Smoke, smoke, smoke that cigarette
Puff, puff, puff and if you smoke yourself to death
Tell St. Peter at the Golden Gate that you hate to make him wait
But you just gotta have another cigarette
Smoke, Smoke, Smoke That Cigarette – Jimmy Dean
-“BB”-
I was born one morning when the sun didn’t shine
I picked up a shovel and I walked to the mine
I loaded 16 tons of number nine coal
And the straw boss said, “Well, bless my soul!”
You load 16 tons; whaddaya get?
Another day older and deeper in debt!
St. Peter, don’t ya call me, cuz I can’t go
I owe my soul to the company store
Workin’ in a coal mine
Goin’ down, down, down
Workin’ in a coal mine
Oops, about to slip down
Workin’ in a coal mine
Goin’ down down, down
Workin’ in a coal mine
Oops, about to slip down
Five o’clock in the mornin’
I’m already up and gone
Lord, I’m so tired
How long can this go on?
Oh come all you young fellers so young and so fine
Seek not your fortune in a dark dreary mine
It’ll form as a habit and seep in your soul
Till the stream of your blood runs as black as the coal
Where it’s dark as a dungeon damp as the dew danger is double pleasures are few
Where the rain never falls the sun never shines
It’s a dark as a dungeon way down in the mine
Now they never reopened that worthless pit
They just placed a marble stand in front of it
These few words are written on that stand
“At the bottom of this mine lies a big, big man, Big John”
It’s in the evening after dark,
When the blackleg miner creeps to work,
With his moleskin pants and dirty shirt,
There goes the blackleg miner!
He takes his picks and down he goes
To hew the coal that lies below,
But there’s not a woman in this town-row
Will look at the blackleg miner.
And when I come back to the room
Everybody just seemed to move
And I turned my amp up loud and I began to play
And it was late in the evening
And I blew that room away
Late in the Evening – Paul Simon
-“BB”-
Live, all you people
You can see where you’re at
It doesn’t really hurt you
So that can’t be bad
Evening, time to get away
Evening, time to get away
C’mon, people, now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try and love one another, right now
I’ll say goodbye to love
No one ever cared if I should live or die
Time and time again the chance for love has passed me by
And all I know of love
Is how to live without it
I just can’t seem to find it
Melinda was mine til the time that I found her
Holding Jim; loving him
Then Sue came along; loved me strong, that’s what I thought
Me and Sue, but that died too
To all the girls I’ve loved before
If you wanted the sky
I would write across the sky in letters
That would soar a thousand feet high
“To sir, with love”
You’re gonna kick off before you’re half way through.
When will you realize
Vienna waits for you…
We walked in the cold air
Freezing breath on a window pane
Lying and waiting
A man in the dark in a picture frame
So mystic and soulful
A voice reaching out in a piercing cry
It stays with you until
The feeling has gone, only you and I
It means nothing to me
This means nothing to me
Oh, Vienna
And when that fog horn blows I will be coming home
And when the fog horn blows I want to hear it
I don’t have to fear it
And I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And magnificently we will flow into the mystic
From nowhere through a caravan
Around the campfire light
A lovely woman in motion
With hair as dark as night
Her eyes were like that of a cat in the dark
That hypnotized me with love
She was a gypsy woman,
She was a gypsy woman
Carry me caravan, take me away
Take me to Portugal, take me to Spain
Andalusia with fields full of grain
I have to see you again and again
Take me Spanish caravan
Yes I know you can
We crossed the river beds all etched in stone
And up the mighty mountains ever known
Beyond the valleys in the searing heat
Until we reached the caravanserai
Calling
Yearning
Pulling
Home to you
We spotted the ocean
At the head of the trail
Where are we goin’
So far away?
And somebody told me
That this is the place
Where everything’s better
And everything’s safe
Walk on the ocean
Step on the stones
Flesh becomes water
Wood becomes bone