Summertime will be a big love-in there…
In the streets of San Francisco
Gentle people with flowers in their hair…
And I knew,
She had made me happy.
Flowers in her hair,
Flowers everywhere.
I love the flower girl,
Oh, I don’t know just why, she simply caught my eye,
I love the flower girl,
She seemed so sweet and kind, she crept into my mind…
Take me down little Susie, take me down
I know you think you’re the queen of the underground
And you can send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flowers by the mail
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
And I won’t forget to put roses on your grave
Here comes the sun
Here comes the sun, and I say
It’s all right
Little darling, it’s been a long cold lonely winter
Little darling, it feels like years since it’s been here
Here comes the sun
Here comes the sun, and I say
It’s all right
Little darling, the smiles
little darling, it seems like years since it’s been here
Here comes the sun
comes here, and I say
it’s all right
The sun won’t set.
It’s fruitless to hope or to fret.
It’s dark as it’s going to get.
The hands on the clock turn but don’t sing a nocturne just yet.
You need hands to hold someone you care for
You need hands to show that you’re sincere
When you fear nobody wants to know you
You need hands to brush away the tears
Hands, touching hands
Reaching out, touching me, touching you
I’ve got me ten fine toes to wiggle in the sand.
Lots of idle fingers snap to my command.
A lively pair of heels that kick to beat the band.
Contemplatin’ nature can be fascinatin’.
Big orange ball, sinkin’ in the water
Toes in the sand
Couldn’t get much hotter
Little umbrella shaped margaritas
Coconut oil, tan senoritas…
Half a mile from the county fair
And the rain came pourin’ down
Me and Billy standin’ there
With a silver half a crown
Hands are full of a fishin’ rod
And the tackle on our backs
We just stood there gettin’ wet
With our backs against the fence
Oh, the water
Oh, the water
Oh, the water
Hope it don’t rain all day
[Nonstop Biblical deluge here so far today…]
After the rain
No clouds over you
After the rain
Sun yellow sky blue
After the rain
After the rain
Though you can’t see it now
The sun never sets
It always knows
What you sometimes forget
A drunk stumbled out of the tavern,
And down in the sewer he died,
The barkeep renamed the tavern
The Sewer-cide
Oh, it ain’t gonna rain no mo’, no mo’
It ain’t gonna rain no mo’
How in the hell can the old folks tell
If it ain’t gonna rain no mo’?
Billy Dalton staggered on the sidewalk
Someone said, he stumbled and he fell
Six squad cars came screamin’ to the rescue
Hauled old Billy Dalton off to jail
‘Cause the law is for protection of the people
Rules are rules and any fool can see
We don’t need no drunks like Billy Dalton
Scarin’ decent folks like you and me, no siree
Now by this time I’m plenty high
You know when your mouth a-getting dry
You’re plenty high
Looked down the bar I say to my bartender
I said look man, come down here, he got down there
So what you want this time?
I said look man, a-what time is it?
He said the clock on the wall say three o’clock
Last call for alcohol
So what you need?
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
No I ain’t seen my baby since a nigh’ and a week
Gotta get drunk man 'til I can’t even speak
Gonna get high man listen to me
One drink ain’t enough Jack you better make it three
I want to get drunk I’m gonna make it real clear
I want one bourbon, one scotch and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
You’re as smooth as Tennessee whiskey
You’re as sweet as Strawberry wine,
You’re as warm as a glass of Brandy,
And I stay stoned on your love all the time…
Each night I leave the bar room When it’s over
Not feeling any pain at closing time
But tonight your memory found me much too sober
Could not drink enough to keep you off my mind
Tonight the bottle let me down
And let your memory come around
The one true friend I thought I’d found
Tonight the bottle let me down
I’ve always had a bottle I could turn to
And lately I’ve been turnin ‘every day
But the wine do not take effect the way it used to
And I’m hurtin’ in an old familiar way
Tonight the bottle let me down
And my memory come
true I thought I’d find
Tonight the
bottle let me down
You’re gone and I gotta stay high all the time
To keep you off my mind
One toke over the line,
Sweet Jesus,
One toke over the line,
Sittin’ downtown in a railway station,
One toke over the line…
Darkness falls and the night’s begun,
The river of light burns as bright as the sun,
Under the waning moon is danger to be found.
For the man with the badge in the night,
The man with the badge in the night.
– What’s his name?
Mr. Downtown…
A fugitive has been away so long
A thousand years, and now he thinks of home
The long men are waiting in the wings
To put him in chains upon his return
Emptiness, his bitterness is gone
Journey on to the eternal reward
It’s a long way to go
A black angel at your side