Lyrics:
of Hearts
Backstage the girls were playin' five-card stud by the stairs
Lily had two queens, she was hopin' for a third to match her pair
Outside
worth nothin' but it's free
Feelin' good was easy, Lord,
When he sang the blues
And feelin' good was good enough for me
Good enough for me
by the time he's in his teens
And heaven help him if he's anything like me
He'll probably stay out too late and drive his car too fast
Get
once he even followed Elvis Presley
And he wrote a lot of country songs for me
But he laid it all aside to follow Jesus
For years he chose to let
Saxophone some place nearby played she was walking on by at the arcade
As a light burst through a bead of shade
But as he was waking she dropped a coin into
to him
He said this is my wife
I gave my best smile
But I was dying inside
He said we gotta go now
It's getting late
It was so good to see you
And then
Me and my brother was down close to the depot
When I heard the report of a pistol
I hollered, "I wonder what was that!"
He run out and come back
Benzedrine
There's a boy just down below me, who's the son of some well-known
He was brought in by his mother, 'cause his daddy's always gone
There's a bum
A laughing baby boy one evening in his play
Disturbed the household with his noisy glee
I warned him to be quiet but he soon would disobey
For he
Ziggy played for time
Jiving us that we were voodoo
The kids were just crass
He was the nazz
With God-given ass
He took it all too far
But, boy,
played by ear.
It was raining hard but the fiddler didn't care
He sawed away at the popular air
Though his rooftop leaked like a waterfall
That
the Hunchback, better get out of his way
Fee fee, fi fi, fo fo, fum, it was a monster's holiday
Uncle Bill, well, he took ill, and they sent for me to come
said to me
Don't worry about it just do what you do
And do it good do it good, do it good
Do it good, do it good
Ah, fish was made for hookin'
made of
Gold and took his train
His woman's name was Margaret
He loved her but she went away
And left his heart undone
He called this train the Diplomat
that look for trouble
And live in the street with rank
No better picture to paint than me walking from bible study
And called his homies because he
by the time he's in his teens
And heaven help him if he's anything like me
He'll probably stay out too late and drive his car too fast
Get
shiny boots, a nudie suit, and haunted, haunted eyes
He said, "Friend, it's good to see you
It's nice to know you care"
Then the wind picked up, he was
nothing, girl
But I'll stand up and tell the world
You're good for me, oh yes, you are
You're good for me
Oh, like a honey is good for the bee
You're
In a corner by the square
The drinks were served as usual
And a goodly crowed was there
On my left stood Joe McKenney
His eyes blood shot and red
He
worth nothin' but it's free
Feelin' good was easy, Lord,
When he sang the blues
And feelin' good was good enough for me
Good enough for me
And all the stories that he told me
Back when I was just a lad
All the memories that he gave me
All the good times that he had
Growin' up a Kansas
as they danced so divine
I kept hopin', kept on lookin'
But I couldn't catch his eye
Oh, then he got up
And he saw me
But he just walked right on by
At closer range his face was strange
But his manner was familiar
So I walked up the stairs like a good girl should
He followed me up the stairs like I
Remember the Alamo
When help was on the way
It's better here and now
I feel that good today
I'd like to take a walk
But not around the block
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