Lyrics:
The ice cream man, he's a hillbilly fan
Got 78s by Hank Snow
Walks down the street shufflin' his feet
To a rhythm that only he knows
And I've
the sides of these mountains
Oh these great sleeping Adams
Who are lonely even here in paradise
Lonely for somebody to kiss them
And I'll sing my song
But at a half a mile from heaven you dropped me back
Down to this cold, cold world
Took me riding in your rocket, gave me a star
But at a half a mile
by a string,
Every little thing
Is understood
Between Martin and me.
He's hollow in the middle
From the shape that he's in.
He's either filled
of here
Said a man in a raincoat
So I moved in with you and you loved me
Took a trip down the highway
And I spoke with my folks
It's a serious business
can't give what I haven't got
I don't know where or why or when
I only know the shape I'm in
So here's to the clown down in the mouth
Here's
I dedicate this song to the workin' man
For ever' mabn that puts in a hard
Eight or ten hours a day of work and toil and sweat
Always got somebody
lovin' with me,
Layin' all my troubles down,
Here I am, baby,
Come and take me,
Here I am, baby,
Come and take me,
Take me by the hand.
Show
and sometimes
Strolling for miles to a movie show
Singing a song "Shoobedoo
"While birds and rich folks flew
Right on by
But we got by
Lord knows we got
Here's a song I wrote on a plane between Dallas and Austin
Goin' to El Paso
Whoops
Now this is what gave us the idea to come down here,
This is
Yeah, clap your hands
We're having a party
Dancing to the music
Played by the DJ
On the radio
Cokes are in the icebox
Popcorn's on the table
silent song
Made the hour twice as long
As I waited for the sun to go sinking
I lived by the window
As he talked to himself
This silence of tongues, it
And if you like it here I have an idea
Tomorrow let's all meet again
Down at the Red Rose Cafe in the Harbor
There by the port just outside
rattling your ground
Karma's on your scent like a bounty hunter
Karma's gonna track you down
Step by step, from town to town
Sweet like justice, karma is
Once I visited my cousin, in Milwaukee, USA
She got boyfriends by the dozen, when she sang in a lowdown way
She was a positive sensation
The songs
what's going down
Singing songs and carrying signs
Getting so much resistance
From behind
Think it's time we
Stop! Hey
What's that sound
need nobody else
Always hanging around
Yeah yeah, baby, oh oh
Well let me tell you baby
We're gonna move away from here
Well I don't need no ash
Night was never just a song
Stockings are hung by the chimney with care
It's the most wonderful time of the year
Ice cream castles in the sky
There
need nobody else
Always hanging around
Yeah yeah, baby, oh oh
Well let me tell you baby
We're gonna move away from here
Well I don't need no ash
her anywhere from here to California
When this song is over, I gotta find her
'Cause she had me at "Heads Carolina"
(Heads Carolina, tails
your head bowed down you're staring at the floor,
Search out to me with your weary eyes.
I'll sing a song for you,
That's what I'm here to do,
To sing
music ballerinas
My music Sicily, rich California smell
An axe killer adventure, paint a picture well
I sing a song from Sing-Sing, sippin' on ginseng
gazed down at the floor
And nodded once or twice
At what she said
The sacred harp
That David played to make his songs of praise
We long to hear
as the miles went by
Sit back with your head on the pillow
When you remember it makes you cry
Ghost cars on the freeway
Like friends that you thought you had
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