Photographs & Memories: His Greatest Hits by Jim Croce ( Full Album )
Jim Croce Behind The Music.
Jim Croce - 1974 His Greatest Hits
Jim Croce - Operator (Live) [remastered 16:9]
Jim Croce - Time in a bottle - 1973
Jim Croce - The Collection (Full Album)
Jim Croce Video Tape Network (VTN) Concert 1973
Jim Croce - I Got a Name (1973)
Jim Croce - I'll Have To Say I Love You In A Song (1973)
Jim Croce - You Don't Mess Around With Jim (Live) (2nafish)
Jim Croce - Greatest Hits - I Got A Name
Jim Croce - Lovers Cross - BBC
Jim Croce - Greatest Hits - You Don't Mess Around With Jim
Jim Croce - Age
Photographs & Memories: His Greatest Hits by Jim Croce ( Full Album )
Jim Croce Behind The Music.
Jim Croce - 1974 His Greatest Hits
Jim Croce - Operator (Live) [remastered 16:9]
Jim Croce - Time in a bottle - 1973
Jim Croce - The Collection (Full Album)
Jim Croce Video Tape Network (VTN) Concert 1973
Jim Croce - I Got a Name (1973)
Jim Croce - I'll Have To Say I Love You In A Song (1973)
Jim Croce - You Don't Mess Around With Jim (Live) (2nafish)
Jim Croce - Greatest Hits - I Got A Name
Jim Croce - Lovers Cross - BBC
Jim Croce - Greatest Hits - You Don't Mess Around With Jim
Jim Croce - Age
Jim Croce - Bad Bad Leroy Brown (Live) [remastered 16:9]
Jim Croce on "The Helen Reddy Show" U.S. TV 1974 (2 songs)
Jim Croce - Greatest Hits - Lover's Cross
Jim Croce - Greatest Hits - Time In A Bottle
Jim Croce - Time in a bottle ✰ Quicksilver ✰ Days of future past
Jim Croce - These Dreams (Live) [16:9]
TIME IN A BOTTLE JIM CROCE WITH LYRICS
Jim Croce - Roller Derby Queen (Live) [remastered 16:9]
JIM CROCE- "OPERATOR"
Jim Croce - Lover's Cross (Live) [remastered 16:9]
Jim Croce - New York's Not My Home (Live) [remastered 16:9]
Jim Croce - One Less Set Of Footsteps (Live) [16:9]
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Jim Croce - I Got a Name ('73)
Jim Croce - 1972 The Agora, Cleveland
Jim Croce - Workin' At The Car Wash Blues (Live) [remastered 16:9]
Jim Croce - Rapid Roy (The Stock Car Boy) (Live) [16:9]
JIM CROCE - I'LL HAVE TO SAY I LOVE YOU IN A SONG
Jim Croce - Time In A Bottle 1973
Jim Croce - Hey Tomorrow (With Lyrics)
Jim Croce - Bad Bad Leroy Brown (Midnight Special - 1973)
Jim Croce - Working at the Car Wash Blues.
Coyote McCloud WMAK Jim Croce Interview 1973
Family Croce on Dutch TV
Jim Croce "One Of A Kind" 1973 KCET-TV (Part 1 of 2)
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A.J. Croce - Interview
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James Joseph "Jim" Croce (/ˈkroʊtʃi/; January 10, 1943 – September 20, 1973) was an American singer-songwriter. Between 1966 and 1973, Croce released five studio albums and 11 singles. His singles "Bad, Bad Leroy Brown" and "Time in a Bottle" were both number one hits on the Billboard Hot 100 charts.
Croce was born in South Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, on January 10, 1943, to Jim and Flora Croce, and grew up in a family of Italian background. Croce took a strong interest in music at a young age. At five, he learned to play his first song on the accordion, "Lady of Spain."
Croce attended Upper Darby High School in Drexel Hill, Pennsylvania. After his graduation in 1960, Croce went to Malvern Preparatory School for one year before deciding to enroll at Villanova University in 1961. During his time as a student, Croce became a member of the Villanova Singers and the Spires. When the Spires performed off-campus gigs or made professional recordings, it was under the name, "The Coventry Lads". Jim was also a student disc jockey at WKVU.
Helen Reddy (born 25 October 1941) is an Australian-American singer and actress often referred to as the "Queen of 70s Pop". In the 1970s, she enjoyed international success, especially in the United States, where she placed fifteen singles in the Top 40 of the Billboard Hot 100. Six of those 15 songs made the Top 10 and three of those songs reached No. 1, including her signature hit "I Am Woman." She also placed 25 singles on the Billboard Adult Contemporary charts. Fifteen of those singles made the Top 10 and 8 of those reached No. 1. She was also the first Australian to win a Grammy Award and to have three #1 hits in the same year. In television, Helen was the first Australian to host her own one-hour weekly primetime variety show on an American network, along with several specials that were seen in over forty countries. Helen retired from live performance in 2002 and now practices as a clinical hypnotherapist and motivational speaker. In 2011, Billboard named her the #28 AC artist (#9 among women) of all time. She lives in Australia.
Operator, well could you help me place this call
See the number on the matchbook is old an faded
She's living in L.A
With my best old ex friend Ray
Guy she said she knew well and sometimes hated
(CHORUS)
But isn't that the way they say it goes
But let's forget all that
And give me the number if you can find it
So I can call just to tell them I'm fine and to show
I've overcome the blow
I've learned to take it well
I only wish my words could just convince myself
That it just wasn't real
But that's not the way it feels
Operator, well could you help me place this call
Cause I can't read the number that you just gave me
There's something in my eyes
You know it happens every time
I think about the love that I thought would save me
(REPEAT CHORUS)
No, no, no, no, that's not the way it feels
Operator, let's forget about this call
No one there I really wanted to talk to
Thank you for your time
Oh you've been so much more than kind
You can keep the dime
(REPEAT CHORUS)
Oh Rapid Roy that stock car boy
He too much too believe
You know he always got an extra pack of cigarettes
Rolled up in his T-shirt sleeve
He got a tattoo on his arm that say "Baby"
He got another one that just say "Hey"
But every Sunday afternoon he is a dirt track demon
In a '57 Chevrolet
Oh Rapid Roy that stock car boy
He's the best driver in the land
He say that he learned to race a stock car
By runnin' shine outta Alabam'
Oh the Demolition Derby
And the Figure Eight
Is easy money in the bank
Compared to runnin' from the man
In Oklahoma City
With a 500 gallon tank
Oh Rapid Roy that stock car boy
He too much too believe
You know he always got an extra pack of cigarettes
Rolled up in his T-shirt sleeve
He got a tattoo on his arm that say "Baby"
He got another one that just say "Hey"
And Sunday afternoon he is a dirt track demon
In a '57 Chevrolet
Yeah Roy so cool
That racin' fool he don't know what fear's about
He do a hundred thirty mile an hour
Smilin' at the camera
With a toothpick in his mouth
He got a girl back home
Name of Dixie Dawn
But he got honeys all along the way
And you oughta hear 'em screamin'
For that dirt track demon
In a '57 Chevrolet
Oh Rapid Roy that stock car boy
He too much too believe
You know he always got an extra pack of cigarettes
Rolled up in his T-shirt sleeve
He got a tattoo on his arm that say "Baby"
He got another one that just say "Hey"
But every Sunday afternoon he is a dirt track demon
In a '57 Chevrolet
Operator, well could you help me place this call?
See, the number on the matchbook is old and faded.
She's living in L. A. with my best old ex-friend Ray,
A guy she said she knew well and sometimes hated.
Isn't that the way they say it goes? Well, let's forget all that
And give me the number if you can find it,
So I can call just to tell 'em I'm fine and to show
I've overcome the blow, I've learned to take it well --
I only wish my words could just convince myself
That it just wasn't real, but that's not the way it feels.
Operator, well could you help me place this call?
Well, I can't read the number that you just gave me.
There's something in my eyes, you know it happens every time --
I think about a love that I thought would save me.
Isn't that the way they say it goes? Well, let's forget all that
And give me the number if you can find it,
So I can call just to tell 'em I'm fine and to show
I've overcome the blow, I've learned to take it well --
I only wish my words could just convince myself
That it just wasn't real, but that's not the way it feels.
No, no, no, no -- that's not the way it feels.
Operator, well let's forget about this call --
There's no one there I really wanted to talk to.
Thank you for your time, ah, you've been so much more than kind.
And you can keep the dime.
Isn't that the way they say it goes? Well, let's forget all that
And give me the number if you can find it,
So I can call just to tell 'em I'm fine and to show
I've overcome the blow, I've learned to take it well --
I only wish my words could just convince myself
That it just wasn't real, but that's not the way it feels.
No, no, no, no -- that's not the way it feels.
Hey, tomorrow where are you goin'?
Do you have some room for me?
'Cause night is fallin' and the dawn is callin'
I'll have a new day if she'll have me
Hey, tomorrow I can't show you nothin'?
You've seen it all pass by your door
So many times I said I been changin'
Then slipped into patterns of what happened before
'Cause I've been wasted and I've over-tasted
All the things that life gave to me
And I've been trusted, abused and busted
And I've been taken by those close to me
Hey, tomorrow you've gotta believe
That I'm through wastin' what's left of me
'Cause night is fallin' and the dawn is callin'
I'll have a new day if she'll have me
'Cause I've been wasted and I've over-tasted
All the things that life gave to me
And I've been trusted, abused and busted
And I've been taken by those close to me
Hey, tomorrow where are you goin'?
Do you have some room for me?
