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In her wildest dreams
Blue eyes that gleam just like James Dean

Big plans their make in a small hometown
No chance to leave would really bring him
and Cragar mags
It's a pity that James never drove her

Hot Rod James Hot Rod James
The road is waiting for you
Spent all your money on an automobile
But
James, come on home
You've been gone too long baby
We can't let our hero die alone
We miss you day and night
You left town to live by the rifle
wide shut
Money bag's on +The Table+, gots to get locked up
Rebel I's simply slicker, pick up a pretty sister
Dig her out on +The Table+, bend off
like to act bad did you peep my ring
And the heat I bring burn like acid
So step back cause I burn through plastic
I'm the hardest down south and niggas
wonderful game
Maureen disappeared
And came back in a beard
And we all had to guess at her name
We talked about growing old gracefully
And Elsie who's
the stone
You will lift his body from the shore and bring him home

[Chorus]
Oliver James washed in the rain no longer
Oliver James washed in the rain no
Written by James O'Gwynn

Talk to me, oh lonesome heart
Help me through this lonely night
Lie to me and tell me ev'rything's alright
Talk to me, oh
The clouds of blue roll by
With flames from the dragon of darkness
The sunlight blinds his eyes

Oh oh Oh, ah ah ah ah
Bring it back,
Bring it back
Dark lady laughed and danced and lit the candles one by one
Danced to her gypsy music till her brew was done
Dark lady played back magic till the clock
west yesterday
Perhaps she's come back to her senses
And decided to come back to stay
Now I must go and bring her back
If it takes until my dyin' day
The fortune queen of New Orleans
Was brushing her cat in her black limousine
On the back seat were scratches
From the marks of men
Her fortune
laughed and danced and lit the candles one by one
Danced to her gypsy music till her brew was done
Dark lady played back magic till the clock struck
to the St. James Infirmary, 
I saw my baby there 
She was stretched out on a long white table, 
So cold, and fine, and fair 
Go ahead! 

Let her go, let
the doctor,
"She's very low," he said;
Went back to see my baby
Good God! She's lying there dead.

I went down to old Joe's barroom,
On the corner by
chump wit spunk, who dares to jump
By the hour, I push power like Hiroshima
Got dropped on by U.S.A. and like cleaned her
I manage to damage people
Evelyn sits by the elevator doors 
It's been thirty seven years since James dies on St. Patrick's Day in 1964 
But she could not hold it against
laughed and danced and lit the candles one by one
Danced to her gypsy music till her brew was done
Dark lady played back magic till the clock struck
The fortune queen of New Orleans
Was brushing her cat in her black limousine
On the back seat were scratches
From the marks of men
Her fortune
Little Sarah Trk 4 Dsc 1 3:06
Sleepy John Estes
(James 'Yank' Rachell)
James 'Yank' Rachell - Vocal & mandolin
With Jab Jones - piano, James 'Sleepy
Every night she sleeps alone
And by her bed she puts the phone
And every morning after that
She takes the phone and puts it back

He's got
Hey, Mr. Dream Merchant 
Everything depends on you 
Oh, hey, Mr. Dream Merchant 
Bring her back to me 
And make my dreams come true 

When I
The clouds of blue roll by
With flames from the dragon of darkness
The sunlight blinds his eyes

Oh oh Oh, ah ah ah ah
Bring it back,
Bring it back
As she's spreading her wings
The front door might slam
But the back door it rings
And smokey sings, he sings

Elegance in eloquence for sale or rent
My neighbor Carl, he lives next door
Pink flamingos on his porch
At night he teaches driving school
And he sits out by his plastic pool
He takes off