Show as old as time
Worn as it can be
Oversized and grand
Then someone is canned
Unexpectedly
Just a little change
Says the Disney Beast
Profit’s growing thin
Downsizing is in
Beauty’s been decreased
First a missing spoon
Then a fired fork
(Bye bye!)
Then the chorus boys
Are replaced by toys
Even in New York
I’ll never be your Beast of Burden
My back is broad but it’s a hurting
All I want is for you to make love to me
The road is long
With many a winding turn
That leads us to who knows where
Who knows where
But I’m strong
Strong enough to carry him
He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother
Every mornin’ at the mine you could see him arrive
He stood six-foot-six and weighed two-forty-five
Kinda broad at the shoulder and narrow at the hip
And everybody knew ya didn’t give no lip to big John
(Big John, big John)
Big bad John (big John)
And he’s bad bad Leroy Brown
Baddest cat in the whole damn town
Badder than old King Kong
And meaner than a junkyard dog
Cats and dogs and rooster calls
Telephones and pay phone stalls
They take away
The lonely days
And now
They take away
The lonely days
For now
Looking at the world
Through the sunset in your eyes
Trying to make the train
Through clear Moroccan skies
Ducks and pigs and chickens call
Animal carpet wall to wall
American ladies five foot tall in blue
Sweeping cobwebs from the edges of my mind
Had to get away to see what we could find
Hope the days that lie ahead
Bring us back to where they’ve led
Listen not to what’s been said to you
Would you know we’re riding
On the Marrakesh Express
Would you know we’re riding
On the Marrakesh Express
All on board that train
Driving that train, high on cocaine,
Casey Jones you better watch your speed
Trouble ahead, trouble behind
And you know that notion just crossed my mind
You know I’ve smoked a lot of grass
O’ Lord, I’ve popped a lot of pills
But I never touched nothin’
That my spirit could kill
You know, I’ve seen a lot of people walkin’ 'round
With tombstones in their eyes
But the pusher don’t care
Ah, if you live or if you die
God damn, The Pusher
God damn, I say The Pusher
I said God damn, God damn The Pusher man
I wanna push you around
Well I will, well I will
I wanna push you down
Well I will, well I will
I wanna take you for granted
I wanna take you for granted
Yeah, well I will
You’re taking me for granted
What would you do without your
Doorbell, light switch, headset, receivers
Television, telephone, phonograph speakers
All the machines say, I’m okay
I’m just out of Austin bound for SanAntone,
The radio blasting,
The bird-dog on…
What am I doin’ hangin’ ‘round?
I should be on that train and gone.
I should be ridin’ on that train to San Antone,
What am I doin’ hangin’ 'round?
You’ll see Amarillo, a-Gallup, New Mexico
Flagstaff, Arizona, don’t forget Winona
Kingman, Barstow, San Bernardino
Would you get hip to this kindly tip
Take that California trip?
Get your kicks on Route 66
I’ve been to Reno, Chicago, Fargo, Minnesota
Buffalo, Toronto, Winslow, Sarasota
Wichita, Tulsa, Ottawa, Oklahoma
Tampa, Panama, Mattawa, La Paloma
Bangor, Baltimore, Salvador, Amarillo
Tocopilla, Barranquilla, and Padilla, I’m a killer
I left Oklahoma drivin’ in a Pontiac
Just about to lose my mind
I was goin’ on to Arizona, maybe on to California
Where all the people live so fine
My baby said I was crazy, my momma called me lazy
I was goin’ to show 'em all this time
‘Cause you know I ain’t no fool and I don’t need no more schoolin’
I was born to just walk the line
Livin’ on Tulsa time
Livin’ on Tulsa time
Well, you know I’ve been through it
When I set my watch back to it
Livin’ on Tulsa time
You’re waking from the backroads,
In my memory
Ever smilin’
Ever gentle on my mind
Rock me gently
Rock me slowly
Take it easy
Don’t you know
That I have never been loved like this before
I want a man with a slow hand
I want a lover with an easy touch
I want somebody who will spend some time
Not come and go in a heated rush
I want somebody who will understand
When it comes to love, I want a slow hand
Slow ride
Take it easy