'Cause night is fallin' and the dawn is callin'
I'll have a new day if she'll have me
My child arrived just the other day,
He came to the world in the usual way,
But there were planes to catch and bills to pay,
He learned to walk while I was away
And he was talking 'fore I knew it and as he grew
He'd say I'm gonna be like you, Dad
You know I'm gonna be like you
And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man on the moon
When you coming home dad, I don't know when,
But we'll get together then
You know we'll have a good time then
My son turned ten just the other day,
He said thanks for the ball, dad, come on let's play
Can you teach me to throw, I said not today
I got a lot to do, he said that's OK
And he, He walked away, but his smile never did, and said
I'm gonna be like him, yeah
You know I'm gonna be like him
And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man on the moon
When you coming home dad, I don't know when,
But we'll get together then
You know we'll have a good time then
Well, he came from college just the other day,
So much like a man, I just had to say
Son, I'm proud of you, can you sit for a while
He shook his head, and he said with a smile
What I'm feeling like, dad, is to borrow the car keys
See ya later, can I have them, please
And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man on the moon
When you coming home son, I don't know when,
But we'll get together then, dad
You know we'll have a good time then
I've long since retired, my son's moved away
I called him up just the other day
I said I'd like to see you if you don't mind
He said I'd love to dad, if I could find the time
You see my new job's a hassle, and the kids have the flu
But it's sure nice talking to you dad
It's been sure nice talking to you
And as I hung up the phone, it occured to me
He'd grown up just like me
My boy was just like me
And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man on the moon
When you coming home son, I don't know when,
But we'll get together then, dad
We're gonna have a good time then
Well out of Southern Illinois come a down home country boy
He gonna make it in the city playin' guitar in the studio
Well he hadn't been there an hour, when he met a Broadway flower
You know she took him for his money and she left him in a cheap hotel
Oh well it's easy for you to see that that country boy is me
Say and how am I ever gonna break the news to the folks back home
Well I was gonna be a great success
Things sure ended up a mess
But in the process I got messed up too
Chorus:
Hello Mamma and Dad I had to call collect
'Cause I ain't got a cent to my name
Well I'm sleepin' in the hotel doorway
And tonight they say it's gonna rain
And if you'd only send me some money
I'll be back on my feet again
Send it in care of the Sunday Mission
Box number ten
Well back in Southern Illinois they're still worryin' 'bout their boy
But this boy's goin' home soon's he get's the fare
Because as soon as I got my bread
I got a pipe upside my head
You know they left me in an alley
Took my money and my guitar, too
Chorus
Ol' man river, that ol' man river
He must know something but he don't say nothing
That ol' man river, he just keeps rollin' along
He don't plant 'taters, he don't plant cotton
'Cause them that plants them is soon forgotten
And ol' man river, he just keeps rollin' along
'Cause you and me, we sweat and strain
Body all achin' and wracked with pain
Tote that barge, lift that bale
Get a little drunk and you land in jail
But I get weary and sick of tryin' 'cause I'm tired of livin'
That ol' man river, he just keeps rollin' along
You and me, we sweat and strain
Body all achin' and wracked with pain
Tote that barge, lift that bale
Get a little drunk and you land in jail
But I get weary and sick of tryin'
Cause I'm tired of livin' but I'm scared of dyin'
Nobody loves a fat girl
But, oh, how a fat girl can love
Nobody seems to want me
I'm just a truck upon the highway of love
I'm all alone inside of my form
When ev'ry ounce of me is dyin' to keep somebody warm
Nobody loves a fat girl
But, oh, how a fat girl can love
Nobody loves a fat girl
But, oh, how a fat girl can love
Nobody seems to want me
I'm just a truck upon the highway of love
The only game I can get the boys to play
Is to have them sit around and try to guess how much I weigh
Nobody loves a fat girl
But, oh, how a fat girl can love, pretty mama
It's been too many years inside this prison
Too many years just for one little fight
He got what was comin' and I think
I served enough time, I'm goin' home tonight
That stone looks mighty cold and the guard
That walks that wall is just waitin' to get a convict
In his sights but if I can clear the top, you can bet
I'll never stop 'cause I'm goin' home tonight
Because stone walls do a prison, make iron bars a cage
Any man who says they don't, never been inside
'Cause in time the bars get closer and at night
The walls grow tighter, do you feel like
There's a shackle around your mind?
Now those guards are on my tail, I can hear those sirens wail
But I know that I'll get away and that I'll be alright
'Cause I'd rather live on the run, stand free in the morning sun
Then to spend another lonely prison night
Because stone walls do a prison, make iron bars a cage
Any man who says they don't, never been inside
'Cause in time the bars get closer and at night
The walls grow tighter, do you feel like
How come we can't talk the way we used to do?
Nothing seems to be the same
Have we forgotten all the things we knew
Was it you or I who changed?
We got to find the answer, let the secrets fly
Enough of telling stories and our well meaning lies
Things don't seem to be the same no matter how I tried
There's no rhythm to the rain
Wind still whispers through the leaves on high
But they no longer sing your name
We got to find the answer, let the secrets fly
Enough of telling stories and our well meaning lies
We got to try to build what we had in the past
Trying's half the battle if we lose it, we can't last
I heard myself just say the things, I could never say before
And listen to the rhythm of the rain
Wind just whispered through the leaves on high
And I thought, I heard them sing your name
We got to find the answer, let the secrets fly
Enough of telling stories and our well meaning lies
We got to try to build what we had in the past
Trying's half the battle if we lose it, we can't last
I heard myself just say the things I could never say before
And listen to the rhythm of the rain
Wind just whispered through the leaves on high
And I thought, I heard them sing your name
There's ice and snow on the northern roads
And the Jersey Pike is closed
Have to go and do some drivin' tonight
They say I'd be a fool if I would ride those icy roads
But a little storm ain't stoppin' me tonight
I'm gonna wear out the turnpike
Rack up those miles
Keep this rig a rollin', I'm in it every mile
'Cause she's in Oklahoma and I'm up in Maine
So diesel, sing a song that will bring me home again
Doodle doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doodle doo doo doo
There's a red light turnin' behind me
There's a trooper on my tail
I can tell I won't get to New York town on time
If he decides to pull me over
And if he gets me on the scale
I'm gonna have to tell a tale or take a fine
I'm gonna wear out the turnpike
Rack up those miles
Keep this rig a rollin', I'm in it every mile
'Cause she's in Oklahoma and I'm up in Maine
So diesel, sing a song that will bring me home again
Doodle doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doodle doo doo doo
With the snow against my windshield
I will run on through the night
There's not stoppin' me once I hit the road
'Cause the turnpike's like my second home
And I know it like my hand
So diesel, sing a song that'll bring me home again
I'm gonna wear out the turnpike
Rack up those miles
Keep this rig a rollin', I'm in it every mile
'Cause she's in Oklahoma and I'm up in Maine
So diesel, sing a song that will bring me home again
Doodle doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
If I could save time in a bottle
The first thing that I'd like to do
Is to save every day 'til eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you
If I could make days last forever
If words could make wishes come true
I'd save every day like a treasure and then
Again, I would spend them with you
But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do once you find them
I've looked around enough to know
That you're the one I want to go through time with
If I had a box just for wishes
And dreams that had never come true
The box would be empty except for the memory
Of how they were answered by you
But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do once you find them
I've looked around enough to know
That you're the one I want to go through time with
Pickin' wasn't easy
Kept you brown and thin
Been a child for every season
That the fruit was on the limb
Pack the truck Maria
Tell the kids, we're off again
Cross a dozen states or more
We'll teach 'em what we can
Teach 'em what we can
We can't do more
The land is good
But still the livin's poor
Harvest in September
Drought in mid July
January's peeking
Through a white lace gypsy sky
March rolls into April
Then plant and pray for rain
Sweat like hell in August
Run the circle once again
Run the circle once again
And then once more
The land is good
But still the livin's poor
Oregon in August
Michigan in May
Tryin' to make enough
To keep my family on its way
And buy the pickin' boss a drink
To keep working every day
You know it isn't honest
But you do it anyway
Do it anyway
To keep alive
I'd like to think about her and the way she used to love me
But I just can't live without her 'cause her arms are not around me
And the season's getting later and my body's getting colder
And the vespers ring and I'm all alone, without my love beside me
She'd call me in the evenin', ask me to come over
She'd be standing by the window, with her hair down around her shoulder
We'd talk a while and then she'd smile, then she'd lock the door
And she would sit beside me and we would talk no more
The bells would ring at six o'clock and she'd be in my arms
Her head upon my shoulder, gently resting
Then she'd wake and look at me not knowing I'd been watching
Kiss me softly, then drift off to sleep
She'd call me in the evenin' and ask me to come over
She'd be standing by the window, with her hair down around her shoulder
We'd talk a while and then she'd smile, then she'd lock the door
Gonna tell you a story that you won't believe
But I fell in love last Friday evenin'
With a girl I saw on a bar room T.V. screen
Well I was just gettin' ready to get my hat
When she caught my eye and I put it back
And I ordered myself a couple o' more shots and beers
The night that I fell in love with a Roller Derby Queen
Round and round, oh round and round
The meanest hunk o' woman
That anybody ever seen
Down in the arena
She was five foot six and two fifteen
A bleached-blonde mama
With a streak of mean
She knew how to knuckle
And she knew how to scuffle and fight
And the roller derby program said
That she was built like a 'fridgerator with a head
Her fans call her "Tuffy"
But all her buddies called her "Spike"
You know that I fell in love with a Roller Derby Queen
Round and round, oh round and round
The meanest hunk o' woman
That anybody ever seen
Down in the arena
Round and round, go round and round
Round and round, go round and round
Round and round
Well I could not help it
But to fall in love
With this heavy-duty woman
I been speakin' of
Things looked kind of bad
Until the day she skated into my life
Well she might be nasty
She might be fat
But I never met a person
Who would tell her that
She's my big blonde bomber
My heavy handed Hackensack mama
You know that I fell in love with a Roller Derby Queen
Round and round, oh round and round
The meanest hunk o' woman
That anybody ever seen
Down in the arena
Round and round, go round and round
Round and round, go round and round
Used to be that I could see
A reason to be happy 'cause I was free
But then, recently it seems
I?ve been lettin' your memory get to me
Used to be that I could pretend
That I wasn't really hurt back then
But then, recently it seems
I?ve been lettin' your memory get to me
'Cause memories can be friends
Or they can take you to a place
That you never thought you?d be again
And take you to a place
That you never ever thought
That you would see again
'Cause memories can be friends
Or they can take you to a face
That you never thought you?d be again
And take you to a face
That you never ever thought
That you would see again
Doesn?t matter now who was wrong
The future is tomorrow 'cause the past is gone
And I?m findin' that I?m not as strong
As I thought that I used to be
'Cause recently it seems
I drive a broke down rig on 'May-Pop' tires
Forty foot of overload
A lot of people say that I'm crazy
Because I don't know how to take it slow
I got a broomstick on the throttle
I got her opened up and head right down
Nonstop back to Dallas
Poppin' them West Coast turn-arounds
And they call me Speedball
