the clocks blew up on Spideys wild ride And the hills stood up in a great big three And left me whipped by the forces that were inside me Loud as the ocean cold as a desk Red as the water on the river of flesh And he was sewing up his pants while he was shoeing a mule And he was bucking a head wind gale But the crooked ass beauty was trapped to the side And he shook on Spideys wild ride And all the statue ass makers and the uprooted trees And I shouted way up to where the rabbit digs his hole And the wheelman the jockeys the landlords and thee Were bucking a head wind south And with nine lives spent he landed on his rent Composed with a steelhead salmon in his mouth And I never did see another day outside Cause Id had enough travel on Spideys wild ride

In the evening he stumbles home with his tie undone And as the moon sweeps 7th Avenue as usual You lie awake at night You remember when Now that Annies back in town Well I know why youre drinking I know your alibi Dont make up excuses For those are tears in your eyes And youre falling back in love again Now that Annies back in town And it came down through the grapevine It put your business on the street I hear youve been hanging out til dawn In some lunch room somewhere Well you thought youve gotten over her But that was till you found That Annies back in town And all the corner boys are trouble-makers And the sailors are all fools You know it seems like some things round here I guess theyll never change Oh but its always good for business Guess well be seeing you around Now that Annies back in town

Well, when you aint got nobody, anybody looks nice Dont take much to make you stop and look twice And its either feast or famine, Ive found out that its true And Im hungry as a bull dog, baby, how about you? And when you aint got no big mama, all the mamas look hot And when lovin is your weakness, youre just bound to get caught And the story never changes, history tells it so plain And Ill be your Dick, honey, if youll just be my Jane And when you aint got nobody, anybody looks nice It dont take much to make you stop and look twice And its either feast or famine, Ive found out that its true And Im hungry as a bull dog, baby, how about you? Baby, how about you? How about you?

Well the moon is broken And the sky is cracked Come on up to the house The only thing that you can see Is all that you lack So come on up to the house And all your crying dont do no good Come on up to the house Come down off the cross We can use the wood Come on up to the house Come on up to the house Well, come on up to the house This world is not my home Im just passing through So come on up to the house Theres no light in the tunnel No irons in the fire Come on up to the house And your singing lead soprano In a junk-mans choir You gotta come on up to the house Does life seem nasty, brutish and short Come on up to the house The seas are stormy And you cant find no port Just come on up to the house There aint nothing in the world That you can do Come on up to the house You been whipped by the forces That are inside you So just come on up to the house Well youre high on top Of your mountain of woe Come on up to the house Well you know you should surrender But you just cant let go You gotta come on up to the house Come on up to the house Come on up to the house

Hey Charlie Im pregnant and living on 9th Street Right above a dirty bookstore off Euclid Avenue And I stopped takin dope and I quit drinkin whiskey And my old man plays the trombone and works out at the track He says that he loves me even though its not his baby He says that hell raise him up like he would his own son And he gave me a ring that was worn by his mother And he takes me out dancin every Saturday night Charlie I think about you when I pass the fillin station On account of all the grease you used to wear in your hair And I still have that record of Little Anthony and the Imperials But someone stole my record player, how do you like that? Charlie I almost went crazy when Mario got busted Went back to Omaha to live with my folks And everyone I used to know was either dead or in prison Came back to Minneapolis, this time I think Im gonna stay Charlie I think Im happy, first time since my accident I wish I had all that money we used to spend on dope Id buy me a used car lot and I wouldnt sell anything Drive me a different car every day dependin on how I feel Hey Charlie for chrissakes if you want to know the truth of it I dont have me a husband and he dont play the trombone Gotta borrow money to pay this lawyer and Charlie hey Ill be eligible for parole come Valentines Day

The blood upon the bridal wreath The bridal wreath, the bridal wreath The devil shows his shiny teeth His shiny teeth, his shiny teeth Oh, shiny teeth Now take a seat there by the door Hell leave you on the killing floor Hes gone and set the clouds on fire Theyre burning there forever more The wind has blown the clouds away The clouds away, the clouds away It soon will be our wedding day Our wedding day, our wedding day The sun will shine The sun will shine, the birds will sing Ill give my love a wedding ring The briar and the rose shall be Entwined, my love, forever more The sun will shine, the birds will sing Ill give my love a wedding ring The briar and the rose shall be Entwined, my love, forever more Oh, knock on the hickory of a peg-leg man A peg-leg man, a peg-leg man Ill wait beneath a blood-red moon A blood-red moon, a blood-red moon Neath a blood-red moon Id rather die than part from you I have a lovely wish for you Ill wait here by the shady bush Youll be mine forever more

I might catch some perch...yeah... Ah...keep it rollin here... Take you on a lurch On a little date to church Take you and her On a, a little date to church La,la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la Gimme one more La, la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la Take your honor fast Im going to a little bit mass Come along, it cant hurt Were on a, a little date to church Cmon sing! La, la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la One more La, la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la Let me tell you now... Old Satans looking out for you Hell get you by the nights through Oh, we havent much time alive Take me down the hall... Sitting in a pew Well aint we the chosen few Might not help, but it cant hurt On a, a little date to church La, la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la La, la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la Deliver us, Reverend Whats that? On a little date to church

Poor little lamb Now his fleece is all cold Wakes up in the morning alone Poor little lamb Knows whats coming Life is an empty cup Poor little lamb Watch your shoulder Coyotes waiting out there Nobody will get any older If we dont find a way out of here So lets go on a bummer this summer Where we wont have to be afraid The world will be on a hummer boys And well laugh and well drink lemonade

As I slow down on purple avenues To march around in Aprils shoes The weathervanes remind Of summertimes that Ive left behind All the moneys gone for Auld Lang Syne I spent on Eastern Standard Time What happened to my roll September fell right through the hole All Ive got is empty pockets now Oh why does August try so hard To hoist me on my own petard Ive learned one thing from losing her That an ounce of preventions worth a pound of cure The shadows fall, I cannot thread The tenor of the things youve said All thats left is flesh and bone The lights are on but no ones home All Ive got is empty pockets now I spill myself another drink I count the whiskers in the sink The orchestra is blind But Ive never been the worrying kind Subsequently and furthermore Ill sleep right here on the draining board I will never be paroled I like to drink them while theyre cold All Ive got is empty pockets now

As I slow down on purple avenues To march around in Aprils shoes The weathervanes remind Of summertimes that Ive left behind All the moneys gone for Auld Lang Syne I spent on Eastern Standard Time What happened to my roll) September fell right through the hole All Ive got is empty pockets now Oh why does August try so hard To hoist me on my own petard Ive learned one thing from losing her An ounce of preventions worth a pound of cure The shadows fall, I cannot thread The tenor of the things youve said All thats left is flesh and bone The lights are on but no ones home All Ive got is empty pockets now I spill myself another drink I count the whiskers in the sink The orchestra is blind But Ive never been the worrying kind Subsequently and furthermore Ill sleep right here on the draining board I will never be paroled I like to drink them while theyre cold All Ive got is empty pockets now

One, two, three...

