Lyrics:
counts the money underneath the bar?
Who rides the wrecking ball into our guitars?
Don't tell us you need us 'cause we're the ship of fools
Looking for
And a crescent city breeze
One wrong turn on Bourbon
Cuts like the knives of New Orleans
I'm a ghost dodging bullets
In all of these alleys
Just looking for
city, town and country lane
you hear him sing his plaintive little strain)
And as he goes by to you he'll say
(Big jumbos) big jumbo ones
(Come buy
this life is a drag
It's a shaky situation
And I'm hangin' on my will
And I get no satisfaction
From a hundred dollar bill
But I got what I came for
Rep my city every night
Hundred thousand worth of ice
Tight work, boy that's life work
Crystal clear starin make your eyes hurt
Time for the new
good-looking, trying to get into get me married
Get a home, settle down by the book.
Too much monkey business, too much monkey business
Too much monkey
The gangster came to see by boy
When I was working nights to pay one more bill
He promised the kid a sweeter life
Said, "Gotta understand it's dog
something that's a hundred proof
[Chorus]
It's nine a.m. in front of the church
People are going nuts just looking for the groom
And by the way
ol' Rocky Top Rocky Top Tennessee Rocky Top Tennessee
Once two strangers climbed old Rocky Top looking for a moonshine still
Strangers ain't come
looking all around.
Saw her gettin' in a yellow cab a-heading uptown.
I caught a loaded taxi, paid up everybody's tab.
Slipped a twenty dollar bill, an'
A small boy walked down a city street
Hope was in his eyes
As he searched the faces of the people he'd meet
For one he could recognize
Brother,
A small boy walked down a city street
Hope was in his eyes
As he searched the faces of the people he'd meet
For one he could recognize
Brother,
(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis)
Bill Fries says that this is based on a true story from the late '60s, when a band of hippies rolled into
A small boy walked down a city street
Hope was in his eyes
As he searched the faces of the people he'd meet
For one he could recognize
Brother,
Livin' in the city
Ain't never been my idea of gettin' it on
But the job demands that you make new plans
Before your big chance is gone
You get
Nadine, honey, is that you?
Seems like every time I catch up with you
You are up to something new
Downtown searching for her, looking all around
Saw
Wish that I was on old Rocky Top down in the Tennessee hills
Ain't no smoggy smoke on Rocky Top ain't no telephone bills
Once I had a girl on Rocky
I walked through the city limits
(Someone talked me in to try and do it)
Attracted by some force within it
(Had to close my eyes to get close
Wish that I was on ol' Rocky Top
Down in the Tennessee hills
Aint' no smoggy smoke on Rocky Top
Ain't no telephone bills
Once I had a girl
that ol' eight lane
I passed by a thousand signs
Looking for my own name
I went with nothing
But the thought you'd be there too
Looking for you
I walked through the city limits
(Someone talked me in to try and do it)
Attracted by some force within it
(Had to close my eyes to get close
He was a hard-headed man he was brutally handsome
And she was terminally pretty
She held him up and he held her for ransom
In the heart
He was a hard-headed man he was brutally handsome
And she was terminally pretty
She held him up and he held her for ransom
In the heart
Livin' in the city
Ain't never been my idea of gettin' it on
But the job demands that you make new plans
Before your big chance is gone
You get
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