Speedball Tucker
Terror of the highways
And all them other truckers
Will tell you that the boy is mad
To be drivin' in a rig like that
You know the rain may blow
The snow may snow
And the turnpikes, they may freeze
But they don't bother ol' Speedball
He goin' any damn way he please
He got a broomstick on the throttle
To keep his throttle foot a-dancin' 'round
With a cupful of cold black coffee
And a pocketful of West Coast turn-arounds
And they call me Speedball
Speedball Tucker
Terror of the highways
And all them other truckers
Will tell you that the boy is mad
To be drivin' in a rig like that
One day I looked into my rear view mirror
And a-comin' up from behind
There was a Georgia State policeman
And a hundred dollar fine
Well, he looked me in the eye as he was writin' me up
And said, "Driver, you've been flyin'
And ninety five was the route you were on
It was not the speed limit sign"
And they call me Speedball
Speedball Tucker
Terror of the highways
And all them other truckers
Will tell you that the boy is mad
To be drivin' in a rig like that
Yeah, they call me Speedball
Speedball Tucker
Terror of the highways
And all them other truckers
Will tell you that the boy is mad
Ol' man river, that ol' man river
He must know something, but he don't say nothing
That ol' man river, he just keep rollin' along
He don't plant 'taters, he don't plant cotton
'Cause them that plants them is soon forgotten
And ol' man river, he just keeps rollin' along
'Cause you and me, we sweat and strain
Body all achin' and wracked with pain
Tote that barge, lift that bale
Get a little drunk and you land in jail
But I get weary and sick of tryin'
'Cause I'm tired of livin' but I'm scared of dyin'
That ol' man river, he just keeps rollin' along
You and me, we sweat and strain
Body all achin' and wracked with pain
Tote that barge, lift that bale
Get a little drunk and you land in jail
But I get weary and sick of tryin'
'Cause I'm tired of livin' but I'm scared of dyin'
Well things were spinnin' round me
And all my thoughts were cloudy
And I had begun to doubt
all the things that were me
Been in so many places
You know I've run so many races
And looked into the empty faces
of the people of the night
And something is just not right
'Cause I know that
I gotta get out of here
I'm so alone
Don't you know that
I gotta get out of here
'Cause New York's not my home
Though all the streets are crowded
There's somethin' strange about it
I lived there bout a year
and I never once felt at home
I thought I'd make the big time
I learned a lot of lessons awful quick
And now I'm tellin' you
that they were not the nice kind
And it's been so long since
I have felt fine
That's the reason that
I gotta get out of here
I'm so alone
Don't you know that
I gotta get out of here
Well, she was standing by my dressing room after the show
Asking for my autograph and asked if she could go
Back to my motel room but the rest is just a tragic tale
Because five short minutes of lovin'
Done brought me twenty long years in jail
Well, like a fool in a hurry, I took her to my room
She casted me in plaster while I sang her a tune
Then I said, ooh wee, sure was a tragic tale
Because five short minutes of lovin'
Done brought me twenty long years in jail
Well, then a judge and a jury sat me in a room
They say that robbin' the cradle is worse than robbin' the tomb
Then I said, ooh wee, sure was a tragic tale
Wasn't worth it, wasn't worth it
Because five short minutes of lovin'
Done brought me twenty long years in jail
And when I get out of this prison, gonna be forty-five
I'll know, I used to like to do it but I won't remember why
I said, ooh wee, sure was a tragic tale
Wasn't worth it, wasn't worth it
Because five short minutes of lovin'
Done brought me twenty long years in jail
Because five short minutes of lovin'
If it were just another day
You know I might have stayed
But I couldn't hang around
To be beaten to the ground
You asked me for something
You know I couldn't lend
You tried to make me break
But it hurt too much to bend
And the more I see of what used to be our love, I find
That we've just been going nowhere
And we're never gonna get there
And we're wastin' our time
If I were just another guy
You know I might have tried
To fit into you schemes
And to have a plastic dream
You asked me for something
You know I couldn't lend
You tried to make me break
But it hurt too much to bend
And the more I see of what used to be our love, I find
That we've just been going nowhere
And we're never gonna get there
And we're wastin' our time
It was just another lie
I couldn't swallow when I tried
Just enough to realize
I'd been pretendin' all the time
You asked me for something
You know I couldn't lend
You tried to make me break
But it hurt too much to bend
And the more I see of what used to be our love, I find
That we've just been going nowhere
And we're never gonna get there
And we're wastin' our time
You asked me for something
You know I couldn't lend
You tried to make me break
But it hurt too much to bend
And the more I see of what used to be our love, I find
That we've just been going nowhere
And we're never gonna get there
And we're wastin' our time
And the more I see of what used to be our love, I find
That we've just been going nowhere
And we're never gonna get there
And we're wastin' our time
And the more I see of what used to be our love, I find
That we've just been going nowhere
And we're never gonna get there
And we're wastin' our time
And the more I see of what used to be our love, I find
That we've just been going nowhere
And we're never gonna get there
Well I know it's kind of late
I hope I didn't wake you
But what I got to say can't wait
I know you'd understand
Every time I tried to tell you
the words just came out wrong
So I'll have to say I love you in a song
Yeah I know it's kind of strange
But every time I'm near you
I just run out of things to say
I know you'd understand
Every time I tried to tell you
the words just came out wrong
So I'll have to say I love you in a song
(Instrumental)
Every time the time was right
all the words just came out wrong
So I'll have to say I love you in a song
Yeah I know it's kind of late
(kind of late)
I hope I didn't wake you
But there's something that I just got to say
(I know you'd understand)
I know you'd understand
Every time I tried to tell you
the words just came out wrong
Smoke another cigarette
Have another drink or two
Sit by the telephone 'til morning
She never tells me where she's goin'
But I think it's mighty plain
Maybe tomorrow she'll be back home again
She wasn't like this when I met her
Whatever made her change?
Now she never even says I love you
She just comes a-rollin' in
Never wanting to explain
Maybe tomorrow she'll be back home again
Wish that I could meet him
Just to tell him who I am
I would like to find out what he has that I don't have
She never says a thing about him but it's plain as day
She's going somewhere every evening
Can't take it too much longer, I think I'm goin' insane
Maybe tomorrow she'll be back home again
Wish that I could meet him
Just to tell him who I am
I would like to find out what he has that I don't have
She never says a thing about him but it's plain as day
She's going somewhere every evening
Can't take it too much longer, I think I'm goin' insane
She stood by the window and let down her hair
Asked if I knew that I shouldn't be there
Her lips said goodbye but her body said stay
I knew I should go but I stayed anyway
And they called her Child of Midnight
And they say she'd love whomever she'd find
But when morning came, I loved her
And she stayed there in my mind
She stood by the window and let down her hair
Asked if I thought that it was right
That she'd give her body and I'd give my mind
Looked for an answer all the night
And they called her Child of Midnight
And they say she'd love whomever she'd find
But when morning came I loved her
And she stayed there in my mind
She stood by the window and tied up her hair
Acted as if I had never been there
Her lips said goodbye and her body said stay
Knew I should go but I stayed anyway
And they called her Child of Midnight
And they say she'd love whomever she'd find
But when morning came I loved her
I don't gamble, I don't fight
I don't be hangin' in the bars at night
Yeah, I used to be a fighter
But now I am a wiser man
I don't drink much, I don't smoke
I don't be hardly mess around with no dope
Yeah, I used to be a problem
But now I am a careful man
But if you used to want to see a commotion
You shoulda seen the man that I used to be
I was trouble in perpetual motion
Trouble with a capital "T"
Stayin' out late, havin' fun
And shot off every single shot in my gun
Yeah, I used to be a lover
But now I'm an older man
But if you used to want to see a commotion
You shoulda seen the man that I used to be
I was trouble in perpetual motion
Trouble with a capital "T"
Stayin' out late, havin' fun
And shot off every single shot in my gun
Yeah, I used to be a terror
But now I am a tired man
Yeah, I used to be a terror
Big wheel, don't you roll?
Big diesel, don't you whine
Through the night as I'm runnin' down the road?
Big semi, don't you stop
'Cause if you do I'm not gonna make it back
To Baltimore with my load?
Well, the truck stop's warm and friendly
And the coffee keeps me up
And the waitress there would like to waste my time
But I'll have to pass it by
As it's down the road I fly
Just a racin' with that pocket watch of mine
An' big wheel, don't you roll?
Big diesel, don't you whine
Through the night as I'm runnin' down the road?
Big semi, don't you stop
'Cause if you do I'm not gonna make it back
To Baltimore with my load?
Smoke a-puffin', tires a-hummin'
Burnin' up the road
Countin' road signs and the miles to Baltimore
One eye out for weighin' stations
One for radar traps
They can't stop me 'cause my plans don't call for that
An' big wheel, don't you roll?
Big diesel, don't you whine
Through the night as I'm runnin' down the road?
Big semi, don't you stop
'Cause if you do I'm not gonna make it back
Lazy days in mid July
Country Sunday mornin'
Dusty haze on summer highways
Sweet magnolia callin'
But now and then I find myself
Thinkin' of the days
When we were walkin' in the Alabama Rain
Drive in movies, Friday nights
Drinkin' beer and laughin'
Somehow things were always right
I just don't know what happened
But now and then I find myself
Thinkin' of the days
When we were walkin' in the Alabama Rain
We were only kids but then
I never heard it said
That kids can't fall in love and feel the same
I can still remember the first time I told you I loved you
On a dusty mid July
Country summer's evenin'
A weepin' willow sang its lullabies
And shared its secrets
But now and then I find myself
Thinkin' of the days
When we were walkin' in the Alabama Rain
But now and then I find myself
Thinkin' of the days
When we were walkin' in the Alabama Rain
I've been up and down and around and round and back again
Been so many places I can't remember where or when
And my only boss was the clock on the wall and my only friend
Never really was a friend at all
(CHORUS)
I've traded love for pennies
Sold my soul for less
Lost my ideas in that long tunnel of time
And I've turned inside out and around about and back and then
Found myself right back where I started again
Once I had myself a million, now I only got a dime
Difference don't seem quite as bad today
With a nickle or a million I was searching all the time
For something that I'd never lost or left behind
(REPEAT CHORUS)
Well now I'm in my second circle and I'm heading for the top
I learned alot of things along the way
I'll be careful while I'm climbing cuz it hurts alot to drop
When your down nobody gives a damn anyway
Uptown got its' hustlers
The bowry got its' bums
And 42nd street got a big Jim Walker
He a pool-shootin' son of gun
Yeah he big and dumb
as a man can come
But he's stronger
than a country hoss
And when the bad folks
all get together at night
you know they all call
big Jim "boss"
Just because
(chorus 1)
And they say
You don't tug on Superman's cape
You don't spit into the wind
You don't pull the mask off
the ol' Lone Ranger
and you don't mess around with Jim
Well, out o' south Alabama
come a country boy
He said "I'm lookin'
for a man named Jim
I am a pool shootin' boy
My name is Willie McCoy
but down home they call me Slim"
"Yeah, I'm lookin' for the king of 42nd Street
He drivin' a drop-top Cadillac
And last week he took all my money and it may sound funny
but I come to get my money back"
And everybody say "Jack"
(Chorus 1)
Well, a hush fell over
the pool room as Jimmy come
boppin' in off the street
And when the cuttin' was done
the only part that wasn't bloody
was the soles of
the big man's feet
Yeah he was cut in 'bout
a hundred places and
he was shot in a couple more
And you better believe
they sung a different kind of story
when Big Jim hit the floor
(chorus 2)
And they say
You don't tug on Superman's cape
You don't spit into the wind
You don't pull the mask off
the ol' Lone Ranger
and you don't mess around with Slim
Operator
Oh could you help me
place this call?
