King Tut (King Tut)
Now when he was a young man
He never thought he'd see (King Tut)
People stand in line
To see the boy king (King Tut)
How'd you get so funky (Funky Tut)
Did you do the monkey
(Born in Arizona)
(Moved to Babylonia, King Tut)
(King Tut) Now, if I'd known
They'd line up just to see him (Funky Tut)
I'd trade in all my money
And bought me a museum (King Tut)
Buried with a donkey (funky Tut)
He's my favorite honkey
(Born in Arizona)
(Moved to Babylonia, king Tut)
Dancin' by the Nile (disco Tut)
The ladies love his style (boss Tut)
Rockin' for a mile (rockin' Tut)
He ate a crocodile
He gave his life for tourism (King Tut)
(Tut, tut, tut, tut)
Golden idol
(Tut, tut, tut, tut)
He's an Egyptian
(Tut, tut, tut, tut)
They're sellin' you (King Tut)
Now, when I die
Now don't think I'm a nut
Don't want no fancy funeral
Just one like ole King Tut (King Tut)
He coulda won a Grammy (King Tut)
Buried in his Jammies
(Born in Arizona)
(Moved to Babylonia)
(He was born in Arizona)
Got a condo made of stone-a
I'm Walking Away
Like Dear Abby Told Me
I'm Walking Away
My Shrink Gave His O.K.
I'm Walking Away
The Self Help Book ?Implored? Me
I'm Walking Away
Jubilation Day
-Solo Breakdown-
I'm Walking Away
My Best Friend All Had Warned Me
I'm Walking Away
Even Your Mom Said You Were Nuts
In My Dreams
You Wear A Red Cape and A Pitchfork
I'm Walking Away
Jubilation Day
-Solo Breakdown 2-
-Bass Solo-
I'm Walking Away
Let Me Get My Things
I'm Walking Away
Where'd You Hide My Banjo Strings
I'm Walking Away
I'll Be Over You by Lunch Time
I'm Walking Away
Jubilation Day
-Solo Section 3-
I'm Walking Away
Let's Always Remember The Good Times
I'm Walking away
Like When You Were Out Of Town
I'm Walking Away
But The Sex Was Great
I'm Walking Away
At least Thats What My Best Friends Brother Said
I'm Walking Away
You Know Your Right We Should Always Stay In Touch
I'm Walking Away
This Is Your New E-Mail Address Right?
Cheatin,pyscho,dish-throwin, hoe dot nut
Carolina time, grab the fishing line.
Gonna get old Jim with the yellow-backed fly.
Bought it in a store, paid a little more.
Gonna catch that fish with the yellow-backed fly.
Tried it last June with a lit firefly,
Layed it on the water with a perfect bullseye.
Well Jim made a splash, gone in a flash.
Beneath the water I heard him laugh.
I go at six am, quiet as a hymn.
Gonna catch old Jim with the Yellow-Backed Fly.
Gonna catch him right, gonna catch him quick.
Take him by surprise at the bottom of the crick (creek).
(Bridge)
He lives beneath a rock, underneath the shade.
I will have him made with the yellow-backed fly.
Here I am at last, lying in the grass.
A quiet little cast with the yellow-backed fly.
Felt a little tug, well Jim had bit the bug.
Then I let him run with the yellow-backed fly.
Jumped up on the land, spit it in my hand.
He said "Nice try with the yellow-backed fly".
(Bridge)
Then he swam away, I gave him a farewell.
Now I'm going home with a story to tell.
I put the truck in gear, I'll be back next year.
Gonna make a fly with a hypnotizing eye.
I go at six am, quiet as a hymn.
Gonna catch old Jim with the yellow-backed fly.
Twenty inches long, measured with a stick.
He's old Jim but to me he's Moby Dick.
I go at six am, quiet as a hymn.
Gonna catch old Jim with the yellow-backed fly.
Twenty inches long, measured with a stick.
Women like to slow dance,
They like it for the romance.
If you want half a chance,
You gotta learn to slow dance.
Find the girl you're thinkin' about, take a chance and take her out.
On the town to cut a rug, if she's the one you really love.
If you want that night to last, don't you try to move to fast.
Better not jump the gun, just relax and have some fun.
Women like to slow dance,
They like it for the romance.
If you want half a chance,
You gotta learn to slow dance.
(Bridge)
Take the time and learn to waltz, you'll overlook your other faults.
There's magic in 3/4 time, pace yourself and you'll be fine.
Slow and steady wins the race, it puts a smile there on her face.
