Lyrics:
would Bob do?
I was knocking on the pearly gates, made of precious stone
Looked kind of other worldly, inside there was a throne
I was let in by
Way down yonder you can hear the wind blow
Through the tall grass growing in the old bayou
The old bayou
There's a dark haired woman that looks
in the fog
And that whale of a crew
Was reduced down to two
Just myself and the Captain's old dog
Then the ship struck a rock
Oh Lord! what
remembered
So many times that my memories are worn
Daddy, won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County?
Down by the Green River where Paradise lay
Well,
So many times that my memories are worn.
[Chorus]
And, "Daddy, won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County?
Down by the Green River where Paradise
Thank you
DEXTER:
Drink up, chap.
Ah, please don't eat that glass, my friend.
Have you heard about dear Blanche?
Got run down by an avalanche.
MIKE:
No!
left the proof on her cheek
And I was only eight years old that summer
And I always seemed to be in the way
So I took myself down to the fair in town
And the ship lost its way in the fog
And that whale of the crew was reduced down to two
Just meself and the captain's old dog
Then the ship struck a rock, oh
introduced to courage
Don't get discouraged 'cause my words will threw her like flourish
We got the bounty (bounty)
We from the Queens county (county
the boys it was me and her
By fire in a field or down on the river
Every inch of that county was sacred ground
I wish I knew where that old truck was
that pass by in them old school chevies wit the top downs,
Beats that, you know, make the trunk rattle, rear-views shake,
Then they look at you wit
daddy left the proof on her cheek
And I was only eight years old that summer
And I always seemed to be in the way
So I took myself down to the fair in
mighty fine
Should’ve bought her rings
And should've bought her wine
But I went down the county line
Did the same old sin about a hundred times
Got to do
on dancin' on Dixie Avenue
Down in Rockingham County summer fell into fall
Leaves turned gold by the old stone wall
We met at the Quick Lunch, she told me
Texas behind
It was thunderin' and lightnin' when we left Nolan County
The bus rolled along through the night
And Old 36, was the magic black
No, I wrote that in 1975
In Binghamton, New York
Ragged Old Flag
I walked through a county courthouse square
And on a park bench an old
Man was
And the blues fell, mama's child
Tore me all upside-down
Blues fell, mam's child
And it tore me all upside down
Travel on, poor Bob
Just can't turn you 'round
done moved the city limits
Out by the county line
Put my head up to the window
Watch the city fade away
Put my head close to the window
Watch Oildale
who like it like it a lot
Apples in the Valley, scallops down in Digby
Pizza Sauce from Pictou County is just okay, forgive me
Sydney is Sydney
done moved the city limits
Out by the county line
Put my head up to the window
Watch the city fade away
Put my head close to the window
Watch Oildale
I still trim the bumper off in the front just to fit my 35's
I got the tread still hummin' down cracked asphalt
Singin' Billy Bob loves Charlene
Everything went from bad to worse
Money never changed a thing
Death kept followin', trackin' us down
At least I heard your bluebird sing
Now
We were barrelling down old 17
When a man with a blinking red light
Was on our tail
He said you were doing 60 in a 45
But I'm gonna let you go this
the same stage
Like old sovereign days
They'll be birds of a feather
The suits are Armani
The shoes patent leather
Get back to Home Counties
You're blessed
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