I wish I had a dollar for Each time I took a chance ___ ___ ___two-bit romeos Who counterfeit romance Somehow I was thinking of Last time I fell down Knowing that you fall in love Once upon a town

They say youre seeing someone, youre wearing his ring They say you laughed when you heard my name They say he takes you dancing, he holds you so near They say hell buy you anything Tell me am I foolish, I dont believe these stories Darling, Ill be coming home soon Louise, Louise, if its true Tell it, tell it to me Well, I know you will not see me, but I hear you have a daughter I hear she has my eyes They say she calls him father, and that hes proud of her And that he believes all of your lies But for all your faithless beauty, I give all my tomorrows And if youre still thinking of me Took a job in Tennessee To build a life for us Give a kiss to win a heart Take a kiss to break apart They say youre seeing someone, youre wearing his ring They say you laughed when you heard my name They say he takes you dancing, he holds you so near They say hell buy you anything Well, tell me am I foolish, I dont believe these stories Darling, Ill be coming home soon

The hung up sign up on our town If you live it up you wont live it down So she left Mario son Just like a bullet that leaves a gun A charcoal eyes and a morrow hips She went and took that california trip The moon was clothe red hair like wrench Dont look back just come on check Oh you gotta hold on, hold on You gotta hold on take my hand Stay right here, gotta hold on Well he gave her a dice or a watch And a ring made from a spoon Everyones looking for someone to blame When you share my bed you share my name So go ahead and call the cops You dont meet nice girls in coffee shops She said baby I still love you Sometimes theres nothing left to do Oh you gotta hold on, hold on You gotta hold on take my hand Stay right here, gotta hold on God bless your crocked little heart Saint Louis got the best of me I miss your broken child voice How I wish you were still here with me Oh you build it up you wreck it down And you burn you mansion to the ground When theres nothing left to keep you here When youre falling behind in this big blue world Oh you gotta hold on, hold on You gotta hold on take my hand Stay right here, gotta hold on Down by the river side motel Its tent will own and fall in By the 99 cents store She closed her eyes and started swaying But its so hard to dance that way When its cold and theres no music And your whole hometown its far away And inside your head the records playing A song called hold on, hold on You gotta hold on Take my hand, stay right here you gotta hold on Youve got to hold on, hold on , you gotta hold on Take my hand, stay right here you gotta hold on Youve got to hold on, hold on , you gotta hold on Take my hand, stay right here you gotta hold on

Im trembling like a flower after a storm But I get on board, we press in tight The engine blowing, we release the cord The water takes us high We sway We sway In the moonlight On the shifting center line I could not stay Sway I could not stay Sway I feel a hand holding me upright Lets take the comfort we can get tonight We become a chorus of cussers and lovers I just know Im holding on to you For dear life We sway Sway In the moonlight On the shifting center line Sway Sway In the moonlight On the shifting center line Sway Moonlight On the shifting center line All eyes out For the rainbow In the meantime Everybody heave-ho Everybody row Heave-ho Everybody, everybody row Heave-ho Dance Dancing through these changes Dance Dancing through these changes We sway Sway In the moonlight On the shifting center line Sway Sway In the moonlight On the shifting center line Sway Moonlight On the shifting center line All eyes out For the rainbow In the meantime Everybody heave-ho Everybody row, heave-ho Everybody, everybody row, heave-ho Everybody row, heave-ho Everybody, everybody row, heave-ho Heave-ho Dance, dancing through these changes Dance, dancing through these changes We sway, sway, in the moonlight on the shifting center line Sway, sway, in the moonlight on the shifting center line Sway, in the moonlight on the shifting center line All eyes out For the rainbow In the meantime, everybody heave-ho

The smart moneys on Harlow and the moon is in the street And the shadow boys are breaking all the laws Its east of East St. Louis And the wind is making speeches And the rain sounds like a round of applause And Napoleon is weeping in a carnival saloon His invisible fiancée is in the mirror And the band is goin home Its raining hammers, its raining nails Its true theres nothing left for him down here And its time, time, time Its time, time, time Its time, time, time that you love And its time, time, time And they all pretend theyre orphans and their memorys like a train You can see them getting smaller as they pull away Oh and the things you cant remember Tell the things you cant forget That history puts a saint in every dream And she said shed stick around til the bandages came off But these mamas boys just dont know when to quit And Matilda asks the sailors Are those dreams or are those prayers? Close your eyes, son, and this wont hurt a bit And its time, time, time Its time, time, time Its time, time, time that you love And its time, time, time Oh and things are pretty lousy for the calendar girls The boys just dive right off the cars and splash into the street Oh and when shes on a roll, she pulls a razor from her boot And a thousand pigeons fall around her feet So put a candle in the window and a kiss upon my lips As the dish outside the window fills with rain Oh and just like a stranger with the weeds in your heart Pay the fiddler off til I come back again And its time, time, time Its time, time, time Its time, time, time that you love And its time, time, time Its time, time, time that you love And its time, time, time

Well, Im standin on the corner, watchin all the girls go by Im always standin on the corner, underneath the springtime sky Well, you cant go to jail for what youre thinkin Or for the wooo look in your eye You been standin on the corner, watchin all the girls Watchin all the girls, watchin all the girls, they go by And its Saturday and Im so broke And I couldnt buy a girl a nickel Coke Im goin, so what, Im feelin just like a millionaire Now just take me down to Main Street And Ill survey the harem waitin for me there Im gonna be standin on the corner, watchin all the girls go by Oh baby, what you do now? Standin on the corner, givin all the girls the eye Well this aint much of an occupation Give it a whirl, give it a try And youll be standin on the corner, watchin all the girls Watchin all the girls, watchin all the girls, they go by You know that Im the cat thats got the cream And I aint got me a girl, but I can dream I aint got me a girl, but I can wish Now just take me down to Main Street And Ill select my own imaginary dish Im standin on the corner, watchin all the girls go by Im gonna be standin on the corner, underneath the springtime sky You know you cant get arrested for what youre thinkin Or for the wooo look in your eye You been standin on the corner, watchin all the girls Watchin all the girls, watchin all the girls, they go by Im gonna watch em go by Oh, hubba hubba, man Go by, yeah Im gonna watch em go by

The sun come up It was blue and gold The sun come up It was blue and gold The sun come up It was blue and gold Ever since I put your picture In a frame Now I come crawling in my Sunday mist I come crawling in my Sunday mist I come crawling in my Sunday mist Ever since I put your picture In a frame And Im gonna love you Till the leaves come off Oh, yeah Im gonna love you Till the leaves fall off Oh, yeah I love you baby and I always will I love you baby and I always will I love you baby and I always will Ever since I put your picture In a frame I love you baby and I always will Ever since I put your picture In a frame

He took all my money And my best friend You know the story Here it comes again I have no pride I have no shame You gotta to make it rain Make it rain Since youre gone Deep inside it hurts Im just another sad guest On this dark earth I want to believe In the mercy of the world again Make it rain, make it rain The nights too quiet Stretched out alone I need the whip of the thunder And the winds dark moan Im not Able, Im just Cain Open up them heavens Make it rain Im close to heaven Crushed at the gate They sharpen their knives On my mistakes What he done, you cant give it a name You gotta to make it rain Make it rain, yeah Without your love Without your kiss Hell cant burn me Much more than this Im burning with all this pain Put out the fire Make it rain, you gotta make it rain Ngyi warngkarrinha waji Ngyi wangkarrinha minangga Thurnguga wangka Ngyi burdurdba bamagayi Nhaa gurdarmba ngurra Mirdawa nhawa nyinja Yungu thalumarnma Yungu thalumarnma Make it rain... Make it rain... Yungu thalumarnma...