You see the number
on the matchbook
is old and faded
She's livin' in L.A.
With my best old ex-friend Ray
A guy she said she knew well
and sometimes hated
(chorus)
Isn't that the way
they say it goes?
But let's forget all that
And give me the number
if you can find it
So I can call just
to tell 'em I'm fine and to show
I've overcome the blow
I've learned to take it well
I only wish my words
could just convince myself
that it just wasn't real
But that's not the way it feels
Operator
Oh could you help me
place this call?
'Cause I can't read the number
that you just gave me
There's something in my eyes
You know it happens every time
I think about the love
That I thought would save me
(chorus)
No, no, no, no
That's not the way it feels
Operator
Oh let's forget
about this call
There's no one there
I really wanted to talk to
Thank you for your time
Oh you've been so much
more than kind
You can keep the dime
Well, I just got out
of the county prison doin'
90 days for nonsupport
Tried to find me
an executive position
but no matter how smooth I talk
They wouldn't listen to the fact
that I was a genius
the man said we got
all that we can use
Now I got them steadily depressin'
low-down mind-messin'
workin' at the carwash blues
Well, I should be sittin'
in an air-conditioned
office in a swivel chair
Talkin' some trash to
the secratary sayin'
(spoken) "Hey now, Mama
come on over here"
But still I'm stuck here rubbin'
these fenders with a rag
and walkin' home in soggy old shoes
With them steadily depressin'
low-down mind-messin'
workin' at the car wash blues
You know a man of my ability
he should be smokin'
on a big cigar
But till I get myself straight
I guess I'll just have to wait
in my rubber suit rubbin' these cars
Well all I can do is shake my head
you might not believe that it's true
but workin' at this
indoor Niagara falls is
an undiscovered Howard Hughes
So baby, don't 'spect to see me
with no double martini in
any high-brow society news
'Cause I got them steadily depressin'
low-down mind-messin'
I'm walkin' back to Georgia
And I hope, she will take me back
Nothin' in my pockets
And all I own is upon my back
But she's the girl who said she loved me
On that hot dusty Macon road
And if she's still around, I'm gonna settle down
With that hard lovin' Georgia girl
I'm walkin' back to Georgia
She's the only one who knows
How it feels when you lose a dream
And how it feels when you dream alone
But she's the girl who said she loved me
On that hot dusty Macon road
And if she's still around, I'm gonna settle down
With that hard lovin' Georgia girl
Georgia can you hear me callin'
Oh, I'll be home in just a while
And if I had to I'd be crawlin'
Just to share another mornin' smile
You're the girl who said you loved me
On that hot dusty long ago
And if you're still around, I'm gonna settle down
With you my hard lovin' Georgia girl, because
Because I'm walkin' back to Georgia
And I hope she will take me back
Nothin' in my pockets
And all I own is upon my back
But she's the girl who said she loved me
On that hot dusty Macon road
And if she's still around, I'm gonna settle down
Well, I'm sorry for the things that I told you
But words only go so far and if I had my way
I would reach into heaven
And I'd pull down a star for a present
And I'd make you a chain out of diamonds
And pearls from a summer sea
But all I can give you is a kiss in the morning
And a sweet apology
Well, I know that it hasn't been easy
And I haven't always been around
To say the right words or to hold you in the mornin'
Or to help you when you're down
I know I never showed you much of a good time
But baby things are gonna change
I'm gonna make up for all of the hurt I brought
I'm gonna love away all your pain
And tomorrow's gonna be a brighter day
There's gonna be some changes
Tomorrow's gonna be a brighter day
This time you can believe me
No more cryin' in your lonely room
And no more empty nights
'Cause tomorrow mornin'
Everything will turn out right
Well, there's something that I've got to tell you
Yes I've got something on my mind
But words come hard when your lying in my arms
And when I'm looking deep into your eyes
But there's truth and consolation
And what I'm trying to say
Is that nobody ever had a rainbow baby
Until he had the rain
And tomorrow's gonna be a brighter day
There's gonna be some changes
Tomorrow's gonna be a brighter day
This time you can believe me
No more cryin' in your lonely room
And no more empty nights
'Cause tomorrow mornin'
Everything will turn out right
It's gonna, it's gonna
It's gonna be a brighter day
It's gonna, it's gonna
It's gonna be a brighter day
It's gonna, it's gonna
It's gonna be a brighter day
It's gonna be, it's gonna be
It's gonna be a brighter day
It's gonna be, it's gonna be
It's gonna be a brighter day
Come on tomorrow, come on tomorrow
Once we were lovers
But somehow things have changed
Now we're just lonely people
Tryin' to forget each other's names
Now we're just lonely people
Tryin' to forget each other's names
What came between us?
Maybe we were just too young to know
But now and then
I feel the same,
And sometimes at night I think
I hear you calling my name
Mmm-hmm-mmm these dreams
They keep me going these days
Once we were lovers
But that was long ago
We lived together then
And now we do not even say hello
We lived together then
And now we do not even say hello
What came between us?
Maybe we were just too young to know
But now and then
I feel the same,
And sometimes at night I think
I hear you calling my name
Mmm-hmm-mmm these dreams
Sun come up in the morning
Blues 'round my head
I've got a troubled mind
And plenty of time to roam
As I walk this crooked highway
Never knowin' where to go
You know the only life I know
Is bein' on the road
I've got holes in my shoes that I fill with paper
When the sun's out they dry
And when it rains
Well, they get wet but I don't cry
Because the sun don't know no difference
Between a rich man and a bum
And the only life I know
Is movin' 'round the sky
See him grin down at you people
I guess you don't know what his laughter's from
But if you spend enough time on the road
Maybe you'd find out
Because the sun goes 'round in an endless circle
Never knowin' the reason why
Still there's something in the path
That it traces 'round the sky
It's like a circle with no ending
But it's a race we all must run
And it's the same bein'
Spin, spin, spin
Spin around, spin around
The harlequin dances
In a costume of green
Spin around
But under his makeup
His age can't be seen
Spin around
But where are you spinnin'
When will you know
That life is for livin'
That it isn't a show?
Spin, spin, spin
Spin around, spin around
You look out on the city
From your penthouse so high
Spin around
But your pedestal's your
Prison and so is your high
Spin around
But where are you spinnin'
When will you know
That life is for livin'
That it isn't a show?
Spin, spin, spin
Spin around, spin around
Your pills are you conscience
They make everything seem all right
Spin around
Take a white one go to sleep
Take a red one to stay up all night
To spin around
But where are you spinnin'
When will you know
That life is for livin'
That it isn't a show?
Spin, spin, spin
Spin around, spin around
Spin, spin, spin
Spin away, spin away
Spin, spin, spin
"Rapid Roy(The Stock Car Boy)"
(Refrain)
Oh Rapid Roy, that stock car boy
He too much too believe!
You know he always got an extra pack of cigarettes
rolled up in his t-shirt sleeve.
He got a tattoo on his arm that say "Baby"
He got another one that just say "Hey"
But every Sunday afternoon
he is a dirt track demon
in a '57 Chevrolet.
(Chorus)
Oh Rapid Roy, that stock car boy
He's the best driver in the land.
He say that he learned to race a stock car
by runnin' shine outta Alabam.'
Oh, the demolition derby and the figure eight
is easy money in the bank.
Compared to runnin' from the man in Oklahoma City (hahahaha)
with a 500 gallon tank.
(Refrain)
Oh Rapid Roy, that stock car boy
He too much too believe!
You know he always got an extra pack of cigarettes
rolled up in his t-shirt sleeve.
He got a tattoo on his arm that say "Baby"
He got another one that just say "Hey"
And Sunday afternoon he is a dirt track demon
in a '57 Chevrolet
(Chorus)
Yeah, Roy so cool, that racin' fool.
He don't know what fear's about.
He do a hundred thirty mile an hour,
smilin' at the camera with a toothpick in his mouth!
He got a girl back home
name of Dixie Dawn,
but he got honeys all along the way.
And you oughta hear 'em screamin'
for that dirt track demon
in a '57 Chevrolet
(Refrain)
Oh Rapid Roy, that stock car boy
He too much too believe!
You know he always got an extra pack of cigarettes,
rolled up in his t-shirt sleeve.
