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the pretty cowgirls meet
You'd think by now that I would know
What my reply should be

No way, Jose Cuervo
You're a bad hombre,
Amigo
You're out to get
No way Pedro, no way Jose
I just want to know, are you goin' my way?
Oh, I saw you standin' by the borderline
You can never make up your mind
number 
Way in the middle of the air 
Cryin' holy, holy to the Lord 

Old John the baptist, old John divine 
Frogs and snakes are gonna get John this time
Hey John
Stopped by this afternoon
To see you in the purple moon
Best I say what's on my mind
Best I say what's on my mind
Hey John, John, John
floor
And I'm standing over by the bandstand
Every eye gaping on John Finn's wife
Yeah, every eye gaping on John Finn's wife

Now John Finn's wife
work you know you owe me too much to stop
John said I got a little working to do but I ain't goin' by your clock

People said John was a slacker cause
at Monterrey...
But I see a lot of things along the way
And I did a lot of thinkin on the way.

I rode by a house, with the windows lighted up
Looking pretty
the rapids
There's only one way that's to ride

Taken down, taken down by the undertow
And I'm spiraled down the river bed
My fire is burning low

Catching
proved to you!

There was a big crowd of mourners at the church house
The section hands laid him in the sand
Trains go by on the rails John Henry laid.
I'm singing my say
He said I love you but I do not like your lowdown ways.

Well, John Henry went to a conjuring woman
Said this misery ain't no way
piece of country heaven
Where we turn it up to eleven

Uncle John's farm is a place we can go
Where no one will stand in our way
And you'll love Aunt
Coltrane and her cosmic strains
Still no vocal on blue black horizons

Your plasticity is tested by a formless assault
The sun can answer questions in
you're racing in the rapids
There's only one way, that's to ride.

Taken down, taken down
By the undertow
I'm spiralled down the river bed,
My fire
racing in the rapids
There's only one way, that's to ride.
Taken down, taken down
By the undertow
I'm spiraled down the river bed,
My fire is burning
But I seen a lot of things along the way
And I did a lot of thinkin' on the way

I rode by a house
With the windows lighted up
Lookin' pretty
Your Father is waiting there with open arms

Dear John,
People hurt you
And you know I’ve been hurt too
There’s no way to escape it,
Don’t let your pain
the radiator steam
She was stranded by the roadside on her way to bigger things
She threw her bags in back, said she liked my hat
Her name was Marilyn Justine
trap strapped in my armored truck
Your mami house next, tell that bitch to duck
Ain't no sympathying in a city streets
That's all I ever heard from my
of mine from way back, Dr John

Yeah.

We're gonna do this-a, we're gonna do this song
That was written by a, while back by this-a British-a trumpet
of mine from way back, Dr John

Yeah.

We're gonna do this-a, we're gonna do this song
That was written by a, while back by this-a British-a trumpet
But I seen a lot of things along the way
And I did a lot of thinkin' on the way

I rode by a house
With the windows lighted up
Lookin' pretty
Well in the steam of the man hole cities slum
Like a ghost it takes form in the sludge and the scum
Well Jose said he knew him but not for very long
friends and family we got jim jack john 
And even Jose all my roughty friends ready to play 
We may get a little loud 
But we don't hurt no one this is
still apply to me, they all make sense in time

Chorus
But now I'm incommunicado
Driving by myself down the road with a hole in it
Songs with no
. . . 

They say it happens when the one you love, 
Loves you! 

Music and Lyrics by John Rox 
With Hugo Winterhalter and His Orchestra