Hes an ol altar boy Lying out there in the street Hes an ol altar boy Bound up in leather and chains Thats why Im feeling so blue Im an old altar boy What about you Now I can order in Latin Make em au gratin Joe Im an old altar boy Thats why Im so depressed I never got the rest of the dream Just the ritual Now Im habitual Majoring in crimes That are unspeakable Cause Im an old altar boy Thats what happened to me Im an old altar boy Hes hoping he can meet a woman Dressed like a nun He knows theres got to be some around here Drinking across from the church A little Father Cribari wine On a Sunday morning time Im an old altar boy Why is he winking at this time in his life He never took a wife Cause hes an old altar boy, oh yeah What about you

When the hawks in the kitchen and the sirens in bloom And the losers have been swept from the gin mills Hello sucker, Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year 34th Street good tidings to you And will you meet me in Paradise Alley tonight Well leave town in a bottle of whiskey And come on, you old scarecrow, and be a wheel, not a lamppost Just put a saddle on a wishbone, and youre halfway there You know, the heroes will wait where their dreams used to be Go on and ask the hooligans as they sweep down the midway Im going waltzing tonight with the Statue of Liberty And come on, you old lazy-bones, lets get out of this place Will you meet me in Paradise Alley tonight Well leave town in a bottle of whiskey And come on, you old scarecrow, and be a wheel, not a lamppost Just put a saddle on a wishbone, and youre halfway there Now theres a counterfeit moon, and Im seeing right through it Cause the dawn spent it all in one place And well rise to the top of the morning tonight You can ride on my shoulders, and Ill show you the way If you meet me in Paradise Alley tonight Well leave town in a bottle of whiskey So come on, you old scarecrow, and be a wheel, not a lamppost Just put a saddle on a wishbone, and youre halfway there

Plugged 16 shells from a thirty-aught-six And the black crow flew through A hole in the sky And I spent all my buttons on an old pack mule And I made me a ladder from a pawn shop marimba And I leaned it up against a dandelion tree Leaned it up against a dandelion tree Leaned it up against a dandelion tree Well I cooked them feathers on the iron spit And I filled me a satchel full of old pig corn And I beat me a Billy from an old French horn And kicked that mule to the top of the tree Kicked that mule to the top of the tree Blew me a hole bout the size of a kickdrum And I cut me a switch from a long branch elbow Im gonna whittle you into kindlin Black crow 16 shells from a thirty-aught-six Whittle you into kindlin Black crow 16 shells from a thirty-aught-six Well I slept in the hotter of a dry creek bed And I tore out the buckets from a red corvette Tore out the buckets from a red corvette Lionel, Dave and the butcher made three You got to meet me by the knuckles of the skinny bone tree With the strings of a Washburn Stretched like a clothesline You know me and that mule scrambled right through the hole Me and that mule scrambled right through the hole Im gonna whittle you into kindlin Black crow 16 shells from a thirty-aught-six Whittle you into kindlin Black crow 16 shells from a thirty-aught-six Now I hold him prisoner in a Washburn jail And I strapped it on the back of my old kick mule Strapped it on the back of my old kick mule Bang on the strings just to drive him crazy And I strum it loud just to rattle his cage Strum it loud just to rattle his cage Strum it loud just to rattle his cage Strum it loud just to rattle his cage Im gonna whittle you into kindlin Black crow 16 shells from a thirty-aught-six Whittle you into kindlin Black crow 16 shells from a thirty-aught-six

Its dreamy weather were on You wave your crooked wand Along an icy pond With a frozen moon A murder of silhouette crows I saw And the tears on my face And the skates on the pond They spell Alice I disappear in your name But you must wait for me Somewhere across the sea Theres a wreck of a ship Your hair is like meadow grass on the tide And the raindrops on my window And the ice in my drink Baby, all that I can think of is Alice Arithmetic arithmetock Turn the hands back on the clock How does the ocean rock the boat? How did the razor find my throat? The only strings that hold me here Are tangled up around the pier And so a secret kiss Brings madness with the bliss And I will think of this When Im dead in my grave Set me adrift and Im lost over here And I must be insane To go skating on your name And by tracing it twice I fell through the ice of Alice And so a secret kiss Brings madness with the bliss And I will think of this When Im dead in my grave Set me adrift and Im lost over here And I must be insane To go skating on your name And by tracing it twice I fell through the ice of Alice Of Alice

Well, the moon is broken and the sky is cracked Come on up to the house The only things that you can see is all that you lack Come on up to the house All your crying dont do no good Come on up to the house Come down off the cross, we can use the wood You gotta come on up to the house Come on up to the house Come on up to the house The world is not my home Im just a passin through You gotta come on up to the house Theres no light in the tunnel, no irons in the fire Come on up to the house And youre singing lead soprano in a junkmans choir You gotta come on up to the house Does life seem nasty, brutish and short? Come on up to the house The seas are stormy and you cant find no port Gotta come on up to the house Come on up to the house Come on up to the house The world is not my home Im just a passing through You gotta come on up to the house Theres nothin in the world that you can do You gotta come on up to the house Youve been whipped by the forces that are inside you You gotta come on up to the house Well, youre high on top of your mountain of woe You gotta come on up to the house Well, you know you should surrender, but you cant let go You gotta come on up to the house You gotta come on up to the house Come on up to the house The world is not my home Just a passin through You gotta come on Come on Come on Come on Up to the house Come on up to the house Come on up to the house The world is not my home Im just a passing through You gotta come on up to the house

Lets put a New Coat of Paint On this lonesome old town Set em up, set em up well be knockin em down You wear a dress babe, Ill wear a tie Well laugh at that old bloodshot moon In that burgundy sky All our scribbled love dreams Lost or thrown away Never miss the shuffle on an overflowin day When love needs a transfusion Shoot it full of wine Fishin for a good time Starts with throwin in your line Lets put a New Coat of Paint On this lonesome old town Set em up, set em up well be knockin em down You wear a dress babe, Ill wear a tie Well laugh at that old bloodshot moon In that burgundy sky

They say youre seeing someone, youre wearing his ring They say you laughed when you heard my name They say he takes you dancing, he holds you so near They say hell buy you anything Tell me am I foolish, I dont believe these stories Darling, Ill be coming home soon Louise, Louise, if its true Tell it, tell it to me Well, I know you will not see me, but I hear you have a daughter I hear she has my eyes They say she calls him father, and that hes proud of her And that he believes all of your lies But for all your faithless beauty, I give all my tomorrows And if youre still thinking of me Louise, Louise, if its true Tell it, tell it to me Took a job in Tennessee To build a life for us Give a kiss to win a heart Take a kiss to break apart They say youre seeing someone, youre wearing his ring They say you laughed when you heard my name They say he takes you dancing, he holds you so near They say hell buy you anything Well, tell me am I foolish, I dont believe these stories Darling, Ill be coming home soon Louise, Louise, if its true Tell it, tell it to me Oh Louise, Louise, if its true Tell it, tell it to me Oh Louise, Louise, if its true Tell it, tell it to me

A-chick a-boom A-chick a-boom A-chick a-boom...

I plugged 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six And a black crow snuck through a hole in the sky So I spent all my buttons on an old pack mule And I made me a ladder from a pawn shop marimba And I leaned it up against a dandelion tree Leaned it up against a dandelion tree Leaned it up against a dandelion tree Im gonna whittle you into kindlin 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six Whittle you into kindlin 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six Well I slept in the holler of a dry creek bed And I tore out the buckets from a red Corvette Tore out the buckets from a red Corvette Lionel and Dave and the Butcher made three You got to meet me by the knuckles of the skinnybone tree With the strings of a Washburn stretched like a clothes line You know me and that mule scrambled right through the hole Me and that mule scrambled right through the hole Im gonna whittle you into kindlin 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six Whittle you into kindlin 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six Im gonna whittle you into kindlin 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six Whittle you into kindlin 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six Now I hold him prisoner in a Washburn jail That I strapped on the back of my old kick mule Strapped it on the back of my old kick mule Bang on the strings driving them all crazy Im gonna strum it loud, gonna strum it loud Im gonna strum it loud baby, yeah gotta strum it loud Strum it loud, strum it loud, strum it loud Im gonna whittle you into kindlin 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six Whittle you into kindlin 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six 16 shells, 16 shells, 16 shells

Lyrics From Snippet In a land, theres a town And in this town, theres a house And in that house, there is a woman And in that woman, theres a heart I love Im gonna take it with me When I go

I was always eh, kinda want to like consider myself kind of a pioneer of the palette A restaurateur if you will Ive wined, dined, sipped and supped in some of the most demonstrably beamer Epitomable bistros in the Los Angles metropolitan region Yeah, Ive had strange looking patty melts at Norms Ive had dangerous veal cutlets at the Copper Penny Well what you get is a breaded salsbury steak in a shake-n-bake And topped with a provocative sauce of Velveeta and uh, half-n-half Smothered with Campbells tomato soup See I have kinda of a uh...well I order my veal cutlet Christ it left the plate and it walked down to the end of the counter Waitress, ? shes wearing those rhinestone glasses with the little pearl thing clipped on the sweater My veal cutlet come down, tried to beat the shit out of my cup of coffee Coffee just wasnt strong enough to defend itself