He got a tattoo on his arm that say "Baby"
He got another one that just say "Hey"
But every Sunday afternoon
he is a dirt track demon
Photographs and memories
Christmas cards you sent to me
All that I have are these
To remember you
Memories that come at night
Take me to another time
Back to a happier day
When I called you mine
But we sure had a good time
When we started way back when
Morning walks and bedroom talks
Oh, how I loved you then
Summer skies and lullabies
Nights we couldn't say goodbye
And of all of the things that we knew
Not a dream survived
Photographs and memories
All the love you gave to me
Somehow it just can't be true
That's all I've left of you
But we sure had a good time
When we started way back when
Morning walks and bedroom talks
We been runnin' away from
Somethin' we both know
We've long run out of things to say
And I think I better go
So don't be getting excited
Oh when you hear that slammin' door
Cause there'll be one less set of footsteps
On your floor in the mornin'
And we've been hidin' from somethin'
That should have never gone this far
But after all it's what we've done
That makes us what we are
And you been talkin' in silence
But if it's silence you adore
There'll be one less set of footsteps
On your floor in the mornin'
Well baby one less set of footsteps on your floor
One less man to walk in
One less pair of jeans on your door
One less voice a-talkin'
But tomorrow's a dream away
Today has turned to dust
Your silver tongue has turned to clay
And your golden rule to rust
If that's the way that you want it
Oh that's the way I want it more
Well they'll be one less set of footsteps
On your floor in the mornin'
Well there'll be one less set of footsteps on your floor
One less man to walk in
One less pair of jeans on your door
One less voice a-talkin'
But tomorrow's a dream away
And today has turned to dust
Your silver tongue has turned to clay
And your golden rule to rust
If that's the way that you want it
Oh that's the way I want it more
Cause baby one less set of footsteps
On your floor in the mornin'
Oh baby one less set of footsteps
With just a sleeping bag and an old guitar, I left the band in New Orleans
I did some time with the bottle, some with the river queens
I never thought I would meet a girl who could turn my head around
Till I met that Mississippi Lady in sleepy Gulfport town
She was a Mississippi Lady, my lovin' Gulfport gal
She taught me how to love and she really loved me well
She took me up to heaven then she brought me down
That Mississippi Lady, Sweet Cordelia Brown
Hot July in Gulfport and I was working in the bars
And she was working on the street with the rest of the evening stars
She said, "I never met a guy who could turn my head around"
And that's really sayin' something for Sweet Cordelia Brown
She was a Mississippi Lady, my lovin' Gulfport gal
She taught me how to love and she really loved me well
She took me up to heaven then she brought me down
That Mississippi Lady, Sweet Cordelia Brown
Now I'm back in New York City playin' in a band
But my mind's on Mississippi, is it hard to understand?
I never thought I would meet a girl who could bring me that far down
Like the girl I met in Gulfport, Sweet Cordelia Brown
She was a Mississippi Lady, my lovin' Gulfport gal
She taught me how to love and she really loved me well
She took me up to heaven then she brought me down
That Mississippi Lady, Sweet Cordelia Brown
Guess that it was bound to happen
Was just a matter of time
But now I've come to my decision
And it's one of the painful kind
'Cause now it seems that you wanted a martyr
Just a regular guy wouldn't do
But baby I can't hang upon no lover's cross for you
I really got to hand it to ya
'Cause girl you really tried
But for every time that we spent laughin'
There were two times that I cried
And you were tryin' to make me your martyr
And that's the one thing I just couldn't do
'Cause baby, I can't hang upon no lover's cross for you
'Cause tables are meant for turnin'
And people are bound to change
And bridges are meant for burnin'
When the people and memories they join aren't the same
Still I hope that you can find
Another who can take what I could not
He'll have to be a super guy
Or maybe a super god
'Cause I never was much of a martyr before
And I ain't bout to start nothin' new
Like the pine trees linin' the windin' road
I've got a name, I've got a name
Like the singin' bird and the croakin' toad
I've got a name, I've got a name
And I carry it with me like my daddy did
But I'm livin' the dream that he kept hid
Movin' me down the highway
Rollin' me down the highway
Movin' ahead so life won't pass me by
Like the north wind whistlin' down the sky
I've got a song, I've got a song
Like the whippoorwill and the baby's cry
I've got a song, I've got a song
And I carry it with me and I sing it loud
If it gets me nowhere, I'll go there proud
Movin' me down the highway
Rollin' me down the highway
Movin' ahead so life won't pass me by
And I'm gonna go there free
Like the fool I am and I'll always be
I've got a dream, I've got a dream
They can change their minds but they can't change me
I've got a dream, I've got a dream
Oh, I know I could share it if you want me to
If you're going my way, I'll go with you
Movin' me down the highway
Rollin' me down the highway
Movin' ahead so life won't pass me by
Movin' me down the highway
Rollin' me down the highway
Don't you know, I had a dream last night
That you were here with me?
Lyin' by my side, so soft and warm
And we talked a while and shared a smile
And then we shared the dawn
But when I woke up, oh, my dream it was gone
Don't you know, I had a dream last night
And you were here with me?
Lyin' by my side, so soft and warm
And you said, you'd thought it over
You said that you were comin' home
But when I woke up, oh, my dream it was gone
I'm not the same, can you blame me?
Is it hard to understand?
I can't forget, you can't change me
I am not that kind of man
Don't you know, I had a dream last night
And everything was still?
And you were by my side, so soft and warm
And I dreamed that we were lovers
In the lemon-scented rain
But when I woke up, oh, I found that again
I had been dreamin'
Dreamin' again
I had been dreamin'
She was just a country girl
Didn't have those New York City ways
When she hopped a bus in Ohio
Headin' for the crowded streets where no one says a word
She was just a country girl living in the lonely city
Met a man who learned her name
She became a woman on a rainy New York night
There's a new day dawnin' in the city
She calls her Mama collect
Sayin', "Mama send bus fare back to Ohio
Have somebody meet me at the depot"
She was just a country girl
Spent some time in New York City
Now she tells her friends about lonely New York City
And her lonely New York night
There's a new day dawnin' in the city
She calls her Mama collect
Sayin', "Mama send bus fare back to Ohio
Have somebody meet me at the depot"
She was just a country girl
Well, I know that I shouldn't have done it
I know that it just wasn't right
'Cause they got me back up to the Cotton Mouth River
And I can't cross late at night
I hear there's lots of stories told about the Cotton Mouth River
They tell them time and again
About the men who tried to cross that river by moonlight
And never were heard from again
If I had my live to live over
I'd have gone to work that day
Instead of going into town and shooting him down
For a thing I never heard him say
I hear there's lots of stories told about the Cotton Mouth River
They tell them time and again
About the men who tried to cross that river by moonlight
And never was heard from again
Well, I just made it through the cane break
And I got one foot in the mud
I can hear the hounds obeying but the snake around my ankles
Telling me my running days are done
I hear there's lots of stories told about the Cotton Mouth River
They tell them time and again
About the men who tried to cross that river by moonlight
And never were heard from again
I hear there's lots of stories told about the Cotton Mouth River
They tell them time and again
About the men who tried to cross that river by moonlight
Cigarettes, whiskey and wild, wild women
They'll drive you crazy, they'll drive you insane
Cigarettes, whiskey and wild wild women
They'll drive you crazy, they'll drive you insane
Once I was happy and had a good wife
I had enough money to last me for life
I met with a girl and we went on a spree
She taught me to smoke and drink whiskey
Cigarettes, whiskey and wild, wild women
They'll drive you crazy, they'll drive you insane
Cigarettes, whiskey and wild wild women
They'll drive you crazy, they'll drive you insane
And now I'm feeble and broken with age
The lines on my face make a well written page
I'm leaving this story, how sad but how true
On women and whiskey and what they will do
Cigarettes, whiskey and wild, wild women
They'll drive you crazy, they'll drive you insane
Cigarettes, whiskey and wild wild women
They'll drive you crazy, they'll drive you insane
Write on the cross at the head of my grave
'For women and whiskey, here lies a poor slave
Take warning, dear stranger, take warning, dear friend'
Then write in big letters these words at the end
Cigarettes, whiskey and wild, wild women
They'll drive you crazy, they'll drive you insane
Cigarettes, whiskey and wild wild women
Well the South side of Chicago
Is the baddest part of town
And if you go down there
You better just beware of a man named Leroy Brown
Now Leroy, more than trouble
You see he stand 'bout six foot four
All the downtown ladies call him Treetop Lover
All the men just call him Sir
And it's bad, bad Leroy Brown
The baddest man in the whole damned town
Badder than old King Kong
And meaner than a junkyard dog
Now Leroy, he a gambler
And he like his fancy clothes
And he like to wave his diamond rings
In front of everybody's nose
He got a custom Continental
He got an Eldorado too
He got a .32 gun in his pocket for fun
He got a razor in his shoe
And it's bad, bad Leroy Brown
The baddest man in the whole damned town
Badder than old King Kong
And meaner than a junkyard dog
Well, Friday 'bout a week ago
Leroy shootin' dice
And at the edge of the bar
Sat a girl named Doris and ooh, that girl looked nice
Well, he cast his eyes upon her
And the trouble soon began
'Cause Leroy Brown learned a lesson
'Bout messin' with the wife of a jealous man
And it's bad, bad Leroy Brown
The baddest man in the whole damned town
Badder than old King Kong
And meaner than a junkyard dog
Well, the two men took to fighting
And when they pulled them from the floor
Leroy looked like a jigsaw puzzle
With a couple of pieces gone
And it's bad, bad Leroy Brown
The baddest man in the whole damned town
Badder than old King Kong
And meaner than a junkyard dog
And it's bad, bad Leroy Brown
The baddest man in the whole damned town
Badder than old King Kong
And meaner than a junkyard dog
Yeah, badder than old King Kong
I'm not a dream
Not an angel
I'm a man
You're not a queen,
You're a woman,
Take my hand
We'll make a space
In the lives that we planned
Here I'll stay
Until it's time for me to go
We were different, worlds apart
Not the same
We laughed and played
At the start, like in a game
You could have stayed
Outside my heart
But in you came
Here I'll stay
Until it's time for me to go
Don't ask why of me,
Don't ask how
Don't ask forever,
Love me now
This love of mine
Has no beginning
Or no end
I was an oak,
Now I'm a willow
I can bend
And though I know I'll never
See your face again
Still I'll stay
This land is your land
This land is my land
From California to the New York Island
From the redwood forest
To the Gulf Stream waters
This land was made for you and me
As I was walking that ribbon of highway
I saw above me that golden skyway
I saw below me the golden valley
This land was made for you and me
The sun was shinin' and I was strollin'
The wheat fields waving, the dust clouds rolling
And all around me a voice was singing
You know that this land was made for you and me
This land is your land
This land is my land
From California to the New York Island
From the redwood forest
To the Gulf Stream waters
This land was made for you and me
This land was made for you and me
You big fat woman get your fat leg off of me
You big fat woman get your fat leg off of me
You feel so good
Scare the hell out of me
You got a great big leg
Got a whoppin' thigh
Great big leg
Got a whoppin' thigh
Now oooh
You got a great big leg
Got a whoppin' thigh
And every time you move make my temperature rise
That fine lookin' woman got a great big leg
Fine lookin' woman got a great big leg, Yeah
Big fat woman with a great big leg
Big fat woman got a great big leg
And every time she moves
Moves like a soft boiled egg
So big fat woman get your fat leg off of me
Now you obese woman get your fat leg off of me
You feel so good
I'm a dreamer by nature and I've always been tryin'
To dream myself out of this world that I'm in
In my dreams I escape all the troubles around
And it hasn't cost a penny for the pleasures I've found
What is the part that I'll play today
Beggar, a business man, king for a day?
