All I can think of is,
Thank God and Greyhound you’re gone!
My father was a gambler down in Georgia
He wound up on the wrong end of a gun
And I was born in the back seat of a Greyhound bus
Rollin’ down highway forty-one
Hey bus driver, keep the change
Bless your children, give them names
Don’t trust men who walk with canes
And the wheels on the bus go 'round and 'round…
Bus stop, wet day
She’s there, I say
Please share my umbrella
Bus stops, bus goes
She stays, love grows
Under my umbrella
I don’t mind spending everyday,
Out on your corner in the pouring rain,
Look for the girl with the broken smile,
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile…
And she will be loved…
And now I’m standing on the corner, waiting in the rain
But then in sunlight without warning, I invent a name
Me and Sarah Jane, we had a special thing going
Me and Sarah Jane
Then: out of the blue
Love came rushing in
Out of the sky
Came the sun
Out of left field
Came a lucky day
Out of the blue
No more pain
Hey, there, Mister Blue
We’re so pleased to be with you
Look around see what you do
Everybody smiles at you
Be careful, Mister Blue
This phase you’re going through
Can lead you nowhere else but to disaster
Excuse us while we grin
You’ve worn our patience thin
It’s time to show you who’s your master
Out of the blue on the wings of a dove
A messenger comes, with the beating of drums
It’s not a message of love
Ooh hoo hoo, Jackie Blue,
Lives her life from inside of her room,
Hides a smile when she’s wearin’ a frown…
She wore blue velvet
Bluer than velvet was the night
Softer than satin was the light
From the stars
Is this my home? (this is our home)
This desolate dome (this desolate dome)
I call out to the stars
I’m alone in my house on Mars
Our house is a very, very, very fine house with two cats in the yard
Life used to be so hard
Now everything is easy 'cause of you
Wonder this time where she’s gone
Wonder if she’s gone to stay
Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
And this house just ain’t no home
Anytime she goes away
It’s just no good anymore
When you walk through the door of an empty room
And then you go inside and sat at the table for one
It’s no fun when you spend the day without her
Looking out at the road rushing under my wheels
Looking back at the years gone by like so many summer fields
You need to clear away
All the jetsam in your brain
And face the truth
Well love can make amends
But while the darkness always ends
You’re still alone
So drive home
If only I could touch you
Like the wind can touch the sail
If only I could touch you, darling
Now that words have failed
Oh, Flotsam still afloat
Oh, Jetsam thrown out of the boat