Operator, number, please Its been so many years And shell remember my old voice While I fight the tears Hello, hello there is this Martha This is old Tom Frost And I am calling long distance Dont worry about the cost Its been 40 years or more Now, Martha, please recall And meet me out for coffee Where well talk about it all And those were days of roses Poetry and prose and Martha All I had was you and all you had was me And there was no tomorrows As we packed away our sorrows And we saved it for a rainy day And I feel so much older now And youre much older, too Oh, hows the husband and hows the kids You know that I got married, too Oh lucky that you found someone To make you feel secure Oh, cause we were all so young and foolish Now we are mature And those were days of roses Poetry and prose and Martha All I had was you and all you had was me And there was no tomorrows As we packed away our sorrows And we saved it for a rainy day And I was always so impulsive I guess that I still am But all that really mattered then Was that I was a man I guess that our being together Was never meant to be Oh but Martha, oh Martha, I love you Cant you see And those were days of roses Poetry and prose and Martha All I had was you and all you had was me And there was no tomorrows As we packed away our sorrows And we saved it for a rainy day And I remember quiet evenings, trembling close to you

Outside, another yellow moon has punched a hole in the nighttime, yes I climb through the window and down the street Im shining like a new dime Downtown trains are full, full of all them Brooklyn girls They try so hard to break out of their little worlds You wave your hand and they scatter like crows They have nothing that will ever capture your heart Theyre just thorns without the rose Be careful of them in the dark Oh, if I was the one... You chose to be your only one Cant your hear me now? Cant you hear me now? And will I see you tonight on a downtown train? Every night, every night is just the same on a downtown train I know your window and I know its late I know your stairs and your doorway I walk down your street and by your gate I stand by the light at the four way And watch them as they fall, they all having them heart attacks They stay at the carnival, but theyll never win you back Will I see you tonight on a downtown train? Every night, every night is just the same, you leave me lonely Will I see you tonight on a downtown train? All my dreams, all my dreams fall like rain on a downtown— Will I see you tonight on a downtown train? Every night, every night is just the same on a downtown train On a downtown train On a downtown train

Im walking on air Oh, Ive left all my blue days behind me Oh baby, Ive learned how to care And theres real love on my mind Im the worlds most happy creature Tell me, what can worry me? Im crazy bout my baby and my babys crazy bout me, yeah Oh, Mister Cupid was my teacher Oh, the reason we agree Im crazy bout my baby and my babys crazy bout me, yeah Oh, Parson, get that book out, get that book out Hold it steady, steady in your hand Understand, an A-one combination, the perfect he and she Im crazy bout my baby and my babys so crazy bout me Oh, Parson, get that book out Hold it steady in your hand Look out, you can understand Its an A-one combination, the perfect he and she Oh, Im crazy bout my baby and my babys crazy bout me, yeah

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Well Im leaving my family Im leaving all my friends My bodys at home, but my hearts in the wind And the clouds are like headlines Upon a new frontpage sky My tears are saltwater, the moons full and high And I know Joe Conrad Would be proud of me Many before me been called by the sea To be up in the crows nest Singing my saying Shiver me timbers, lets all sail away And the fogs lifting, the sands shifting Im drifting on out Ol Captain Ahab got nothing on me Swallow me; dont follow me Im travelling alone The waters my daughter I skip like a stone And the fogs lifting, the sands shifting Im drifting on out Ol Captain Ahab got nothing on me Oh! Swallow me; dont follow me Im travelling alone The water, she is my daughter I skip like a stone Wont you please call my family? Tell em not to cry My goodbyes are written by the moon in the sky Say, nobody knows me I got no reason to stay Shiver me timbers Im sailing Away La la la la la la La la la la La la la la la la la La la-ah la

Oh, Shenandoah I long to see you Away you rolling river Oh Shenandoah I long to see you Away, Im bound away cross the wide Missouri Oh Shenandoah I love your daughter Away, you rolling river For her Id cross Your roaming waters Away, Im bound away Cross the wide Missouri Tis seven years Since last Ive seen you And hear your rolling river Tis seven years Since last Ive seen you Away, were bound away Across the wide Missouri Oh Shenandoah I long to see you And hear your rolling river Oh Shenandoah I long to see you Away, were bound away Across the wide Missouri

Stop me if youve heard this one. Well, I said, looky here, baby, Im here for the same reason you are. Ive been married to the same woman for twenty-five years, and not once has she asked me what I do for a living. She tells me that she loves me but I know that shes a gyppy. I find matchbooks in her purse from every goddam bar in town. Her mothers a transvestite and her father was always a Fuller Brush man, but he was bald as a doorknob and hell, I was afraid to try I had a vasectomy when I was thirteen years old, when I knocked up this thirteen hundred pound Mexican woman. I didnt have a green card and I worked for her father for seven years, at the Hermasillo Chamber of Commerce. Hell, I had minimum wage and shit, and I finally told him hey, he could have his job for crying out loud. And I told her I was going out for a pack of cigarettes one night. I got into a taxi cab and told him to take me to East St Louis, Ill pay whatevers on the meter Now thats when I hooked up with this pharmacist, you see? Yeah, this pharmacist, crazy pharmacist, you see? Let me sweep up in the apothecary for a hot meal and some Neosenephrin while I studied hotel management at night. Well, I finally got ready for the exam and I rented a room above a barber shop, when Jimmy the Lock one night broke in, stole some Lucky Tiger, a half pint of Bay Rum, and a Field & Stream magazine. I caught a cross-town bus. Well you see, I told the guy to let me off at the nearest bar and I walked inside and what do you know? Thats right! A girl I hadnt seen in fifteen years recognized me after a shave and told me that she thought we could make beautiful music together. And I said, Baby, I have a tin ear and she said, Shit, I have a glass eye and a bum leg So we went to her place and I found she was running guns to Africa and selling Avon products without a license, so I borrowed a car to go to the beach and meet new friends. Damn! Eh-he-he... Well, that aint the half of it, man, you know... boy, have I got troubles, man... Well, I was pulled over for driving without sunglasses and Bermudas, and I was harassed and intimidated until we got to talking about Pete Kellys blues, and I know a guy named Webb, and they gave me a free color brochure booklet on how to avoid child molesting, and I drove away with a new lease on life and ten dollars in my pocket, which I spent on an out-of-print Cozy Cole album at Music Man Murrays, which I considered an investment in the future. Along with a hi-fi recording of the 1959 Grand Prix at Sebring, which was in the wrong jacket and turned out to be a Rudy Ray Moore album Well anyhow, Id been trying to lay my hands on that sucker for years, and needless to say I was beside myself, so I turned to myself and I said Hey Earl! You gonna be a bum all your life? You know. I said, Are you talking to ME? Eh-he... Earl was one of my aliases at the time, you see. I was traveling under the name of Earl Scheib, maybe youve heard of me? Well anyhow, to make a long story short, I threw in with these Italian guys in Montebello. Well, they talked me into opening up a used-food restaurant, and hell you know, you got used cars, used clothes, used furniture, why not used food, well? For the less fortunate people who dont get out much, you know what I mean Anyhow, on opening night this one-armed bass-player goes berserk right in front of the goddam place. With search lights and all, well that attracted the authorities over there.. eh-he... They were tipped off, you see. I always maintained that it was a real inside job, and they discovered it was a front for a prosthetics supermarket and a pet hospital. Anyhow... I was at a loss for words, and I was sent to two years in prison, but they suspended the sentence, and had me listen to a band called Mondray for six months and no parole Anyhow, I got out and I swore I was going straight. I got the first flight to Vegas where I enrolled in a major university and spent two years studying to be a typing teacher. My analyst said it was the healthiest thing he ever heard of. Anyhow, before the end of the fiscal year I was living on chicken and wine, Im not talking about bullshit here! No record. Clean. Every night Id put on a tie and hit the after hours bars with my old beat-up Underwood typewriter. Id only read about these places in Tallys Corner, mind you Anyhow, here I was with shades on hanging out in the bar. Well, this trombone player named Marcel Tupee asked me if I wanted to sit in one night, and of course I was nervous and scared and shit. Well, he who hesitates is lost, and when I got on the bandstand they hit me with the spotlight, and I knew that something was happening, and they kicked off a blues in B-flat and I just typed, man! Like a crazy man! Typed like a crazy man, all that woodsheddin had paid off, and oh hell, baby, You Scheeeeeib man! Youve heard the story a thousand times, I know. I dont wanna bore you. Its a dime store novel, and hell, you know the rest I got strung out and then I got my own group, and started playing the MYF meetings, like three shows a night, four on the weekends, and I couldnt pay the band, they left me flat one night in Montgomery Wards. I was there, you know, bartering for some band uniforms, and hell, I aint seen high nor hell of em since. So I got out of the racket. Went back to my first wife and begged her to take me back, told her Id changed, thered be no more of them bondage scenes, and Im a new man. She slapped me with a fifteen dollar bill for an orthodontist who claimed I walked the check on some braces. Are you sure you wanna hear this, man? Anyhow, she gave me the bums rush, Jack, and I got a job sweeping up at Yonkers race track. And one afternoon right in the middle of the daily double, I got inspiration. I remembered Hitlers phone number. Thats right, thirteen thirteen, lucky number! And I put everything I had, sixty-eight bucks, on number thirteen, Big Blitz, and it paid ten to one. I got twelve hundred and sixty bucks. Quit my job, drove all night to New Orleans where I met the girl of my dreams, woke her up and played the long version of Harlem Nocturne on my trumpet. She called the paramedics and they shot me full of thorozine, and said take a long walk off a short pier, well I aint no fool! No siree! I got me three hots and a flop and the first thing smokin out of town, if you understand what I mean And baby, I saw you in nineteen fifty-seven. Nineteen fifty-seven in a Lincoln Continental with Rhode Island plates, passing me on Route 66 doing seventy-five miles an hour, with a blue scarf around your neck, smoking a Lucky Strike, and wearing Chanel No. 5, with a Rosemary Clooney ringer on the radio, and I knew you didnt see me. But I saw you! And I told myself that night, that I gotta get next to that girl So what do you say you slide down a stool, and we could get acquainted?