I've played many parts and I'm the first to agree
That I'm still lookin' round for the man that is me
I'm a dreamer by nature and I've always been
Looking for something not there
My financial position don't bother my dreams
'Cause in fairy tale money I'm my own millionaire
What is the part that I'll play today
Beggar, a business man, king for a day?
I've played many parts and I'm the first to agree
That I'm still lookin' round for the man that is me
I'm a rich man in dreams but in real life I've hid
From the fact that I've got me a wife and a kid
If I lose what I've got then they lose it too
Tell me what in this world's a poor dreamer to do
What is the part that I'll play today
Beggar, a business man, king for a day?
I've played many parts and I'm the first to agree
Some people say I'm a no 'count
Others say I'm no good
But I'm just a nat'ral born travellin' man
Doin' what I think should, oh yeah
Doin' what I think should
Chorus:
When I was a little baby my mama said, hey son
Travel where you will and grow to be a man
But sing what must be sung, poor boy Sing what must be sung
And I don't give a damn about a greenback dollar
I spend it fast as I can
For a wailing song and a good guitar
The only things that I understand, poor boy
The only things that I understand
Chorus
Now that I'm a grown man
I've travelled here and there
I found that a jug of brandy and a song
Are the only ones who care, poor boy
The only ones who care
The last face that I looked on
Can't recall too much about
The image of it left me
Each time the lights went out
The last mind that I wandered
I remember how I ran
Just to find the road had ended
Just where it began
Chorus:
The next man that I marry
There ain't nothin' he won't do
Most likely love me too much
The next hands that I hide in
Will be warm and dry as smoke
Just as satisfied to hold me
As to dust my winter coat
The next soul that I sleep in
Will be soft as summer rain
And when I need more lovin'
He'll love me once again
Chorus
The next man that I marry
There ain't nothin' he won't do
Most likely love me too much
When I was a boy in the days of the train
I'd sit by the tracks on a long summer day
And I'd wave at the brakesman, and he'd wave back at me
While the thunderclouds rolled out of East Tennessee
But the dreams of a boy disappear when you're grown
And though I may dream, the railroads are gone
The ties they are rotten and the tracks shot to hell
Along with my dreams and the old railroad bell
In my dreams I ride the rails to California
Workin' diners and farms along the way
Or I'd hop a ride to hide across the border
With a black eyed girl beside me all the way
Now the mountains are silent and the railroads are gone
And the coal towns no longer hear the miners at dawn
But the train whistle shrills out her memories to me
While the thunderclouds roll out of East Tennessee
In my dreams I ride the rails to California
Workin' diners and farms along the way
Or I'd hop a ride to hide across the border
With a black eyed girl beside me all the way
Now the mountains are silent and the railroads are gone
And the coal towns no longer hear the miners at dawn
But the train whistle shrills out her memories to me
My dusty feet have kicked the stones
Between a thousand railroad ties
From Boston down to New Orleans
I left the girls a-cryin'
But I've still got some ramblin' in me
Got some miles left on my shoes
And before I take a job again
I'll have to be low-down
Cryin' the blues
So it's goodbye baby
The whistle is a-blowin'
If I miss the train
I'll have to stay around
But as long as those railroad tracks
Go on un-ending
I'll be off to another day
In another town
You say you'd like to ramble with me
This ain't no life for a girl
Too many people out to get you
In a hobo's world
And it gets mighty cold
When you're on the road
'Cause a boxcar never was a home
But you could join me if you want
I'm gettin' mighty tired of bein' alone
Si it's goodbye baby
The whistle is a-blowin'
If we miss the train
We'll have to stay around
But as long as those railroad tracks
Go on un-ending
We'll be off to another day
In another town
But as long as those railroad tracks
Go on un-ending
We'll be off to another day
In another town
We'll be off to another day
I was born to sing a good-time song
You know that nothin' used to bring me down
'Til the day I fell in love with you
And baby that's the day I found...
You had me singin' the blues
Singin' the blues
But a good-time man like me
Ain't got no business singin' the blues
Go on woman get out of here
You know that I don't wanta see your face
'Cause the things you're doin' to this boys mind
Is just an absolute disgrace...
You got him singin' the blues
Singin' the blues
But a good-time man like me
Ain't got no business singin' the blues
Never gonna fall in love again
You know I learned my lesson well
I played the game of love and lost my heart
You can believe me when I tell you that I'm...
That I'm singin' the blues
Singin' the blues
But a good-time man like me
Ain't got no business singin' the blues
You got me singin' the blues
Singin' the blues
But a good-time man like me
Ain't got no business singin' the blues
You had me singin' the blues
Singin' the blues
And a good-time man like me
Cigarettes, whiskey and wild, wild women
They'll drive you crazy, they'll drive you insane
Cigarettes, whiskey and wild wild women
They'll drive you crazy, they'll drive you insane
Once I was happy and had a good wife
I had enough money to last me for life
I met with a girl and we went on a spree
She taught me to smoke and drink whiskey
Cigarettes, whiskey and wild, wild women
They'll drive you crazy, they'll drive you insane
Cigarettes, whiskey and wild wild women
They'll drive you crazy, they'll drive you insane
And now I'm feeble and broken with age
The lines on my face make a well written page
I'm leaving this story, how sad but how true
On women and whiskey and what they will do
Cigarettes, whiskey and wild, wild women
They'll drive you crazy, they'll drive you insane
Cigarettes, whiskey and wild wild women
They'll drive you crazy, they'll drive you insane
Write on the cross at the head of my grave
'For women and whiskey, here lies a poor slave
Take warning, dear stranger, take warning, dear friend'
Then write in big letters these words at the end
Cigarettes, whiskey and wild, wild women
They'll drive you crazy, they'll drive you insane
Cigarettes, whiskey and wild wild women
Well, if you're lookin' for a good time
Look hard as you want but you ain't gonna find
The kinda good time you will
Come every Friday, Saturday evening at the Top Hat Bar and Grille
Well at the Top Hat Bar and Grille
There is a waitress name of Lil
Well, she's a honky tonky
Little bit chunky, divorcee
She wear them tight hippy hugger slacks
You can believe me when I tell you, Jack
That she's a dancin', prancin', hard romancin'
P I E C E
And she can do the boogie woogie
She can do the boogaloo
And she can do the hootchie cootchie
Oh and she knows how to nasty too
So if you're lookin' for a good time
Look hard as you want but you ain't gonna find
The kinda good time you will
Come every Friday, Saturday evening at the Top Hat Bar and Grille
Well at the Top Hat Bar and Grille
They got this bouncer name of Gil
Well he a honky tonky
Heavily funky, ex-marine
He wear them skintight body builder shirts
And Jack, he'll knock you out into the dirt
But if you got you no money or you try to get funny
Then mother you gonna see, yeah
That man gonna do the boogie woogie
He gonna do the boogaloo
He gonna do the hootchie cootchie
And he'll be doin' all his dancin' on you
So if you're lookin' for a good time
Look hard as you want but you ain't gonna find
The kinda bad time you will
Come every Friday, Saturday evening at the Top Hat Bar and Grille
Lookin' for a good time
Lookin' for a bad time
So if you're lookin' for a good time
Look hard as you want but you ain't gonna find
The kinda good time you will
You may talk of gin and beer
When you're stationed way out here
An' you're sent to penny fights an' Aldershot it
But when it comes to slaughter
You will do your work for water
An' you'll lick the boots of 'im that's got it
Now in Inja's sunny clime
Where I used to spend my time
Servin' her Majesty the Queen
Of all the black faced crew
The finest man I knew
Was regimental bhisti, Gunga Din
The uniform he wore
Was nothin' much before
An' rather less than half of that behind
But a piece of twisty rag
An' a goatskin water bag
Was all the field equipment he could find
When a sweatin' troop train lay
In a sidin' through the day
Where the heat would make you bloomin' eyebrows crawl
We shouted, "Harry By"
Till our throats were bricky-dry
Then wopped him 'cause he couldn't serve us all
He would dot an' carry one
Till the longest day was done
An' never seemed to know the use of fear
If we charged or broke or cut
You could bet your bloomin' nut
He'd be waitin' fifty paces right flank rear
With his mussick on his back
He would skip to our attack
An' watch us till the bugles made"Retire"
An' for all his dirty hide
He was white, clear white inside
When he went to tend the wounded under fire
It was Din, Din, Din
With the bullets kickin' dust spots on the green
And when the cartridges ran out
You could hear the front files shout
Send ammunition mules, and Gunga Din!
I shan't forget the night
When I fell behind the fight
With a bullet where my belt plate should a' been
I was chokin' mad with thirst
An' the man that spied me first
Was our good old grinnin', gruntin' Gunga Din
He lifted up my head
An' he plugged me where I bled
An' he gave me half a pint of water green
It was crawlin' and it stunk
But of all the drinks I've drunk
I'm most grateful to the one from Gunga Din
He carried me away
To where a dooli lay
An' a bullet came and drilled the beggar clean
He carried me inside
An' just before he died
I hope you like your drink said Gunga Din
So I'll meet him later on
In the place where he as gone
Where it's always double drill and no canteen
He'll be squattin' on the coals
Givin' drink to poor damn souls
I'll catch a swig in hell from Gunga Din
It was Din, Din, Din
You Lazarushian-leather Gunga Din
Tho' I've belted you an' flayed you
By the livin' God that made you
Four-and-twenty virgins come down from Inverness,
And when the Ball was over, there were four-and-twenty less,
Singin' balls to your partner, your ass against the wall,
If ya never been had on a Saturday night, ya never been had at all.
There was doin' in the parlor, there was doin' on the stones,
But ya couldn't a hear the music for the wheezin' and the groans,
Singin' balls to your partner, your ass against the wall,
If ya never been had on a Saturday night, ya never been had at all.
The undertaker, he was there, all wrapped up in a shroud,
Swingin' from the chandelier, and peein' on the crowd,
Singin' balls to your partner, your ass against the wall,
If ya never been had on a Saturday night, ya never been had at all.
The village cripple, he was there, ah he could not do much,
So he lined the ladies against the wall, and he did 'em with his crutch,
Singin' balls to your partner, your ass against the wall,
If ya never been had on a Saturday night, ya never been had at all.
