I asked her to marry me, she smiled and pulled out a knife
“The party’s just beginning,” she said, “Your money or your life?”
Last Night, The Traveling Wilburys
The first cut is the deepest
Baby, I know, the first cut is the deepest
When it come to being lucky, she’s cursed
When it come to loving me, she’s worst
He had white horses
And ladies by the score
All dressed in satin
And waiting by the door
Ooh, what a lucky man he was
Ooh, what a lucky man he was
I must’ve been through about a million girls
I’d love 'em and I’d leave 'em alone
I didn’t care how much they cried, no sir
Their tears left me cold as a stone
But then I fooled around and fell in love
I fooled around and fell in love
To all the girls I’ve loved before
Who traveled in and out my door
I’m glad they came along
I dedicate this song
To all the girls I’ve loved before
First girl I loved
Time has come I will sing the sad goodbye song
When I was seventeen, I used to know you
And I haven’t seen you now in so many years
And the last time I saw you
You said you joined the Church of Jesus
But me I remember your long red hair
Falling in our faces as I kissed you
Incredible String Band
When I was seventeen, it was a very good year
It was a very good year for small town girls
In a West End town, a dead end world
The East End boys and West End girls
California girls
We’re unforgettable
Daisy Dukes
Bikinis on top
Sun-kissed skin
So hot
We’ll melt your popsicle
I wish they all could be California
I wish they all could be California
I wish they all could be California girls
Going to California with an aching in my heart
Someone told me there’s a girl out there
With love in her eyes and flowers in her hair
But don’t tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
I just don’t think he’d understand
And if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
He might blow up and kill this man
I am a woman of heart and mind
With time on her hands
No child to raise
You come to me like a little boy
And I give you my scorn and my praise
I know I keep you amused
But I feel I’m being used
Oh, Maggie, I couldn’t have tried anymore
You led me away from home
Just to save you from being alone
You stole my heart and that’s what really hurts
Got a wife and kids in Baltimore, Jack
I went out for a ride and I never went back
Like a river that don’t know where it’s flowing
I took a wrong turn and I just kept going
Everybody’s got a hungry heart
I wanna know, can you tell me
Am I in love to stay?
Take me to the river, drop me in the water
Take me to the river, dip me in the water
Washing me down, washing me down
I’m wasting here
With everyone
Just wash it all away
I’m waiting here
For anyone
To wash it all away
Wash it all away!
Wastin’ away again in Margaritaville
Searchin’ for my lost shaker of salt
Some people claim that there’s a woman to blame
Now I think, hell, it could be my fault
Wasted away again in Marijuanaville
Lookin’ for my roach clip on a rope.
Some people claim there’s a woman to blame
But I know it’s all this damned dope.
Marijuanaville – Travis Meyer
-“BB”-