Four blocks back I flipped my sack Down At Roscoes for some fatback Sheila Schwartzs sister Shomo shucks shmekels At the seashore on Shabazz Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Reb-He Kitten sittin on the stoop Eatin marinated herrin an lookin so cute Vladimir Tittler was a hoo-hoo of a man His daddys on his back and his mamas eatin Spam Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Shark Skin Charles and Water Melon Head Woke up this morning with weebles in their bed And Hazel climbs the stairs, cause she dont give a damn Im gonna eat all the My-T-Fine puddin that I can Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin Do you know what I Idi Amin

Lonely, lonely, lonely Lonely eyes, lonely face Lonely, lonely in your place, lonely Lonely, lonely eyes, lonely face Lonely, lonely in your place I thought that I knew All that there was to Lonely, lonely, lonely Melanie Jane Wont feel the pain Lonely, lonely Lonely eyes, lonely face Lonely, lonely in your place I thought that I knew All that there was to Lonely, lonely Lonely eyes, lonely face Lonely, lonely in your place And I still love you I still love you Lonely, lonely

Adventure Men of adventure Conquering the world Conquering the world The world of adventure The world of adventure The world of adventure Our journey begins in a world of adventure Fishers of men, fishers of men Up one side and back again Along the river of men Our trusty oars are in the boat Along the river of men Along the river of men Along the river of men Up one side and back again Along the river of men He yells at the crew, they get nothing to eat Along the river of men And its up one side and back again Along the river of men Along the river of men Along the river of men Along the river of men

Phones off the hook No one knows where we are Its a long time since I Drank champagne The ocean is blue As blue as your eyes Im gonna take it with me When I go Old long since gone Now way back when We lived in Coney Island Aint no good thing Ever dies Im gonna take it with me When I go Far far away a train Whistle blows Wherever youre goin Wherever youve been Waving good bye at the end Of the day Youre up and youre over And youre far away Always for you, and Forever yours It felt just like the old days We fell asleep on Beaulas porch Im gonna take it with me When I go All broken down by The side of the road I was never more alive or Alone Ive worn the faces off All the cards Im gonna take it with me When I go Children are playing At the end of the day Strangers are singing On our lawn Its got to be more Than flesh and bone All that youve loved Is all you own In a land theres a town And in that town theres A house And in that house Theres a woman And in that woman Theres a heart I love Im gonna take it With me when I go Im gonna take it With me when I go

Davenports and kettle drums And swallow tail coats Table cloths and patent leather shoes Bathing suits and bowling balls And clarinets and rings And all this radio really needs is a fuse A tinker, a tailor A soldier’s things His rifle, his boots, full of rocks And this one is for bravery And this one for me And everything a dollar in this box Cuff links and hub caps Trophies and paperbacks It’s good transportation But the brakes aren’t so hot Neck tie and boxing gloves This jackknife is rusted You can pound that dent out On the hood A tinker, a tailor A soldier’s things His rifle, his boots, full of rocks And this one is for bravery And this one for me And everything a dollar in this box A tinker, a tailor A soldier’s things His rifle, his boots, full of rocks And this one is for bravery And this one for me And everything a dollar in this box

Outside, another yellow moon Has punched a hole in the nighttime I climb through the window and down the street Im shining like a new dime The downtown trains are full With all of those Brooklyn girls They try so hard to break out of their little worlds Well, you wave your hand and they scatter like crows They have nothing that will ever capture your heart Theyre just thorns without the rose Be careful of them in the dark Oh, and if I was the one You chose to be your only one Oh baby, cant you hear me now Will I see you tonight On a downtown train Every night its just the same You leave me lonely now I know your window and I know its late I know your stairs and your doorway I walked down your street and past your gate Stand by the light at the four-way You watch them as they fall And they all have heart attacks They stay at the carnival but theyll never win you back Will I see you tonight On a downtown train Every night is just the same You leave me lonely Will I see you tonight On a downtown train All of my dreams, they just fall like rain On a downtown train Will I see you tonight On a downtown train Every night is just the same You leave me lonely Will I see you tonight On a downtown train All of my dreams, they just fall like rain On a downtown train On a downtown train On a downtown train

Hang on St. Christopher through the smoke and the oil Pumpin iron around the scene, let the radiator boil Got no backdown shift and a two-dollar grill Got an 85 cab on an 85 hill Hang on St. Christopher on the passenger side Open it up tonight so the devil can ride Hang on St. Christopher with a ballast door Kick me out my body and throw me out in the fog Tell Jack, drive a stake through his heart Do a hundred on the grapevine, do a jump on the start Hang on St. Christopher, now dont let me go Get me to Reno and bring it in low, low Oh Hang On St. Christopher with the hammer to the floor Put a highball in the crankcase, nail a crow to the door Give me a bottle for the jockey, give me a 294 Theres a 750 album bustin down Johnnys door Hang on St. Christopher on the passenger side Open it up tonight so the devil can ride Let the devil ride Let the devil ride Let the devil ride Hang On St. Christopher, now dont let me go Get me to Reno, got to bring it in low Put my baby on a flatcar Tell em to burn down the caboose Get em all jacked up with whiskey And well turn the mad dog loose Hang on St. Christopher on the passenger side Open it up tonight so the devil can ride Let it ride, let it ride Let it ride, let it ride Let it ride Let it ride Hang on St. Christopher, through the smoke and the oil Get me to Reno and bring it in low, low

Hell wear your heart and you will wear his ring And youll go rolling down a mustard hill Play a lullaby on a fishbone harp Ride away on the gray mares tail In the morning In the morning In the morning when I/you rise In the morning In the morning In the morning I/you will be my/your true loves bride Weave a rosemary wreath in your auburn hair And youll be the envy of all the girls Hell wear your heart - and you will wear his ring And youll go rolling down a mustard hill Play a lullaby on a fishbone harp Ride away on the gray mares tail In the morning In the morning In the morning when I/you rise In the morning In the morning In the morning I/you will be my/your true loves bride Oh the blood of the lamb is in the well And it runs from the crack along the wedding bell Perhaps a wind has blown the barrel from its mark I heard the bird but could not hit it in the dark I have bought and sold my only love And my rifle, it has let me down In the morning In the morning In the morning when I/you rise In the morning In the morning In the morning will I/she ever be his/my bride?