Miss Mary McPherson was standin' way up front,
Some posies in her hand, and a carrot in her cunt,
Singin' balls to your partner, your ass against the wall,
If ya never been had on a Saturday night, ya never been had at all.
The Village postman, he was there, but the poor man had the pox,
He could not do the lassies, so he did the letter box,
Singin' balls to your partner, your ass against the wall,
If ya never been had on a Saturday night, ya never been had at all.
The Village Magician, he was there, he gave us all a laugh,
He pulled his foreskin over his head, and he vanished up his ass,
Singin' balls to your partner, your ass against the wall,
Well, I got my mail late last night
A letter from a girl who found the time to write
To her lonesome boy somewhere in the night
She sent me a railroad ticket too
To take me to her loving arms and the big steel rail
Gonna carry me home to the one I love
Well I been out here many a long days
I haven't found a place that I could call my own
Not a two bit bed to lay my body on
I been stood up I been shook down
I bin dragged into the sand and the big steel rail
Gonna carry me home to the one I love
Well I been up tight most every night
Walking along the streets of this old town
Not a friend to tell my troubles to
My good old car she done broke down
'Cause I drove it into the ground and the big steel rail
Gonna carry me home to the one I love
Well look over yonder across the plain
The big drive wheels a-pounding along the ground
Gonna get on board and I'll be homeward bound
Now I ain't had a home cooked meal
And Lord, I need one now and the big steel rail
Gonna carry me home to the one I love
Now here I am with my head in the sand
Standing on the broad highway will you give a ride
To a lonesome boy who missed the train last night
I went in town for one last round
And I gambled my ticket away and the big steel rail
The railroads, and the riverboats, that bred the mighty man
That we read about, and we dream about
The men who built this land
And the farmers and the lumbermen and the men who worked the mills
And the poor hard working miners
Who died inside the hills
While the rivers that flow
Are the blood of our land
And the trucks they keep rumbling
On the great concrete band
And the railroads keep pushing
To be all they once were
And nature is calling
No one's listening to her
And the immigrants, by the boat load, in a dozen different tones
Sang of freedom, in the new land
Climbed the ladder rung by rung
Some to Boston, some to Pittsburg, Philidelphia and St. Paul
And the old ways, led to new days
They were welcome one and all.
While the rivers that flow
Are the blood of our land
And the trucks they keep rumbling
On the great concrete band
And the railroads keep pushing
To be all they once were
And nature is calling
No one's listening to her
With the railroads, and the riverboats, and the bread lines far behind
And the days we sang together
Long gone but still in mind
And the men who, came before us, men who brought us to today
And the story, still unravels, from the dreams of yesterday
While the rivers that flow
Are the blood of our land
And the trucks they keep rumbling
On the great concrete band
And the railroads keep pushing
To be all they once were
And nature is calling
No one's listening to her
And nature is calling,
Oh my room will always have some people
You see Johnny Carson is a friend of mine
And my music box will always play me something
If something's what I need to ease my mind
Take what you want
I'll feel much better
Don't hang around
Till I get myself together
You can leave those pieces right there where they fell
Someone else will come along and pick 'em up
Say what the hell
If I don't see you in the morning
Guess the sun might come up anyway
And without you here to love and stand beside me
Guess I just might make it thru' the day
If you should call from time to time
Don't be surprised
If the voice that answers ain't mine
'Cause you left the pieces right there where they fell
Someone else just came along and picked 'em up
Say what the hell
If you should call from time to time
Don't be surprised
If the voice that answers ain't mine
'Cause you left those pieces right there where they fell
Someone else just came along and picked 'em up
Say what the hell
If she don't love me come tomorrow
If you can't get what you want, want what you got
And I won't be drugged with words like joy and sorrow
I won't feel one way or the other
Like as not
I'll soon forget you
Leave my life
Guess you thought I'd never let you
'Cause you left those pieces right there where they fell
Someone else just came along and picked 'em up
I know a fool who blows a horn
He comes from way down South, oh yeah
And you ain't seen some blowin' since you been born
Like when a trombone's to his mouth
He wails and moans, grunts and groans
He can moan just like a cow
And you ain't seen some blowin' since you been born
Cause he won't show them how
Chorus:
Oh Charlie won't you play that thing
I mean the slide trombone
Make it talk
Make it sing
I mean the slide trombone
If Gabriel knew how you could blow
He'd let you lead his band I know
Oh Charlie won't you play that thing
I mean the slide trombone
Chorus
Now you ain't seen such movin' hips
Like when the trombone's to his lips
Charlie Green play that thing
I mean the slide trombone
Tell me, what do people do
When there ain't nothin' to do?
When there's nobody else around to do
Nothin' with or to
Have you ever been in that position in a small town motel room
Where the diners all close at nine
And the trucks keep a rollin' by
And you just can't get to sleep
Even though there's nothin' on your mind?
Tell me what do people say
When there ain't nothin' to say?
When there's nobody else around to help you pass the time of day
Have you ever stared at the ceiling
Till you thought you'd lose your mind
Looked for a wall that you could climb
Still you just can't get to sleep
Even tho' there's nothin' on your mind?
Have you ever been stuck in a small town motel
Lookin' all around but there ain't nothin' to see
In a never endin' mind bendin', troublin' position
Sayin' why did it happen to me?
Tell me, what do people do
When there ain't nothin' to do?
When there's nobody else around to do
Nothin' with or to
Have you ever been in that position in a small town motel room
Where the diners all close at nine
And the trucks keep a rollin' by
And you just can't get to sleep
Even though there's nothin' on your mind?
Tell me, what do people do
When there ain't nothin' to do?
When there's nobody else around to do
Nothin' with or to
Hope you never in that position in a small town motel room
Where the diners all close at nine
And the trucks keep a rollin' by
Till you just can't get to sleep
Which way are you goin'?
Which side will you be on?
Will you stand and watch while
All the seeds of hate are sown?
Will you stand with those who say
Let his will be done?
One hand on the bible
One hand on the gun
One hand on the bible
One hand on the gun
Which way are you looking?
Is it hard to see?
Do you say what's wrong for him
Is not wrong for me?
You walk the streets, righteousness
But you refuse to understand
You say, you love the baby
Then you crucify the man
You say, you love the baby
Then you crucify the man
Everyday, things are changing
Words once honored turned to lies
People wondering, can you blame them
It's too far to run, and too late to hide
Now you turn your back on
All the things that you used to preach
Now it's let him live in freedom
If he lives like me
Well you light has changed, confusion rains
What have you become?
All your olive branches turned to spears
When your flowers turned to guns
Your olive branches turned to spears
I'm walkin' back to Georgia
And I hope, she will take me back
Nothin' in my pockets
And all I own is upon my back
But she's the girl who said she loved me
On that hot dusty Macon road
And if she's still around, I'm gonna settle down
With that hard lovin' Georgia girl
I'm walkin' back to Georgia
She's the only one who knows
How it feels when you lose a dream
And how it feels when you dream alone
But she's the girl who said she loved me
On that hot dusty Macon road
And if she's still around, I'm gonna settle down
With that hard lovin' Georgia girl
Georgia can you hear me callin'
Oh, I'll be home in just a while
And if I had to I'd be crawlin'
Just to share another mornin' smile
You're the girl who said you loved me
On that hot dusty long ago
And if you're still around, I'm gonna settle down
With you my hard lovin' Georgia girl, because
Because I'm walkin' back to Georgia
And I hope she will take me back
Nothin' in my pockets
And all I own is upon my back
But she's the girl who said she loved me
On that hot dusty Macon road
And if she's still around, I'm gonna settle down
Perhaps, I'll never show this world all I could be
I just can't sing to any man the song he wants to hear
And I know that some won't like me
Others try to be my friend
But I'm all of me and that's all that I am
And if life is for the living
Then why can't men be real
'Stead of hidin' in their costumes?
Forgettin' how to feel
Forgettin' how to feel
We still live in a time when manners cover what is real
There's a basic fact of life that the times cannot conceal
That if some are masqueraders
Others live in their facade
But I'm what I am, I cannot be what I am not
And if life is for the living
Then why can't men be real
'Stead of hidin' in their costumes?
Forgettin' how to feel
Forgettin' how to feel
I may be too honest and offend those who pretend
I don't claim I'm always right, that I'm everybody's friend
Perhaps for them it's easier to be what they are not
But I'm what I am
And I just can't play that part
And if life is for the living
Then why can't men be real
'Stead of hidin' in their costumes?
Forgettin' how to feel
He struggled so hard to be king
Working night and day
Dreaming of only one thing
Never a holiday
Somewhere along the way
He forgot she was only a girl
Now his kingdom has fallen
And it's really quite a tragic tale
'Cause he built a castle to harbor his queen
But the queen claimed he built her a jail
He struggled so hard to be king
He wanted everything
He built her a house by the sea
Just to keep her in
Somewhere along the way
He forgot she needed a friend
Now his kingdom has fallen
And it's really quite a tragic tale
'Cause he built a castle to harbor his queen
And the queen claimed he built her a jail
It happened so quickly before he could know
She was gone, far gone
Far from the castle, the diamonds and things
She had worn to the ball
There was a note that she carefully wrote
Signed it best wishes to all
Oh you struggled so hard to be king
Working night and day
Dreaming of only one thing, never a holiday
Somewhere along the way
You forgot that I needed a man
When they found him
They took him back where he belonged
And his family and friends saw him annually
Met her in the summer
She was selling flowers In the streets of Paris
And we passed away the hours
Talking with our eyes and laughing
'Cause I spoke not her language
Still I remember her
Still we understood completely
That our love would last no longer
Than the mornings early chime
Still I cannot forget her
And the hours we spent together
And the time that she was mine
And I remember her
At first I felt uneasy
Cause she didn't care to know me
'Till our bodies introduced us
And we cared to know no more
In her softness warmth and giving
In her selfless way of giving
She had taught me so much more
Still we understood completely
That our love would last no longer
Than the mornings early chime
Still I cannot forget her
And the hours we spent together
And the time that she was mine
And I remember her
We parted in the rainy streets of Paris
She looked at me as though I'd never been
Then disappeared into a crowd of strangers
Her flowers in her hand
To sell her life again
Still we understood completely
That our love would last no longer
Than the mornings early chime
Still I cannot forget her
And the hours we spent together
And the time that she was mine
And I remember her
Hey love don't be afraid to stay until tomorrow
Lover's dawn is waiting just this side of day
If you thought I loved you yesterday
I'll love you more than that tomorrow
Hey love don't be afraid to hear the songs of morning
Birds will sing them as they're calling up the day
If I sang to you yesterday
I'll sing more than that tomorrow
If it should happen that you come to me
In the night we share our hearts
Whatever it is that you done to me
Between you and me, can't be undone...
