I've seen fire and I've seen rain 2

I’m gonna buy a ticket, now
As far as I can
Ain’t a-never comin’ back
Ride me a southbound
All the way to Georgia, now
Till the train, it run out of track

Well I’m Southbound, Lord I’m comin’ home to you.
Well I’m Southbound, baby, Lord I’m comin’ home to you.
I got that old lonesome feelin’ that’s sometimes called the blues.

East bound and down, loaded up and truckin’
We gonna do what they say can’t be done
We’ve got a long way to go and a short time to get there
I’m east bound, just watch ol’ Bandit run

Truckin’, got my chips cashed in
Keep truckin’, like the do-dah man
Together, more or less in line
Just keep truckin’ on


Eighteen wheels and a dozen roses
Ten more miles on his four day run
A few more songs from the all night radio
And he’ll spend the rest of his life
With the one that he loves

And the radio played that forgotten song
Brenda Lee’s “Coming On Strong”
And the newsman sang his same song
Oh, one more radar lover gone

There were ghosts in the eyes of all the boys you sent away
They haunt this dusty beach road
In the skeleton frames of burned out Chevrolets
They scream your name at night in the street
Your graduation gown lies in rags at their feet
And in the lonely cool before dawn
You hear their engines roaring on
But when you get to the porch they’re gone on the wind
So Mary, climb in
It’s a town full of losers
And I’m pulling out of here to win

What!?? I didn’t know “Coming On Strong” was an actual song! I thought the lyric was just:

Brenda Lee’s coming on strong

Like she was just on the radio. :smack:

And the newsman sang his THEME song

That’s what I always heard, anyway!


Baby, even the losers
Get lucky sometimes
Even the losers
Keep a little bit of pride
They get lucky sometimes

To be honest, me too until I googled it. So we’re both a little smarter today.

Oh, and in play:

I love winners when they cry, losers when they try
Music when it’s good and life
And I love you too

An another Tom T. Hall tune:

I like beer, it makes me a jolly good fellow
I like beer, it helps me unwind and sometimes it makes me feel mellow (Makes him feel mellow)
Whiskey’s too rough, Champagne costs too much, vodka puts my mouth in gear
This little refrain should help me explain as a matter of fact I like beer
(He likes beer)

In Heaven there ain’t no beer,
That’s why we drink it here.

There’s a tear in my beer
'Cause I’m crying for you, dear
You are on my lonely mind
Into these last nine beers
I have shed a million tears
You are on my lonely mind

If we could start anew, I wouldn’t hesitate,
I’d gladly take you back, and tempt the hand of fate,
Tears on my pillow, pain in my heart, caused by you.


Oh, you wished me well
You, you couldn’t tell
That I’d been crying over you
Crying over you

One less bell to answer
One less egg to fry
One less man to pick up after
I should be happy
But all I do is cry

But when he’s gone
Me and them lonesome blues collide
The bed’s too big
The frying pan’s too wide

And I’m leaving the light on the stairs
No I’m not scared - I wait for you
Hey Jesse, I’m lonely, come home

Jesse, I’ll always cut fresh flowers for you
Jesse, I’ll always make the wine cold for you
Jesse, I will change the sheets for you
Put on cologne
And I will wait by the phone for you
Oh, Jesse.

Jesse – Carly Simon