Well, my time went so quickly I went lickety-splitly Out to my ol 55 As I pulled away slowly Feeling so holy God knows I was feeling alive Now, the suns coming up Im riding with Lady Luck Freeway, cars and trucks Stars beginning to fade And I lead the parade Just a-wishin Id stayed a little longer Oh Lord, let me tell ya that the feeling getting stronger And its six in the morning Gave me no warning I had to be on my way Well, theres trucks all a-passin me And the lights all are flashing Im on my way home from your place And now the suns coming up And Im riding with Lady Luck Freeway, cars and trucks Stars beginning to fade And I lead the parade Just a-wishin Id stayed a little longer Oh Lord, let me tell ya, the feeling getting stronger And my time went so quickly I went lickety-splitly Out to my ol 55 As I pulled away slowly Feeling so holy God knows I was feeling alive And now the suns coming up Im riding with Lady Luck Freeway, cars and trucks Freeway, cars and trucks Freeway, cars and trucks

Come on, sister, Papas in the swing Aint too hip now, about that new breed babe He aint no drag Papas got a brand new bag Come here, mama, and dig this crazy scene Aint too hip now, but his line is pretty clean He aint no drag Papas got a brand new bag Hes doin the Jerk, hes doin the Fly Dont play him cheap, cause you know he aint shy Hes doin the Monkey, the Mashed Potatoes Jump back Jack, see you later alligator Come on, sister, Papas in the swing Aint too hip now, about that new breed, babe He aint no drag Papas got a brand new bag Papa, hes doin the, doin the Twist Hes doin the Twist just like this Hes doin the Fly every day and every night And the Thing, like the Boomerang Papa! I said Papa! Come on Hey! Hey! Come on Hey! Hey! Its so nice, its out of sight Come on Hey! Hey! Come on Hey!

Stop me if youve heard this one I feel as though weve met before Perhaps im mistaken But its just that i remind you Of someone you used to care about But that was long ago Do you think id fall for that I wasnt born yesterday Besides i never talk to strangers anyway I aint a bad guy when you get to know me I just thought there aint no harm Hey just try minding your own business Bud who asked you to annoy me With your sad repartee Besides i never talk to strangers anyway Your lifes a dimestore novel This town is full of guys like you And youre looking for someone to take the place of her And youre bitter cause he left you Thats why youre drinkin in this bar Well only suckers fall in love With perfect strangers It always takes one to know one stranger Maybe were just wiser now And been around the block so many times That we dont notice That were all just perfect strangers As long as we ignore That we all begin as strangers Just before we find We really arent strangers anymore

Well, Im goin out west where the wind blows tall Cause Tony Franciosa used to date my ma They got some money out there, theyre giving it away Im gonna do what I want and Im gonna get paid Do what I want and Im gonna get paid Little brown sausages lying in the sand I aint no extra, baby, Im a leading man Well, my parole officer will be proud of me With my Olds 88 and the devil on a leash My Olds 88 and the devil on a leash I know karate, voodoo too Im gonna make myself available to you I dont need no make up, I got real scars Ive got hair on my chest, I look without a shirt Well, I dont lose my composure in a high speed chase Well, my friends think Im ugly, I got a masculine face I got some drag strip courage, I can really drive a bed Im gonna change my name to Hannibal or maybe just Rex Change my name to Hannibal or maybe just Rex I know karate, voodoo too Im gonna make myself available to you I dont need no make up, I got real scars Ive got hair on my chest, I look without a shirt Im gonna drive all night, get some speed Im gonna wait for the sun to shine down on me I cut a hole in my roof in the shape of a heart And Im goin out west where theyll appreciate me Im goin out west where theyll appreciate me Im goin out west where theyll appreciate me Im goin out west where theyll appreciate me Goin out west, goin out west Goin out west, goin out west Goin out west, goin out west Goin out west, goin out west

One... two... three... one Well, he wasnt looking for fanfare or fame But it all came around just the same He then met a girl with desire in her eye He gave her love, she took his name The times they were good, the times they were bad Most times it was just in-between The hard pill he swallowed was the times that they had She put on display for all to be seen Some find their solace in work or the Lord She was quite content in her dream When his eyes they burned from the bright lime light He found comfort in the bottle of the old Jimmy Beam One day from the depths of his deep darkened hole He reached out for something to feel She offered back nothin but lack of respect So he let himself out with two barrels of steel She cried in the day, she cried in the night She cried loudest when someone was near Whether crying for him or she cried for herself The bigger the camera the bigger the tear Most folks agree she was living a hell And publicly she showed her pain And never once was there a thought for herself And the ever growing slices of fortune and fame Now on the coattails of a dead man shell ride On the coattails of a dead man shell ride On the coattails of a dead man shell ride, shell ride On the coattails of a dead man shell ride, shell ride high On the coattails of a dead man shell ride On the coattails of a dead man shell ride On the coattails of a dead man shell ride, shell ride On the coattails of a dead man shell ride, shell ride high On the coattails of a dead man shell ride On the coattails of a dead man shell ride On the coattails of a dead man shell ride, shell ride On the coattails of a dead man shell ride, shell ride high On the coattails of a dead man shell ride On the coattails of a dead man shell ride On the coattails of a dead man shell ride, shell ride On the coattails of a dead man shell ride, shell ride high On the coattails of a dead man shell ride On the coattails of a dead man shell ride On the coattails of a dead man shell ride, shell ride On the coattails of a dead man shell ride, shell ride high

Down through the ages All of the sages Said Dont spend your wages on love Graft and collusion Bar the intrusion And proceeding foreclosures Theres overexposure Down at the crossroads The question is posed Bridge is washed out And the highways closed Got to have a reason Firmly believe Love was designed To exploit and deceive Theres an addendum Wherever you send em Every ball and beat in your chest You will see Simple addition Keeps with tradition Dont spend your wages on love Taking any burgh any city or town Just get on Main street and Drive all the way down You see, love has a graveyard Nurtured for those That fell on their sabers And paid through the nose Your shovels a shot glass Dig your own hole Bury whats left of your miserable soul Down through the ages All of the sages Said Dont spend your wages on love Graft and collusion Bar the intrusion And proceeding foreclosures Theres overexposure Down at the crossroads The question is posed Bridge is washed out

Outside another yellow moon Has punched a hole in the night time I climb through the window and down to the street Im shining like a new dime The down-town trains are full With all those Brooklyn girls They try so hard to break out of their little world You wave your hand and they scatter like crows They have nothing that will ever capture your heart Theyre just thorns without the rose Oh, be careful of them in the dark And if I was the one You chose to be your only one Oh baby now, cant you hear me now Will I see you tonight on a down-town train Where every night is just the same You leave me lonely now I know your window and I know its late I know your stairs and your doorway I walk down your street and past your gate I stand by the light at the four-way You watch them as they fall Ooh, and they all have heart attacks They stay at the carnival But theyll never win you back Will I see you tonight on a down-town train Where every night is just the same You leave me lonely now Will I see you tonight on a down-town train Where every night is just the same You leave me lonely now Will I see you tonight on a down-town train Where every night is just the same You leave me lonely now