If I should understand just why I need you by me
Then I would know the reasons for the songs of morning
'Cause if I wanted you yesterday
And if in the night we shared our hearts
Whatever it is that you done to me
Between you and me, can't be undone...
Hey love don't be afraid to stay until tomorrow
Lover's dawn is waiting just this side of day
If you thought I loved you yesterday
I'll love you more than that tomorrow
If you thought I loved you yesterday
If you get to feelin' all alone
When your good time friends have all got up and gone
Don't come knockin' around my door
Because I've heard your lines before
And there ain't gonna be a next time this time
'Cause woman startin' right now
I'm gonna forget you name and your pretty face, girl
And write you off as a bad mistake
You know that some women, they are lovers
And some just got no sense
But a woman like you oughta be ashamed
Of the things that you do to men
If you get to feeling all alone
When you find that you can't make it on your own
Don't come knockin' around my door
You see I've seen your act before
If you get to feelin' you were wrong
Don't go wastin' your good money on the phone
'Cause I can hang up as fast as you can call
And that ain't all
And there ain't gonna be a next time this time
'Cause woman startin' right now
I'm gonna forget you name and your pretty face, girl
And write you off as a complete disgrace
You know that some women they are liars
And some just got no sense
But a woman like you oughta be ashamed
Of the things that you do to men
Yeah a woman like you oughta be ashamed
And you think you've seen trouble
Well, you're lookin' at the man, ah ha
Oh, the world's own original hard luck story
And a hard time losin' man
Oh, sometimes skies are cloudy
And sometimes skies are blue
And sometimes they say that you eat the bear
But sometimes the bear eats you
And sometimes I feel like I should go
Far far away and hide
'Cause I keep a-waitin' for my ship to come in
And all that ever comes is the tide
And you think you've seen trouble
Well, you're lookin' at the man, ah ha
Oh, the world's own original hard luck story
And a hard time losin' man
Oh, I saved up all my money
I gonna buy me a flashy car
So I go downtown to see the man
And he smokin' on a big cigar
Well, he must've thought I were Rockefeller
Or an uptown man of wealth
He said, "Boy, I got the car that's made for you
And it's cleaner than the Board of Health"
Then I got on the highway
Oh, I feelin' fine, I hit a bump
Then I found I bought a car held together
By wire and a couple a' hunks of twine
And you think you've seen trouble
Well, you're lookin' at the man, ah ha
Oh, the world's own original hard luck story
And a hard time losin' man
Oh, Friday night, feelin' right
I head out on the street
Standin' in the doorway
Was a dealer known as Pete
Well he sold me a dime
Of some super fine dynamite from Mexico
I spent all that night just tryin' to get right
On an ounce of Oregano
And you think you've seen trouble
Well, you're lookin' at the man, ah ha
Oh, the world's own original hard luck story
And a hard time losin' man
And you think you've seen trouble
Well, you're lookin' at the man, ah ha
Oh, the world's own original hard luck story
And a hard time losin' man
And you think you've seen trouble
Well, you're lookin' at the man, ah ha
Oh, the world's own original hard luck story
And a hard time losin' man
And you think you've seen trouble
Well, you're lookin' at the man, ah ha
Oh, the world's own original hard luck story
Sometimes I think about our good old high school days
You would always kid about my adolescent ways
Oh, Mary, Mary, good to see you too
Haven't seen to many of the old crew
The time just flew, and how are you?
Strange we should meet here
Seeing off our friends
It's hard to draw the line between
Beginnings and ends
Oh, Mary, Mary, must you go so soon?
We must be a sight to see
Salon and Saloon
I'll look you up soon
Seems like such a long time ago,
I was walking on a lonely road.
Getting tired of dreaming alone,
like all the lonely people I had known.
Seems like such a long time ago,
there was no one who would share my song.
I was just a boy far from home,
but I became a man when you came along.
We spent the whole night talking.
You said you'd like to see the sun rise.
But in the gold of morning,
was nothing that I had not seen in your eyes.
I was so afraid to touch you,
thought you were too young, you know.
So I just watched you sleeping.
Then you woke and said to me,
The night is cold, it frightens me.
I could sleep so easy next to you.
Wasn't very long ago,
you said that you would like to share my role.
Then you started singing my song.
Spent so many nights a-waiting,
Lets not spend a moments wasting time,
because we have very far to go.
I will go if you will take me,
I have never had a lover.
I am young but I am so alone.
We spent the whole night talking.
Well it started out just like a dream
And like a dream I knew that what we had,
Would have to end
Cuz I was lookin' for a,
Lifetime lover and,
You were lookin' for a friend
Someone to be there
After all your night time lovers had gone,
The way they came
Someone who knew the way
And helped to play your daytime game
It's not the same
Well I started out pretending that I'd,
Come to mean enough to you to make,
You want to change
Then I came to realize that
There was just too much of you you'd have,
To rearrange
And I couldn't bear to wait around
For all your night time lovers to go,
The way they came
And it came to hurt too much for me
To have to play your daytime games
No one's to blame
Well it started out just like a dream
And like a dream I knew that what we had,
Would have to end
Cuz I was lookin' for a,
Lifetime lover and,
You were lookin' for a friend
I was lookin' for a,
Lifetime lover and,
Yeah, I've had my share of broken dreams
And more than a couple of falls
And in chasin' what I thought were moonbeams
I have run into a couple of walls
But in looking back at the places I've been
The changes that I've left behind
I just look at myself to find
I've learned the hard way every time
'Cause I've had my share of good intentions
And I've made my share of mistakes
And I've learned at times it's best to bend
'Cause if you don't well those are the breaks
Should have listened to all the things I was told
But I was young and too proud at the time
Now I look at myself to find
I learn the hard way ev'ry time
But in looking back at the lessons I've learned
And the mountains I wanted to climb
I just look at myself to find
I've learned the hard way ev'ry time
'Cause I've had my share of broken dreams
And more than a couple of falls
And in chasin' what I thought were moonbeams
I have run into a couple of walls
But in looking back at the faces I've been
I would sure be the first one to say
When I look at myself today
Snowy nights and Christmas lights,
Icy windowpanes,
Make me wish that we could be
Together again
And the windy winter avenues
Just don't seem the same,
And the Christmas carols sound like blues,
But the choir is not to blame
But it doesn't have to be that way
What we had should never have ended
I'll be dropping by today
We could easily get it together tonight
It's only right
Crowded stores, the corner Santa Claus,
Tinseled afternoons,
And the sidewalk bands play their songs
Slightly out of tune
Down the windy winter avenues
There walks a lonely man,
And if I told you who he is,
Well I think you'd understand
But it doesn't have to be that way
What we had should never have ended
I'll be dropping by today
We could easily get it together tonight
It's only right
No, it doesn't have to be that way
What we had should never have ended
I'll be dropping by today
We could easily get it together tonight
Don't you know, I had a dream last night
That you were here with me?
Lyin' by my side, so soft and warm
And we talked a while and shared a smile
And then we shared the dawn
But when I woke up, oh, my dream it was gone
Don't you know, I had a dream last night
And you were here with me?
Lyin' by my side, so soft and warm
And you said, you'd thought it over
You said that you were comin' home
But when I woke up, oh, my dream it was gone
I'm not the same, can you blame me?
Is it hard to understand?
I can't forget, you can't change me
I am not that kind of man
Don't you know, I had a dream last night
And everything was still?
And you were by my side, so soft and warm
And I dreamed that we were lovers
In the lemon-scented rain
But when I woke up, oh, I found that again
I had been dreamin'
Dreamin' again
I had been dreamin'
Dreamin' again
Sun come up in the morning
Blues 'round my head
I've got a troubled mind
And plenty of time to roam
As I walk this crooked highway
Never knowin' where to go
You know the only life I know
Is bein' on the road
I've got holes in my shoes that I fill with paper
When the sun's out they dry
And when it rains
Well, they get wet but I don't cry
Because the sun don't know no difference
Between a rich man and a bum
And the only life I know
Is movin' 'round the sky
See him grin down at you people
I guess you don't know what his laughter's from
But if you spend enough time on the road
Maybe you'd find out
Because the sun goes 'round in an endless circle
Never knowin' the reason why
Still there's something in the path
That it traces 'round the sky
It's like a circle with no ending
But it's a race we all must run
And it's the same bein'
A rich man or a bum
Nobody loves a fat girl
But, oh, how a fat girl can love
Nobody seems to want me
I'm just a truck upon the highway of love
I'm all alone inside of my form
When ev'ry ounce of me is dyin' to keep somebody warm
Nobody loves a fat girl
But, oh, how a fat girl can love
Nobody loves a fat girl
But, oh, how a fat girl can love
Nobody seems to want me
I'm just a truck upon the highway of love
The only game I can get the boys to play
Is to have them sit around and try to guess how much I weigh
Nobody loves a fat girl
But, oh, how a fat girl can love, pretty mama
Oh, how a fat girl can love
Well, I just got out
of the county prison doin'
90 days for nonsupport
Tried to find me
an executive position
but no matter how smooth I talk
They wouldn't listen to the fact
that I was a genius
the man said we got
all that we can use
Now I got them steadily depressin'
low-down mind-messin'
workin' at the carwash blues
Well, I should be sittin'
in an air-conditioned
office in a swivel chair
Talkin' some trash to
the secratary sayin'
(spoken) "Hey now, Mama
come on over here"
But still I'm stuck here rubbin'
these fenders with a rag
and walkin' home in soggy old shoes
With them steadily depressin'
low-down mind-messin'
workin' at the car wash blues
You know a man of my ability
he should be smokin'
on a big cigar
But till I get myself straight
I guess I'll just have to wait
in my rubber suit rubbin' these cars
Well all I can do is shake my head
you might not believe that it's true
but workin' at this
indoor Niagara falls is
an undiscovered Howard Hughes
So baby, don't 'spect to see me
with no double martini in
any high-brow society news
'Cause I got them steadily depressin'
low-down mind-messin'
workin' at the car wash blues