Lyrics:
In a room so lonely and cheerless
Sits a woman all alone
By her a cradle stands empty
And Dorrit, she sobs and she moans.
My husband, he no longer
Well, I tell by the way that you switch and walk
I can see by the way that you baby talk
I can know by the way that you treat your man
That I could
King Creole, go
There's a man in New Orleans who plays rock and roll
He's a guitar man with a great big soul
He lays down a beat like a ton
Roll on momma like I asked you to do
And roll on, eighteen-wheeler, roll on (roll on)
Well, it's Wednesday evening, momma's waitin' by the phone
It
my tongue still hung in my throat
He was hitting just about a hundred and ten
And he said
Man what do you think of this boat
Well there was two semis
a snowman
And pretend that he is possum brown
He'll say, 'Are you married?', we'll say, 'No man!'
But you can do the job when you're in town
Later
And the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man on the moon
When you comin' home?'
'Son, I don't know when
But we'll get together then
You know we'll have a good
a little beer in a tavern
I'll cry a little bit of these workin' man blues.
Well, hey, hey, workin' man workin' man like me
I ain't never been
can't be found.
Blues, why don't you let me ‘lone?
Blues, why don't you let me ‘lone?
I'll try to figure this out by myself, ‘cause I'm so blue and all
That long gray beard hung down to his chest
Ol' long hair was always a mess
And the laugh on that man, I'll never forget
You could hear him from
Now asks sweet mama
Lemme be her kid
She says, 'I might get boogied
Like to keep it hid'
Well, she looked at me
She be-gin to smile
Says, 'I
wonderland.
In the meadow we can build a snowman, (snowman)
Then pretend that he is parson brown
He'll say, "are you married?" we'll say, "no man! (no man
or so
We'll go for lunch down by the river
We can really talk it through
And being here without you is like I'm waking up to
Only half a blue sky
to wash my clothes
I don't want you to keep my home
I don't want your money too
I just want to make love to you
Well I can see by the way that you switch
Well, I tell by the way that you switch and walk
I can see by the way that you baby talk
I can know by the way that you treat your man
That I could
you're a lawyer or a texas oil man
Or some waitress busting ass at some liquor stand
If you got soul we hang out with people just like you
Well my
of good Old Blue
And he pulled me from that catastrophe
That was the day
My dead pet returned to save my life
I'm alive
He's alive
I'm alive
I
Blue Cyclone, Oooh
Well my wife went out of town 'bout a year or so back
And left me at home by myself to batch,
And after five straight nights
the lunatic New York night
It's very unlikely we'll be driven out of town
Or be hung in a tree
That's unlikely!
Tonight these crowds
Are happy and loud
parson brown
He'll say, Are you married?, we'll say, No man!
You can do the job when you're in town
Later on we'll conspire
As we dream by the fire
had a woman
Lord, she lived down by the mine,
She ain't never seen the sun,
Oh Lord, never stopped crying.
Then one day my man ,
Lord, she up
Bill Thaxton was an ex-ranger
One of the bravest by far
It's said that old Bill was the fastest man ever
To pin on a ranger's star
Stories about him
Oh, well I'm old enough to kick
And old enough to rock a the bop
Oh, well I'm old enough to kick
And old enough to rock a the bop
I got on my
Now asks sweet mama
Lemme be her kid
She says, 'I might get boogied
Like to keep it hid'
Well, she looked at me
She be-gin to smile
Says, 'I
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