Lyrics That Are Stuck in Your Head Right Now

Where's the float for the gas? How much left does he have? Grab the keys and go; here's another show...

"I'll see you on the other side!"

"When the field has become a garden
And the wall has stood the test
Children play and the dogs run barking
Who would think or who would guess?

What a night though it's one of seven....."

Strange avenues where you lose all sense of direction
And everywhere is Main Street in the winter sun.
The wino sleeps cold coat lined with the money section.
Looking like a record cover from 1971.

And here am I warm feet and a limo waiting.
Shall I make us both feel good?
And would a dollar do?
But in your streets, I have no credit rating
And it might not take a lot to be alone just like you.

Free from the start / Left to depart / Finding the pleasure and the pain in his art / Lost in the hush / No need to rush / Time waits for him, him who creates with the brush.

"Hey!.......Santa!....... Pass us that bottle, will you?"

Yeah it's been hard, going a long time; and we're together even now

"You can call me a hog-drunken swine
Because I like drinking wine
But I'm really not drunk all the time
I was sober when I made up this rhyme

There's Moonshine in the mountains
And it's going so cheap
So grab yourself a bucket
A still's waters run deep

There's an injun who married a squaw
'Cause her feet, they were size twenty four
I'll tell you what he marridged her for
When you help me get up from this floor

There's Moonshine in the mountains
And it's going so cheap
So grab yourself a bucket
A still's waters run deep

Well the reason this redskin got wed
To his freak-footed bride, like I said
Has completely gone out of my head
Won't you please pass that bottle instead

There's Moonshine in the mountains
And it's going so cheap
So grab yourself a bucket
A still's waters run deep.

I remember it much better now
It had something to do with a cow
She could milk it with one foot and plough
With the other, no that ain't right somehow

There's Moonshine in the mountains
And it's going so cheap
So grab yourself a bucket
A still's waters run deep

I recall that they both came to town
She was wearing a buffalo gown
And the old man, when he saw my frown
Said she's great when she treads them grapes down

There's Moonshine in the mountains
And it's going so cheap
So grab yourself a bucket
A still's waters run deep"


Edited by BaldJean - January 30 2018 at 00:57

"Wounded, Old And Treacherous"

Bad news, bad news,
Come to me where I sleep,
Turn, turn, turn again.
Sayin' one of your friends
Is in trouble deep,
Turn, turn to the rain
And the wind.

Tell me the trouble,
Tell once to my ear,
Turn, turn, turn again.
Joliet prison
And ninety-nine years,
Turn, turn to the rain
And the wind. Oh whats the charge

Of how this came to be,
Turn, turn, turn again.
Manslaughter
In the highest of degree,
Turn, turn to the rain
And the wind.

I sat down and wrote
The best words I could write,
Turn, turn, turn again.
Explaining to the judge
I'd be there on Wednesday night,
Turn, turn to the rain
And the rain.

Edited by SteveG - January 31 2018 at 14:22