She'll be satisfied and pleased, everytime, guaranteed.
Women like to slow dance,
They like it for the romance.
If you want half a chance,
You gotta learn to slow dance.
(Women like to slow... dance.)
They like it! They like it!
They really, really like it!
Hey I like it too!
It's romantic!
(They like it for the romance...)
(Bridge)
Women like to slow dance,
They like it for the romance.
If you want half a chance,
You gotta learn to slow dance.
Women like to slow dance,
They like it for the romance.
If you want half a chance,
You gotta learn to slow dance.
(Women Like to slow...)
If I gave you pretty flowers
If I took you out to dinner
If we walked home by the river
Would you invite me here?
If we sat down on the sofa
If I told you funny stories
If I moved a little closer
Would you put your hand on mine?
If I told you you were lovely
If I put my arm around you
If I touched you on your shoulder
Would you rest your hand on mine?
If I took you out to dinner
If I moved a little closer
And I touched you on the shoulder
Would you make love to me?
Ahh...
Mmm...
Oh my darling I have loved you
Since you took me out to dinner
Since we walked down by the river
Over 30 years ago
When you told me that you loved me
I hadn't felt so lovely
Since the day I decided
That I would marry you
Oh... oh oh oh...
Ooooo...
Well I took you out to dinner
And I told you funny stories
And I moved a little closer
And you made love to me
If I gave you pretty flowers
If I took you out to dinner
If we walked down by the river
La la la la la la la
Oh oh oh oh
Ooooo...
More bad weather on the way...
-Banjo Solo-
-Instrumental-
More bad weather on the way...
More bad weather on the way...
-Instrumental-
More bad weather on the way...
More bad weather on the way...
-Instrumental-
More bad weather on the way...
More bad weather on the way...
woke up this mornin,
clock said I was late for school,
teacher told me "that's not cool"
gotta put my shirt and pants on,
flew down the front stair,
wet my fingers and slicked my hair,
elbowed grandma passing by,
her face went into a pie.
If I'm late there's misery,
I won't be up on history,
I'll be in the English grammar slammer,
and I got a C.
Got a warning last semester,
told my mom and that depressed her,
promised dad I won't be late, so gotta accelerate,
let's go!
Ran out the front door,
moving like a meteor,
i sped across the front lawn quickly,
missed the bus, my shoelace tripped me,
rounded the corner,
homework flying as I go,
neighbor shouted "tally ho!"
and gave a standing O.
Lept across three lawn flamingos,
waved to Sal, (he's Filipino)
jumped the fence,
and found that I was headed toward a pool.
in the air I did look funny,
on tv I'd make some money,
waved my arms and legs like mad
to alter where I'd land, WHOO!
Aimed for the rubber boad,
hit instead the kiddie float.
I began to lose control,
I'm so glad I learned to log roll.
jumped onto the diving board,
bounced off it then headed toward,
a jungle gym,
i bounced just right and caught onto a kite.
WHOA!
up so high, i see the school,
8AM, that's the rule!
flying slowly, time is marking,
down below the dogs are barking,
I feel like I'm sailing,
but uh-oh, the wind is failing,
now I'm headed downward, groundward,
clownward to the school.
on the football field I crashed,
50-yard line, perfect smash,
grabbed my books and so begins
my frantic final dash.
down the hall i ricochet,
trophy cases in the way,
the other kids are all in class,
I wish that I were they, WHOA!
ALMOST THERE!
I see the clock ends with the light,
8AM exactly right!
I pull a handle with a fight,
the door is locked and that's not right
there's not a person here today,
is everybody out to play?
now i'm thinking and it's sinking in,
it's saturday!
OHH!! I could have stayed in bed!
I'm out the school gate
wish that I could aviate,
or possibly evaporate,
I'll be home and back in bed soon,
my dad is waiting
"what the heck were you up to,
let's go fishing,
my oh my, your grandma's face is in a pie"
This is really something,
I'm with dad and fish are jumping,
mom gave me a new alarm
to set for monday morn.
never wanna be late for school'
never wanna be the classroom fool,
I'd be in the English grammar, slammer,
and I get a D!
Now my feet are doing dances,
HIP HOORAY for second chances!
I don't wanna lose you,
I know you think I do.
I know I must confuse you,
I swear I don't mean to.
When I say I love you,
You know just what I mean.
My thoughts not quite in heaven,
Somewhere in between.
Go away, stop, turn around, come back.
Go away, stop, come back.
