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Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby
Let me know
Girl I'm gonna show you how to do it
And we start real slow
You just put your lips together
and the stars above
You can measure your riches by the ones you love

When I say goodbye, you can bet I'm gone
When a lonesome freight train whistle blows its
I live in the cemetery ol' caretaker they call me 
In the wintertime I rake the leaves and in the summer I cut the weeds 
When a funeral comes
I live in the cemetery
'Old Caretaker' they call me
In the wintertime I rake the leaves
And in the summer I cut the weeds

When a funeral comes
a glass jar inside of a hall
With my framed autographed sunglasses with Elton John's name on my drag wall,
I'm out the closet, I've been lyin' my ass off
Elton John's name on my drag wall, I'm out the closet, I've been lyin' my a** off

All this time me and Dre been f***in' with hats off (Suck it,
was a roadie
On Elton John's tour
She said "Let's go catch some Piscatore!"
I said "Beatrice, you don't eat fish no more"
She said "By G-d, you're
Motherfucker might as well let my lips pucker
Like Elton John, cause I'm just a mean cock sucker
This shit is on, cause you went and pissed me off
Now I'm
'em pickled and bronzed in a glass jar
Inside of a hall, with my framed autograph,
Sunglasses with Elton John's name, on my drag wall
I'm out
Will you tell me somethin', Mr. Lumberjack
Is it one for forward and three for back?
Is it two for stop or four for go?
Boy, ask a whistle punk, I don't
And they tell me that the thunder did roll
Sweet Jesus what a frightening sight to behold.

From that day on John Henry was a changed man
All he did was
to a life of shame
Many many times I've heard him tell me when he'd hear that whistle blow
That same old train that brought me here pal is gonna take me home
I remember the ways in the by gone days
When we were in our prime
How us and John L 
Give the old man hell
Down in the blue diamond mine

Well
he knows the score
Till the whistle blows and
The colors with their tempers fade away

He could have been you
He could have been me
He could have
Will you tell me somethin' Mr Lumberjack is it one for forward and three for back 
Is it two for stop or four for go boy ask a whistle punk I don't know
a tip-off
I play hard until I hear the ref blow the whistle
I'm a player but my game be so official
Never reach got to stay out of foul trouble
But I
When the whistle blows, yeah
And it won't be long, no, no
It won't be long

My daddy told me
When he said goodbye, yes he did
I'll be back, baby
tell the people to move back farther
I'm at the finish line and ain't no drill
It's so far behind that it don't got the brains to quit it
When she blows
Lord
When she blows up she'll scatter cross the hills"

(Slower...........)
(Spoken)
Well, John Henry had a little woman
I believe the lady's name
Lord
When she blows up she'll scatter cross the hills"

(Slower...........)
(Spoken)
Well, John Henry had a little woman
I believe the lady's name
that whistle blow a hundred miles.
A hundred miles, a hundred, baby,
Lord Lord Lord,
And you'll hear that whistle blow a hundred miles.

When I's
hear a steam whistle
Lord, when my train gonna come

The man that lives by the pistol
Dies by the smokin' gun (gun)
I think I hear a steam whistle
face
Blinded by the sorrow

How can I be smiling like before
When baby, you don't love me anymore

Say it isn't so
Tell me you're not leaving
Say
Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin
While I spin spin even ten cents on you, since when
Do you think it's gonna cost me a pretty penny?
Shit, if I
old colored feller who the folks was always fond
I don't even remember what his last name was we always just called him Uncle John
Why I remember when