When traveling abroad in the continental style Its my belief that one must attempt to be discreet And subsequently bear in mind your transient position Allows you a perspective thats unique Though youll find your itinerarys a blessing and a curse Your wanderlust wont let you settle down And you wonder how you ever fathomed that youd be content To stay within the city limits of a small midwestern town Most vagabonds I knowed dont ever want to find the culprit That remains the object of their long relentless quest The obsessions in the chasing and not the apprehending The pursuit you see and never the arrest Without fear or contradiction Bon Voyage is often hollered In conjunction with a handkerchief from shore By a girl that drives a Rambler and furthermore Is overly concerned that she wont see him anymore Planes and trains and boats and buses Characteristically evoke a common attitude of blue Unless you have a suitcase and a ticket and a passport And the cargo that theyre carrying is you A foreign affair juxtaposed with a stateside And domestically approved romantic fancy Is mysteriously attractive due to circumstances knowing I will only be parlayed into a memory

They put a sign up in our town If you live it up, you wont live it down So she left Monte Rio, son Just like a bullet leaves a gun With her charcoal eyes and her Monroe hips She went and took that California trip Well, the moon was gold, her hair like wind She said Dont look back, you just come on, Jim Oh, youve got to hold on, hold on Babe, youve got to hold on Take my hand, standin right here, youve got to hold on And he gave her a dimestore watch And a ring made from a spoon Everybodys lookin for someone to blame But you share my bed, you share my name So go ahead and call the cops You dont meet nice girls in coffee shops Oh and she said Baby, I still love you But sometimes theres nothin left to do Oh, but youve got to hold on, hold on Babe, youve got to hold on Take my hand, standin right here, youve got to hold on And God bless your crooked little heart St. Louis got the best of me I miss your broken-china voice How I wish you were still here with me But you build it up, you wreck it down You burn your mansion to the ground When theres nothing left to keep you here When youre falling behind in this big blue world Oh, youve got to hold on, hold on Babe, youve got to hold on Take my hand, standin right here, youve got to hold on Down by the Riverside Motel Its ten below and falling And by a 99-cent store She closed her eyes and started swaying But its so hard to dance that way Its cold and theres no music And when your old hometowns so far away But inside your head theres a record playin A song called Hold on, hold on Babe, youve got to hold on Take my hand, standin right here, youve got to hold on, hold on Babe, youve got to hold on Take my hand, standin right here Youve got to hold on

Sun come up it was blue and gold Sun come up it was blue and gold Sun come up it was blue and gold Ever since I put your picture In a frame I come calling in my Sunday best I come calling in my Sunday best I come calling in my Sunday best Every since I put your picture In a frame Im gonna love you Till the wheels come off Oh yea I love you baby and I always will I love you baby and I always will I love you baby and I always will Ever since I put your picture In a frame Im gonna love you Till the wheels come off Oh yea Sun come up it was blue and gold Sun come up it was blue and gold Sun come up it was blue and gold Ever since I put your picture In a frame Sun come up it was blue and gold Ever since I put your picture In a frame

Crest fallen sidekick in an old cafe Never slept with a dream before he had to go away Theres a bell in the tower Uncle Ray bought a round Dont worry about the army In the cold cold ground Now dont be a cry baby When theres wood in the shed Theres a bird in the chimmney And a stone in my bed When the roads washed out They pass the bottle around And wait in the arms Of the cold cold ground Cold cold ground Theres a ribbon in the willow And a tire swing rope And a briar patch of berries Takin over the slope The catll sleep in the mailbox And well never go to town Til we bury every dream in The cold cold ground Cold cold ground Gimme a Winchester rifle and a whole box of shells Blow the roof off the goat barn Let it roll down the hill The piano is firewood Times square is a dream I find well lay down together in the cold cold ground Cold cold ground Cold cold ground Call the cops on the Breedloves Bring a bible and a rope And a whole box of rebel And a bar of soap Make a pile of trunk tires And burn em all down Bring a dollar with you baby In the cold cold ground Cold cold ground Take a weathervane rooster Throw rocks at his head Stop talking to the neighbors Til we all go dead Beware of my temper And the dog that Ive found Break all the windows in the Cold cold ground Cold cold ground

Broken glass, rusty nails where the wild violets grow Say goodbye to the railroad, the mad dogs of summer And everything that I know What some men will do here for diamonds What some men will do here for gold Theyre wounded but they just keep on climbing And sleep by the side of the road Theres a hole in the ladder, a fence we can climb Mad as a hatter, youre thin as a dime Go out to the meadow, the hills are a-green Sing me a rainbow, steal me a dream Small-time Napoleons shattered his knees But he stays in the saddle for Rose And all his disciples, they shave in the gutter And they gather whats left of his clothes What some men will do here for diamonds What some men will do here for gold Theyre wounded but they just keep on climbing And sleep by the side of the road

Well, we dig dig dig Well, we dig in our mine the whole day through Dig dig dig, that is what we like to do And it aint no trick to get rich quick If you dig dig dig, with a shovel and a pick Dig dig dig, the whole day through Got to dig dig dig, its what we like to do in our mine, in our mine Where a million diamonds shine We got to dig dig dig, from the morning till the night Dig dig dig up everything in sight We got to dig dig dig, in our mine, in our mine Dig up diamonds by the score A thousand rubies, sometimes more But we dont know what we are diggin for, yeah Heigh-ho, heigh-ho Its off to work we go We keep on singing all day long Heigh-ho Heigh-ho, heigh-ho Got to make your troubles go Well, you keep on singing all day long Heigh-ho Heigh-ho, heigh-ho

Smellin like a brewery, lookin like a tramp Aint got a quarter, got a postage stamp A five oclock shadow boxing all around the town Talking to the old men sleeping on the ground Bazootan zadan zootan zadan zootan zadan zay Bazootan zadan zootan zadan zootan Al Cohn Bazootan zadan zootan zadan zootan zadan zay Bazootan zadan zootan zadan zootan Al Cohn Fish net stockings and high heeled shoes Strip tease, prick tease, car keys, blues The porno floor show, live nude girls Dreamy and creamy and brunette curls Chesty Morgan and a Watermelon Rose Froze my rent, take off all your clothes Trench coats, bottles of old rot-gut That bitch gonna bust a dead mans nut Bazootan zadan zootan zadan zootan zadan zay Bazootan zadan zootan zadan zootan Al Cohn Bazootan zadan zootan zadan zootan zadan zay Bazootan zadan zootan zadan zootan Al Cohn Yo, cleavage, cleavage and thighs and hips From the nape of her neck to her lipstick lips Chopped and channeled and lowered and louvered And a cheater slicks and baby moons Tricky and Dicky from gay Paree This is all hot burlesque for me Shes hot and ready, she gets em goin steady The band is shit an thats a summary Bazootan zadan zootan zadan zootan zadan zay Bazootan zadan zootan zadan zootan Al Cohn Bazootan zadan zootan zadan zootan zadan zay Bazootan zadan zootan zadan zootan Al Cohn Crawlin on her belly, shakin like jelly I get my pussy from a Chinese deli Listen sweetheart, if you want for more Squash your cigarette butts on the floor I Like Mimi and you like Jane What was the girl in the snakeskins name? I hear this is early bird matinee And I can come back most any day You get yourself somethin that you cant get at home You get yourself somethin that you cant get at home Youre checkin out somethin, better check it at home Youre checkin out somethin, better check it at home Pasties and a g-string, takin off her pants Why you wanna twirl, why dont ya give me chance Pasties and a g-string, a beer and a shot Since I got divorced this is all that I got Bazootan zadan zootan zadan zootan zadan zay Bazootan zadan zootan zadan zootan Al Cohn Bazootan zadan zootan zadan zootan zadan zay Bazootan zadan zootan zadan zootan Al Cohn Pasties and a g-string, really loud shit Checkin out my days, gettin sicker of this Gonna grab my iron, go to school, cut the town Thered be no strip tease and no hangin round Ridin out for Oprah with my Chinese bitch Gettin low and ugly with that yellow shit Checkin out my homies in a black Maserati Eight-balls are gunnin for a poetry party Bazootan zadan zootan zadan zootan zadan zay Bazootan zadan zootan zadan zootan Al Cohn Bazootan zadan zootan zadan zootan zadan zay Bazootan zadan zootan zadan zootan Al Cohn Checkin out somethin that you cant check out at home Checkin out somethin that you cant check out at home Checkin out somethin that you cant check out at home Checkin out somethin better check it at home Checkin out somethin that you cant check out at home Check it out, motherfuckers, check it at home Checkin out somethin that you cant check out at home Better check it out, you better check it at home