Go away, stop, turn around, come back.
Go away, stop, come back.
I don't want to offend you,
Wrong to be that way.
Don't know where to send you,
Here or far away.
Let's just say it's over,
Time to move along.
Wait it's Tuesday evening,
Our favorite show is on.
Go away, stop, turn around, come back.
Go away, stop, come back.
Go away, stop, turn around, come back.
Go away, stop, come back.
Go away, stop, turn around, come back.
Go away, stop, come back.
Go away, stop, turn around, come back.
Go away, stop, come back.
When I say I love you,
You know just what I mean.
My thoughts not quite in heaven,
Somewhere in between.
I don't wanna lose you,
I know you think I do.
I know I must confuse you,
I swear I don't mean to.
Go away, stop, turn around, come back.
Go away, stop, come back.
Go away, stop, turn around, come back.
Go away, stop, come back.
Go away, stop, turn around, come back.
Go away, stop, come back.
Daddy played the banjo 'neath the yellow tree
It rang across the backyard, an old time melody
I loved to hear the music, I was only five
I listened as his fingers made the banjo come alive
Sometimes I wake up at night and hear a distant tune
The banjo would echo 'round my childhood moon
I'd sneak down the backstairs, daddy never knew
And grab a broom and make believe I was pickin' tunes
One day daddy put my fingers down upon the strings
He picked it with his other hand, we made the banjo ring
Now the music takes me back across the yellow days
To the summers with my dad and the tunes he played
Well, I'm just tellin' lies about the things I did
See, I'm that banjo player who never had a cue
Now I sit beneath that yellow tree
Hopin' that a kid somewhere is listening to me
Daddy played the banjo 'neath the yellow tree
It rang across the backyard and wove a spell on me
Now the banjo takes me back through the foggy haze
Where memories of what never was become the good old days
When you said goodbye, I thought I would cry
Or at least feel the dark of a deep shade of blue
I would have to attend to a heart on the mend
And would fight back memories of you.
You affected my life, oh I cannot deny that
You made believe that life's not for free.
But anger and scorn are not what I live for
So my darling I'll leave that to you.
I sat one night, in the glow of firelight
And I played all my favorite tunes you dislike.
Some friends made a call, let's go casual;
Tonight is the Calico Ball.
Now I'm feeling alive with a man on each side
With my heart in tow is the most apropos
And each swing round the room lifts and spins off the gloom
And every step takes me further from you.
That night at the dance, after all our romance
Made me feel like a woman in bloom.
Romance it is true, it is useful for you
But for me now my star is true.
Then a man came to me, I said yes I am free
And I undid the clasp of my gold ball and chain.
I danced in his charms, was completely disarmed,
Now I'm riding along on the Calico Train.
Sorrow and strain, they can both long remain
They can take you and leave you alone and insane.
But freedom's in sight, if the road in the night
Is lit by the light of the Calico Train.
Joy is the word now, that's guiding my life.
My step is much quicker since you said goodbye.
The blood flowing through me has turned to champagne,
[Narration]
You know, religious people have such beautiful music and art;
And athiests really have nothing...
Until now!
A little tune called "Athiests Don't Have No Songs"
[Lyrics]
[Narration]
You know, religious people have such beautiful music and art;
And athiests really have nothing...
Until now!
A little tune called "Athiests Don't Have No Songs"
[Lyrics]
(Christians have)
Christians have their hymns and pages.
(Hymns and pages)
Hava Nagila's for the Jews.
(For the Jews)
Baptists have the rock of ages.
(Rock of ages)
Atheists just sing the blues.
(Romantics play)
Romantics play Claire de Lune.
(Claire de Lune)
Born agains sing He is risen.
But no one ever wrote a tune.
(Wrote a tune)
For godless existentialism.
(For godless existentialism)
For Atheists,
There's no good news.
They'll never sing,
A song of faith.
In their songs,
They have a rule.
The "he" is always lowercase.
The "he" is always lowercase.
(Some folks sing)
Some folks sing a Bach cantata.
(Bach cantata)
Lutherans get Christmas trees.
Atheist songs add up to nada.
(Up to nada)
But they do have Sundays free.
(Have Sundays free)
(Pentecostals sing)
Pentecostals sing, sing to heaven,
(Sing to heaven)
Coptic's had the books of scrolls,
(Numerologists count)
Numerologists count, count to seven,
(Count to seven)
Atheists have rock and roll.
For Atheists,
There's no good news.
They'll never sing,
A song of faith.
