Things get a little easier, once you understand.
It don’t come easy
You know it don’t come easy
It don’t come easy
You know it don’t come easy
Take it easy, take it easy
don’t let the sound of your own
wheels make you crazy
Take me to another place, take me to another land
Make me forget all that hurts me, let me understand your plan
Take me away, a secret place
A sweet escape, take me away
Take me away to better days
Take me away, a hiding place
Nowhere to run to, baby, nowhere to hide
Got nowhere to run to, baby, nowhere to hide
Nowhere Man, please listen
You don’t know what you’re missing
Nowhere Man, the world is at your command
Play the drum a little bit louder
Tell them they can live without her
If they only listen to the band
Listen to the band
And our friends are all on board
Many more of them live next door
And the band begins to play
We’re an American band
We’re an American band
We’re comin’ to your town
We’ll help you party it down
We’re an American band
Counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike,
They’ve all come to look for America…
Now the first of December was covered with snow
and so was the turnpike from Stockbridge to Boston
listen
And she said, "Hey ramblin’ boy
Why don’t you settle down?
Boston ain’t your kind of town
Bring back the Boston Rag
Tell all your buddies
That it ain’t no drag
Every Mame and Jane and Ruth
From Weehawken to Duluth
Slide, ride, glide the Michigan
Stomp, romp, pomp the Michigan
Jump, clump, pump the Michigan Rag
That lovin’ rag
You coax the blues right out of the horn, Mame.
You charm the husk right off of the corn, Mame.
“But I’ll take your bet, you’re gonna regret,
'Cause I’m the best there’s ever been”
You look like an angel
Walk like an angel
Talk like an angel
But I got wise
You’re the devil in disguise
Oh yes you are
The devil in disguise
Cantaloupe eyes come to me tonight
Judy in disguise, with glasses
I wear my sunglasses at night
So I can so I can
Watch you weave then breathe your story lines