So, goodnight you moonlight ladies,
Rockabye sweet baby James…
You say you came to Baltimore from Ole Miss
Class of seven-four, gold ring
The eastern moon looks ready for a wet kiss
To make the tide rise again
Moonlight feels right
Moonlight feels right
They call Alabama the Crimson Tide
Call me Deacon Blues…
Away out here they got a name
For rain and wind and fire
The rain is Tess, the fire Joe,
And they call the wind Maria
They got a name for the winners in the world
I want a name when I lose…
I can feel it in my bones
any day you’ll be up and gone
Oh I’m losing you
It’s all over your face someone’s takin’ my place
Could it be that I’m losing you
Of all the love I have won, and have lost
There is one love I should never have crossed
She was a girl in a million my friend
I should have known she would win in the end
I’m a loser
And I lost someone who’s near to me
I’m a loser
And I’m not what I appear to be
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
To all the girls I once caressed
And may I say, I’ve held the best
For helping me to grow, I owe a lot, I know
To all the girls I’ve loved before
Girls, girls, girls,
Long legs and burgundy lips,
Girls, girls, girls,
Dancin’ down the Sunset Strip,
Girls, girls, girls,
Red lips, fingertips…
I hold your hand in mine dear
I press it to my lips
I take a healthy bite from your dainty fingertips
my joy would be complete dear
if you were only here
but still I keep your hand as a precious souvenir
Joyful, joyful, we adore thee,
God of glory, Lord of love;
Hearts unfold like flowers before thee,
Opening to the sun above.
Melt the clouds of sin and sadness;
Drive the dark of doubt away.
Giver of immortal gladness,
Fill us with the light of day!
My eyes adored you, though I never laid a hand on you,
My eyes adored you like a million miles away from me,
You couldn’t see how I adored you,
So close, so close yet so far away
Doesn’t anybody stay in one place any more?
It would be so fine to see your face at my door,
It doesn’t help to know you’re just time away.
Long ago I reached for you and there you stood,
Holding you again could only do me good,
Oh how I wish I could but you’re so far away.
Here I am again in this mean old town
And you’re so far away from me
And where are you when the sun goes down
You’re so far away from me
Here I am again
Holiday Inn
Same old four walls again
Gee, but it’s fine to be back home again (whoa, now)
Say, Holiday Inn, I’m on the road again
Trailer for sale or rent, rooms to let, fifty cents.
No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain’t got no cigarettes
Ah, but, two hours of pushin’ broom
Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room
I’m a man of means by no means, king of the road.
NM. Too late.
And it’s too late, baby now, it’s too late
Though we really did try to make it
Somethin’ inside has died, and I can’t hide
And I just can’t fake it, oh, no, no
Ashes of laughter,
The coast is clear,
Why do all the best things always disappear,
Ophelia please come back home…
Ophelia had two cars
She’s driving away in one of them
The other one didn’t start
She couldn’t afford to bring it in