In their songs,
They have a rule.
The "he" is always lowercase.
The "he" is always lowercase.
Atheists
... Atheists
... Atheists
Don't Have No SONGS!
(Christians have)
Christians have their hymns and pages.
(Hymns and pages)
Hava Nagila's for the Jews.
(For the Jews)
Baptists have the rock of ages.
(Rock of ages)
Atheists just sing the blues.
Catholics,
Dress up for Mass.
And listen to,
Gregorian chants.
Atheists,
Just take a pass.
Watch football in their underpants.
Watch football in their underpants.
Atheists
... Atheists
... Atheists
Don't Have No SONGS!
(Don't Have No Songs)
(Christians have)
Christians have their hymns and pages.
(Hymns and pages)
Hava Nagila's for the Jews.
(For the Jews)
Baptists have the rock of ages.
(Rock of ages)
Atheists just sing the blues.
(Romantics play)
Romantics play Claire de Lune.
(Claire de Lune)
Born agains sing He is risen.
But no one ever wrote a tune.
(Wrote a tune)
For godless existentialism.
(For godless existentialism)
For Atheists,
There's no good news.
They'll never sing,
A song of faith.
In their songs,
They have a rule.
The "he" is always lowercase.
The "he" is always lowercase.
(Some folks sing)
Some folks sing a Bach cantata.
(Bach cantata)
Lutherans get Christmas trees.
Atheist songs add up to nada.
(Up to nada)
But they do have Sundays free.
(Have Sundays free)
(Pentecostals sing)
Pentecostals sing, sing to heaven,
(Sing to heaven)
Gothics had the books of scrolls,
(Numerologists count)
Numerologists count, count to seven,
(Count to seven)
Atheists have rock and roll.
For Atheists,
There's no good news.
They'll never sing,
A song of faith.
In their songs,
They have a rule.
The "he" is always lowercase.
The "he" is always lowercase.
Atheists
... Atheists
... Atheists
Don't Have No SONGS!
(Christians have)
Christians have their hymns and pages.
(Hymns and pages)
Hava Nagila's for the Jews.
(For the Jews)
Baptists have the rock of ages.
(Rock of ages)
Atheists just sing the blues.
Catholics,
Dress up for Mass.
And listen to,
Gregorian chants.
Atheists,
Just take a pass.
Watch football in their underpants.
Watch football in their underpants.
Atheists
... Atheists
... Atheists
Don't Have No SONGS!
She had a child by that man from the bank
He was married with a son
All of her family said, "Give that child away
"Try to erase what you've done"
But when she held that sweet boy in her arms
None of their words meant a thing
And when she held that sweet boy in her arms
She heard the quiet angels sing
Love, love, love has come for you
Love, love, love has come for you
He grew up strong with a heart full of dreams
And a good mind to make them come true
He never gave her a day's worth of grief
She lit up when he came into the room
Love, love, love has come for you
Love, love, love has come for you
And she believed till the day that she died
He was given from Heaven on high
And on that day, he was right there by her side
When she heard the angels one more time
Love, love, love has come for you
How many people have cats?
1, 2, 3, 4... ok 10
Let me ask you this... do you trust em'?
Because I've gotta get a pair of cat handcuffs and I've gotta get em' right away
Just the little ones that go around the little front paws...
or maybe the manicles of 4 that get all 4 paws.
But what a drag
I found out my cat was embezzling from me!
Ya think ya know a cat for 10 years and he pulls something like this
Found out while I was away he would go out to the mailbox
pick up the checks, take em' down to the bank and cash them...
Disguised... as me
He had the little kitty arrow through the head
And the little kitty bunny ears
I wouldn't have caught him but I went outside to his house where he sleeps,
and there was about 3000 dollars worth of cat toys out there!
And you can't return them cause they have spit all over em'!
So now I'm stuck with 3000 dollars worth of cat toys!
Sure... they're fun...
Got the little rubber mouse has a bell inside of it,
hahahahahahahahahaha
Boy I hate it when it goes under the sofa...
Carolina time, grab the fishing line.
Gonna get old Jim with the yellow-backed fly.
Bought it in a store, paid a little more.
Gonna catch that fish with the yellow-backed fly.
Tried it last June with a lit firefly,
Layed it on the water with a perfect bullseye.
Well Jim made a splash, gone in a flash.
Beneath the water I heard him laugh.
I go at six am, quiet as a hymn.
Gonna catch old Jim with the Yellow-Backed Fly.
Gonna catch him right, gonna catch him quick.
