Moon River wider than a mile,
I’m crossing you in style some day…
Amarillo by morning,
Amarillo I’ll be there.
She loves you, Big River,
More than me…
Burn on, big river, burn on
Burn on, big river, burn on
Now the Lord can make you tumble
And the Lord can make you turn
And the Lord can make you overflow
But the Lord can’t make you burn
'Cause your kisses lift me higher
Like a sweet song of a choir
And you light my morning sky
With burning love
Nm, same song.
And now our bodies are oh so close and tight
It never felt so good, it never felt so right
And we’re glowing like the metal on the edge of a knife
Glowing like the metal on the edge of a knife
Someone’s sneakin’ around that corner.
Could that someone be Mack the Knife?
Bang, bang, Maxwell’s silver hammer
Came down upon her head.
If I were a carpenter and you were a Lady,
Would you marry me anyway?
Would you have my baby?
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed.
“A” - you’re affordable,
“B” - you’re so beddable,
“C” - you’re a cheapie,
What a prize!
F is for fighting; R is for red
Ancestors’ blood in battles they’ve shed
E, we elect them; E, we eject them
In the land of the free and the home of the brave
D, for your dying; O, your overture
M, they will cover your grave with manure
This spells out “FREEDOM” it means nothing to me
As long as there’s a P.M.R.C.
Freedom’s just another word for nothin’ left to lose
Nothin’, don’t mean nothin’ hon’ if it ain’t free, no no
And, feelin’ good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues
You know, feelin’ good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee
But if I’m good enough to be your woman
Good enough to share your life
Good enough to live together
I’m good enough to be your wife
Good enough to have your children
Good enough to give 'em life
Good enough to do your cooking
I’m good enough to be your wife
Get out from that kitchen,
And rattle those pots and pans…
Let me sleep all night in your soul kitchen
Warm my mind near your gentle stove
Turn me out and I’ll wander baby
Stumblin’ in the neon groves
To watch your broken dreams,
Dance in and out of the beams,
Of a neon moon…
We got a million dollars worth of ethyl gas
And a reservation for the room
Tonight we’re gonna fly the Eldorado to the moon
Fly me to the moon
Let me play among the stars
Let me see what spring is like
On a, Jupiter and Mars
In other words, hold my hand
In other words, baby, kiss me