The bells are ringing for me and my gal,
The birds are singing for me and my gal.
Ev’rybody’s been knowing to a wedding they’re going,
And for weeks they’ve been sewing,
Ev’ry Susie and Sal.
They’re congregating for me and my gal;
The parson’s waiting for me and my gal.
And sometime I’m gonna build a little home for two,
Or three or four or more,
In love land for me and my gal.
Eight days a week
I love you
Eight days a week
Is not enough to show I care
Morning comes at last, and she’s lying by my side
She’s got the face of the widow that keeps following me
And the body of my bride
I say, why are those buildings swaying like trees?
I say, can we stop for a while?
She says, can’t you hear the city that’s hidden in there?
It’s just another mile
I’ll dream I’m safe
In my hotel womb
Soft and soul made
It’s a wonderful room
I wish I’m back
In my hotel womb
Slip through the crack
To that wonderful room
Feeling good, feeling right, it’s Saturday night.
The hotel detective, he was out of sight.
Now, these fine ladies, they had a plan.
They was out to meet the boys in the band.
They said, “Come on, dudes! Let’s get it on.”
And we proceeded to tear that hotel down!
It’s getting late have you seen my mates
Ma tell me when the boys get here
It’s seven o’clock and I want to rock
Want to get a belly full of beer
My old man’s drunker than a barrel full of monkeys
And my old lady she don’t care
My sister looks cute in her braces and boots
A handful of grease in her hair
Don’t give us none of your aggravation
We had it with your discipline
Saturday night’s alright for fighting
Get a little action in
Get about as oiled as a diesel train
Gonna set this dance alight
'Cause Saturday night’s the night I like
Saturday night’s alright, alright, alright
He piloted this song in a plane like that one.
She is selling faith on the Go Tell crusade.
Locomotive 8, Southern Crescent, hear the bells ring again.
Field to weed is lookin’ thin
And the train conductor says
“Take a break Driver 8, Driver 8 take a break
We’ve been on this shift too long.”
And the train conductor says
“Take a break Driver 8, Driver 8 take a break
We can reach our destination, but we’re still a ways away”
So far away, nobody ever seems to stay in one place any more.
Well I was born in a small town.
And I can breath in a small town.
Gonna die in this small town.
And that’s probably where they’ll bury me.
If you go before I do
I’m gonna tell the gravedigger that he’d better dig two.
Bonedigger, Bonedigger,
Dogs in the moonlight.
Far away, my well-lit door.
Mr. Beerbelly, Beerbelly,
Get these mutts away from me!
You know, I don’t find this stuff amusing anymore …
So messed up I want you here
In my room I want you here
Now we’re gonna be face-to-face
And I’ll lay right down in my favorite place
And now I wanna be your dog
We go to the dog track on Saturday night,
We put all our money on a dog that we like,
A kiss and a cuddle, a hot meat pie,
Two dollar tickets and a starry sky.
Good luck had just stung me, to the race track I did go
She bet on one horse to win and I bet on another to show
The odds were in my favor, I had 'em five to one
When that nag to win came around the track, sure enough she had won
I don’t mind leavin’ here
To show the world we have no fear
'Cause we’re a winner
And everybody knows it too
Everybody seems to wonder what it’s like down here
I gotta get away from this day-to-day running around,
Everybody knows this is nowhere.
He’s a real nowhere man,
Living in his nowhere land,
Making all his nowhere plans
For nobody.
Every time I think about back home,
It’s cool and breezy
I wish that I could be there right now, just passing time.
Everybody seems to wonder what it’s like down here
I gotta get away from this day-to-day running around.
Everybody knows this is nowhere.
And after it rains
There’s a rainbow
And all of the colors are black
It’s not that the colors aren’t there
It’s just imagin-ation they lack
Everything’s the same
Back in my little town
Nothing but the dead and dying
Back in my little town
Nothing but the dead and dying
Back in my little town
When the sky-full if tears
Is threatening To fall
Don’t stand in the way
Come inside, close the door
The sky will clear again
After rhe rain…
When the clouds overhead
Want to capture your heart
Let them know you are strong
You will not be caught
The clouds will blow away
After the rain…
Though you can’t see it now
The sun never sets
It always knows
What you sometimes forget
The sun will shine again
After the rain
fall, Fall
fall, Fall
fall, Fall
It’s no matter if you’re born
To play the King or pawn
For the line is thinly drawn 'tween joy and sorrow,
So my fantasy
Becomes reality,
And I must be what I must be and face tomorrow.
So I’ll continue to continue to pretend
My life will never end,
And flowers never bend
With the rainfall.