Take him by surprise at the bottom of the crick (creek).
(Bridge)
He lives beneath a rock, underneath the shade.
I will have him made with the yellow-backed fly.
Here I am at last, lying in the grass.
A quiet little cast with the yellow-backed fly.
Felt a little tug, well Jim had bit the bug.
Then I let him run with the yellow-backed fly.
Jumped up on the land, spit it in my hand.
He said "Nice try with the yellow-backed fly".
(Bridge)
Then he swam away, I gave him a farewell.
Now I'm going home with a story to tell.
I put the truck in gear, I'll be back next year.
Gonna make a fly with a hypnotizing eye.
I go at six am, quiet as a hymn.
Gonna catch old Jim with the yellow-backed fly.
Twenty inches long, measured with a stick.
He's old Jim but to me he's Moby Dick.
I go at six am, quiet as a hymn.
Gonna catch old Jim with the yellow-backed fly.
Twenty inches long, measured with a stick.
I like your Siamese cat
I like your cowboy hat
But I don't like your daughter
She's just so spoilt and mean
A regular teenage queen
You gave her everything but time
I'm breaking up with you
I don't want nothing to do with this
I ain't no glutton for punishment
She got you hoppin' like a frog
(Go bullfrog)
We'll never have a minute of peace
She never gonna leave us be
I didn't sign up for abuse
You let her get away with murder
You say you're so afraid you'll hurt her
Well I can see it's just no use
I'm breaking up with you
I like your Siamese cat
I like your cowboy hat
On a hill in Mold, North Wales
Sightings of a ghostly boy
Clad in gold glittering in the moonlight
King of boys your grave's been robbed
Sold for English Pounds
You can't wear your gold cape anymore
You don't roam the hillside like before
They took everything you had
And they left you cold like that
Long ago they stole a boy from the moonlight
King of boys your grave's been robbed
Sold for English Pounds
You can't wear your gold cape anymore
You don't roam the hillside like before
King of boys your grave's been robbed
You've been a friend of mine
For such a long, long time
Made me laugh and seen me cry
Called me to say hi
The world is such a crazy place
Full of joy and pain
What would I do without you
Here to keep me sane
I've seen revolving doors
I've been a stepping stone
I don't know what I did wrong
Why they left me alone
When everybody lets me down
You lift me up again
What would I do without you
My old, faithful friend
You've been a friend of mine
For such a long, long time
Made me laugh and seen me cry
Call me to say hi
Be courteous, kind, and forgiving
Be gentle and peaceful each day
Be warm and human and grateful
And have a good thing to say
Be thoughtful and trustful and childlike
Be witty and happy and wise
Be honest and love all your neighbors
Be obsequious, purple and clairvoyant
Be sure to stop at stop signs
And drive fifty-five miles an hour
Pick up hitchhikers foaming at the mouth
And when you get home get a master's degree in geology
Be pompous, obese, and eat cactus
Be dull and boring and omnipresent
Criticize things you don't know about
Be oblong and have your knees removed
(Ladies only) Never make love to Bigfoot
(Men only) Hello, my name is Bigfoot
(Everyone) Put a live chicken in your underwear
Johnny came over, and Jim did too
Looking for a home-cooked dinner
Momma in the kitchen said "you'll never get through cooking for the saints and sinners"
Get along, get along, get along Johnny
Get along, get along, get along Jimmy
One day the preacher came to our door, said mmm-mmm something sure smells good
Papa said "yes, and there's room for one more. come and help yourself if you would."