Well, I had me a girl in L.A I knew she couldnt stay Had me a girl in San Diego One day she just had to go And I had me a girl Tallahassee Boy what a foxy lassie And my doctor says Ill be alright But Im feelin blue And my doctor says Ill be alright And my doctor says Ill be alright And my doctor says Ill be alright But Im feelin blue And my doctor says Ill be alright And my doctor says Ill be alright And my doctor says Ill be alright And I had me a girl in Mississippi Oh, she sure was kippy Had me a girl in England She done split for the mainland And I had me a girl in New York She up and pulled my cork And my doctor says Ill be alright But Im feelin blue And my doctor says Ill be alright And my doctor says Ill be alright And my doctor says Ill be alright But Im feelin blue And my doctor says Ill be alright And my doctor says Ill be alright And my doctor says Ill be alright Then I had me a girl in North Dakota She was just fillin her quota Then I had me a girl in Chula Vista I was in love with her sister Then I had me a girl in And my doctor says Ill be alright But Im feelin blue And my doctor says Ill be alright And my doctor says Ill be alright And my doctor says Ill be alright But Im feelin blue And my doctor says Ill be alright And my doctor says Ill be alright And my doctor says Ill be alright Then I had me a girl in France Just wanted to get in my pants Had me a girl in Toledo Boy she sure was neato Then I had me a girl in North Carolina Shes still on my mind And my doctor says Ill be alright But Im feelin blue And my doctor says Ill be alright And my doctor says Ill be alright And my doctor says Ill be alright But Im feelin blue And my doctor says Ill be alright And my doctor says Ill be alright And my doctor says Ill be alright

TW: She drove a big ol Lincoln with suicide doors and a sewing machine In the back KN: Thousand bing bangs near the end. Nothings ever what it was TW: And a light bulb that looked like an alligator egg was mounted up Front on the hood KN: Had myself a kind of brainstorm. Took a table spoon of buzz TW: And she had a tattoo gun that shed made herself from a cassette Motor and a guitar string KN: X-ray eyes can see right through me. Naked thought, put on your Clothes TW: And she always had leaves in her hair KN: You hear that funny laughing? Just the caw of ancient crows TW: And she cut two holes in the back of her dress, cause she had these Scapular wings KN: Somewhere near the raveled edges, by the pool of Think-a-Bit TW: And they were covered with feathers and electrical tape, and when She got good and drunk she would sing KN: Once again the notion hits me: Half is quite a bit of wit TW: About Elkhart, Indiana, where the wind is tall and folks mind their Own business KN: Power up that upper story. Ten percent is all you use TW: And she had a hundred old baseballs that shed taken from kids, and She collected bones of all kinds KN: Take a flight of simple fancy. Youre the one who has to choose TW: And she lived in a trailer under the bridge, and she made her own Whiskey and gave cigarettes to kids KN: Okay. All right for you. Look into the tigers eye TW: And shed been struck by lightning seven or eight times, and she Hated the mention of rain KN: See if you can see the desert. Pour a drink, my throat is dry TW: And she made up her own language and she wore rubber boots. She Could fix anything with string KN: Poetry aint gonna catch me. Climb up this high plateau TW: And her lips were like cherries, and she was stronger than any man And she smelled like nutmeg and piss KN: Finish up what you were thinking, just a day or so ago TW: And she put mud on a bee sting I got at the crick, and she gave me My very first kiss KN: Illustrate for visionaries: Go buy a doodle pad. Basically

Well the dawn cracked hard just like a bull whip Cause it wasnt takin no lip from the night before And it shook out the street, the stew bums showed up Like bounced checks, rubbin their necks And the sky turned the color of Pepto-Bismol And the parking lots growled My old sports coat full of promissory notes And a receipt from a late night motel The hawk had his whole family out There in the wind, and hes got a message For you to beware cause he be kickin your Ass in, in a cold blooded fashion Dishin out more than a good man can bear I got shoes untied, shirt tails out, aint got a Ghost of a chance with this old romance Just an apartment for rent down the block Ivar Theater with live burlesque Man the managers scowlin, feet on his desk Boom boom against the curtain Youre still hurtin And then push came to shove, shove came to biff Girls like that just lay you out stiff Maybe Ill go to Cleveland or Get me a tattoo or somethin, my brother In law lives there And its a skid mark tattoo on the asphalt blue Was that a Malibu Liz Taylor and Montgomery Clift Coming on to the broads with the Same ol riff. Hey baby why dont you come up to My place, well listen to some Smooth music on the stereo, no thank you, she said Got any Stan Getz records? No, man, I got Smothers Brothers So I combed back my Detroit Jacked up my pegs, wiped my Stacy Adams Jacknifed my legs, yea I got designs On a moving violation Yeah baby, you put me on hold and Im Out in the wind and its getting Mighty cold... Colder than a gut shot bitch wolf dog With 9 sucking pups pullin a 4 trap Up a hill in the dead of winter In the middle of a snowstorm With a mouth full of porcupine quills Yea well I dont need you baby Its a well known fact Im 4 sheets to the wind Im glad youre gone Im glad youre gone Im finally alone Glad youre gone, but I Wish youd come home And I struggled out of bed Cause the dawn was crackin hard just like a bullwhip And it wasnt takin no lip from the night before As it shook out the streets the stew bums Showed up just like bounced checks Rubbin their necks, and the sky turned the Color of Pepto-Bismol And my old sports coat full of promissory notes And the hawk had his whole family out there In the wind, he got a message for you to beware Kickin your ass in, in a cold blooded fashion He be dishin out more than a good man can bear Well lets take it to Bakersfield Get a little apartment somewhere

Ive come 500 miles just to see your halo Come from St. Petersburg, Scarlett and me When I open my eyes, I was blind as can be And to give a man luck, he must fall in the sea And she wants you to steal and get caught For she loves you for all that you are not When youre falling down, falling down When youre falling down, falling down, falling down You forget all the roses dont come around on Sunday Shes not gonna choose you for standing so tall Go on take a swig of that poison and like it And now dont ask for silverware, dont ask for nothing Go on and put your ear to the ground You know youll be hearing that sound, falling down Youre falling down, falling down Falling down, falling down Falling down When youre falling down, falling down, falling down Go on down see that wrecking ball come swing in on her now Everyone knew that hotel was a goner They broke all the windows and took all the door knobs And they hauled it away in a couple of days Now someone yelled timber, take off your hat We all look smaller down here on the ground When youre falling down, falling down, falling down Falling down, falling down Falling down Someones falling down, falling down, falling down Falling down, falling down Falling down

Well you can hang me in a bottle like a cat Let the crows pick me clean but for my hat Where the wailing of a baby Meets the footsteps of the dead Were all mad here And the devil sticks his flag into the mud Mrs Carol has run off with Reverend Judd Hell is such a lonely place And your big expensive face will never last Have I told you all about the eyeball kid? He was born alone inside a petri dish He was born without a body or a brow And youll die with the rose still on your lips And in time the heart-shaped bone that was your hips And all the worms They will climb the rugged ladder of your spine Were all mad here And my eyeballs roll this terrible terrain And were all inside a decomposing train And your eyes will die like fish And the shore of your face will turn to bone Hang me in a bottle like a cat Let the crows pick me clean but for my hat Where the wailing of a baby Meets the footsteps of the dead Were all mad here