Give me a sad song that I can hold on to
Anything to set me free
Just one big cry, big tears in my eyes
To wash you away from me
I need a night all by myself
Got some things I need to work out
I got this fever that just won't break
I got some troubles I got to shake
Give me, give me
I know, I know I'm gonna have to cleanse my soul
If I'm ever gonna get back on my way
One night, one night, one dark and lonely night
And then will come a brighter day
Just give me one night, one night, one dark and lonely night

I like big cars,
Like the one that's sittin' in my Grandpa's yard.
He'll say: "they don't make 'em like that no more,
"Not Pontiac, Cadillac, Chevy or Ford."
Big cars.
Yeah, I like big cars.
She's got white wall tyres and suicide doors,
And under the hood, gotta four-fifty-four.
Well, they don't make 'em like that no more,
Not since nineteen seventy four.
Big cars.
Yeah, I like big cars.
Well, the paint's a little faded an' the seats are torn.
She was Detroit made, before I was born.
I remember when I turned sixteen,
Learnin' how to drive up an' down Main Street.
Big cars.
Yeah, I like big cars.
Instrumental break
Well, the paint's a little faded an' the seats are torn.
She was Detroit made, before I was born.
I remember when I turned sixteen,
Learnin' how to drive up an' down Main Street.
Yeah, I like big cars.
Cruisin' with my friends down the Boulevard,
Drive-in movies, Jimmy playin' guitar.
They don't make 'em like that no more,
Not Pontiac, Cadillac, Chevy or Ford.
Big cars.
Yeah, I like big cars.
Cruisin' with my friends down the Boulevard,
Drive-in movies, Jimmy playin' guitar.
Big cars.
Yeah, I like big cars.
They don't make 'em like that no more,
Not Pontiac, Cadillac, Chevy or Ford.
Big cars.
Yeah, I like big cars.
Big cars.

(Spoken:) Lord have mercy, got to tell it, tell it just like it is, ev抮y word.
Yeah! I was living in St. Louis
In the year of nineteen fifty five
Mama didn抰 have no great mansion,
Just a little old country dive.
Papa worked all week long,
Try抧?to keep us six kids alive.
So I hitch hiked to Chicago
Just to hear Muddy Waters play
I sat and listened to him sing
Until the early hours of day
I asked him what I could do to make it
And it was he who showed me the way
I went back home and wrote a song
And made a record I could claim
The little tune jumped on the charts
And rode me right on up to fame
It netted over ten thousand dollars
And added glory to my name
I was standing at the airport
With my guitar in my hand
And a first class ticket
Destination movie land
I will be in Hollywood, Mama
Before the roosters crow again
When I first started playing music
Over sixteen years ago
Every big town in the country
From St. Francisco to Baltimore
Trying to bring some happy hours
Doing the only thing I know
Can抰 help it, but I love it
Stand here, sing to you
Brings back so many memories
Many things we used to do
慣ill I see you here again

Intro: "All the way to the bottom, Maggie! You made it!
AAAAAGGGGGHHHH!!!"
Here are words I may not read
(Big Car can be seen)
Shine headlights on me
Here are paths I may not tread
(Big Car can be seen)
Shine headlights on me
C If you ever thought to calm down
Come down and see me / It's now I need you
and never an unkind word need be said
about your life overhead
Here are calls I may not hear
(Big Car can be seen)
Shine headlights on me
Here are sights I may not see
(Big Car can be seen)

Hail mary, Heaven willing
Let a blanket cover everything
Hold us high, hold aside
Mother don't let us die before the springtime
I don't need any love
'Cause I've got the elements
Electric light, electric license
I can add it all up, one plus one
Hail mary, Heaven willing
Let a blanket cover everything
Hold us high, hold aside
Mother don't let us die before the springtime
I don't need any love
'Cause I've got the elements
Electric light, electric license
I can add it all up, one plus one
And your face fits in the frame so
Like your footprints in the fake snow
Sky sight now, a strobe light
Black to white then
Black to white and
Black to white then
Back to gray again
Hail mary, Heaven willing
Let a blanket cover everything
Hold us high, hold aside
Mother don't let us die before the springtime
I don't need any love
'Cause I've got the elements
Electric light, electric license
I can add it all up, one plus one
And your face fits in the frame so
Like your footprints in the fake snow
Sky sight now, a strobe light
Black to white then
Black to white and
Black to white then
Back to gray again
And if you do not mind, I will not stay
If you can climb I will find a way
If you do not mind, I will not stay
If you can climb I will find a way
Hail mary, Heaven willing
Let a blanket cover everything