Get along, get along, get along preacher
Get along, get along, get along Papa
Every single time we sit down to eat, somebody's in the front yard
Old Miss Mary and her sister Mimi come over just to play cards
Get along, now
Go home
Get along, now
Go on
Get along now
That's right
Get along now
Goodnight
Get along, get along, get along Mary
Get along, get along, get along Mimi
Get along now
Go home
Get along now
Go on
Get along now
That's right
Get along now
Goodnight
Hurry shut the window before she could set free the fine aroma
Every stray dog in the neighborhood looking for a meal from Mama
Get along, get along, get along stray dog
Lonely broken feeling
Lonely to my soul
You got the look
You got the feel
You got the face of true love
You got the charm
You got appeal
I got to let you go
So long sweet embraces
So long summertime
You got the power
You got the faith
You got the El Camino
You got the night
You got the day
I got the ole dark cloud
The sun is gonna shine again
The sun is gonna shine again
Long time
I've been waiting a long time
Long enough
You got the song
You got the dance
You got the inspiration
You got it all palm of your hand
I got the rolling wheel
The sun is gonna shine again
The sun is gonna shine again
Something tells me it'll be alright
Something tells me it's gonna be okay
The sun is gonna shine again
Tell me she didn't go to the river
Tell me she didn't throw herself in
Yes she did daddy
Yes she did that
Yes she did daddy
Yes she did yes she did
Tell me she didn't leave her little children
Alone in the world with a drunken man
Yes she did daddy
Yes she did that
Yes she did daddy
Yes she did yes she did
Tell me she didn't give up on living
Do something crazy she can't take back
Yes she did daddy
Yes she did that
Yes she did daddy
Yes she did yes she did
Tell me she didn't leave everybody
Crying, weeping and hurting like that
Yes she did daddy
Yes she did that
Yes she did daddy
What's it gonna be when the enemy
When he tries to get in your head
It's a long, lonely night
When you tell him no, and you tell him go
And he shows you pictures instead
It's a long, lonely fight
Hey, hey, fighter
You can stay with me
Hey, hey, fighter
You can stay
Wooh, yeah, you can stay with me
Wooh, yeah, you can stay
When you let her in, thought she was a friend
And you find she's no friend at all
It's a hard, lonely time
And you let her see every little thing
In your heart, a clear crystal ball
It's a hard, lonely fight
Hey, hey, fighter
You can stay with me
Hey, hey, fighter
You can stay
Wooh, yeah, you can stay
Wooh, yeah, you can stay with me
Got no one to keep you warm
You feel the fire is dyin'
You can lie here by my side
Hey, hey, fighter
You can stay with me
Hey, hey, fighter
Won't you stay with me
Wooh, yeah, you can stay with me
Shawnee when you gonna come back
Shawnee when you gonna settle down
We were all talking at the family picnic
Eating fried chicken sitting on a blanket
Shawnee you don't know how I miss you
Shawnee I just wanna be with you
You know my creepy cousin with the handlebar mustache
He opened up a cold one and he sat on my lap
Shawnee in only you had been there
Shawnee he would've got his own chair
Shawnee when you gonna come home
Shawnee I'm just feeling so alone
You know my creepy cousin with the handlebar mustache
He opened up a cold one and he sat down on my lap
Shawnee if only you had been there
Painter would you paint my portrait
Paint me wearing the finest clothes in town
Make me look like I'm somebody
Make me a little younger than I am now
Will you please remember me
Remember me this way
Will you please remember me
I want to be remembered this way
Paint me with a happy family
Kids and dogs and babies all around
Paint us on the bank of a river
Put the horses and a house in the background
Will you please remember me
Remember me this way
Will you please remember me
I want to be remembered this way
Make it a work of art
A real sight to see
Make it a work of art
A real masterpiece
Don't forget my dear companion
Put someone who loves me by my side
Will you please remember me
Remember me this way
Will you please remember me
I want to be remembered this way
Painter would you paint my portrait
Thrown off the bridge
To the river by the ridge
Was the iron mountain baby
A man walking by
Said he heard a little cry
And he found him in a suitcase
Fifty feet down from the train to the ground
It's a miracle that he survived
What are the chances that a man would be standin' there
And take him home to his wife
Sarah Jane
Sarah Jane
Be a mama to the boy from the train
Five days old with a hand that could hold in a grip around your finger
Old Sarah Jane no she never did complain 'cause she loved the little
stranger
She brought him back to health
And she kept him for herself
When some women tried to claim him
"If you'd been a good mama then you never would've wanna
Gone and thrown him off of the train then"
Sarah Jane
Sarah Jane
Be a mama to the boy from the train
Woo oo baby!
Woo oo you're my baby now!
A picture in the paper
Showed the baby like an angel
With the savior and the suitcase
What kind of devil
Could have thrown the little fellow
Off the train in the first place
His mama musta died givin' birth to the child and the daddy went crazy
Got on the train with a heart full of pain and took it out on the baby
Sarah Jane
Sarah Jane
Be a mama to the boy from the train
Woo oo baby!
Woo oo you're my baby now!
A civil war vet went to see if he could get a bit of timber for a new barn
The number 4 sped from the train overhead came the itty bitty newborn
Woo oo baby!
![Letterman: Steve Martin interview [1986]](http://web.archive.org./web/20131031015226im_/http://i.ytimg.com/vi/8NDIOFvQq_o/default.jpg "Letterman: Steve Martin interview [1986]")
