Hear that lonesome whippoorwill
He sounds too blue to fly
The midnight train is whining low
I’m so lonesome I could cry
I hear the train a comin’ it’s rollin’ round the bend
And I ain’t seen the sunshine since I don’t know when
I’m stuck in Folsom Prison and time keeps dragging on
But that train keeps a rollin’ on down to San Antone.
When I was just a baby my mama told me son
Always be a good boy don’t ever play with guns
But I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die
When I hear that whistle blowin’ I hang my head and I cry.
Whistle down the wind
Let your voices carry
Drown out all the rain
Light a patch of darkness
Treacherous and scary
Howl at the stars
Whisper when you’re sleepy
I’ll be there to hold you
I’ll be there to stop
The chills and all the weeping
You know your place in the sky
You hold your course and your aim
And each in your season returns and returns
And is always the same
And if you fall as Lucifer fell
You fall in flame
I am the god of hellfire! And I bring you
Fire, I’ll take you to burn
Fire, I’ll take you to learn
I’ll see you burn
There are so many contradictions
In all these messages we send
(We keep asking)
How do I get out of here
Where do I fit in?
Though the world is torn and shaken
Even if your heart is breakin’
It’s waiting for you to awaken
And someday you will-
Learn to be still
Learn to be still
The poets tell how Pancho fell
Lefty’s livin’ in a cheap hotel
The desert’s quiet and Cleveland’s cold
So the story ends were told
Pancho needs your prayers it’s true,
But save a few for Lefty too
He just did what he had to do
Now he’s growin’ old…
(my new theme song)
Old man, old man take a look at my life
Take a look, take a look
Old man, old man take a look at my life
cause I’m a lot like you
You weren’t your mama’s only boy
But her favorite one, it seems
She began to cry when you said goodbye
And sank into your dreams
I spoke of wings
You just flew
I wondered, I guessed, I tried
You just knew
I sighed
But you swooned, I saw the crescent,
You saw the Whole of the Moon
The Whole of the Moon…
Blue moon you saw me standing alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own
Blue moon
You knew just what I was there for
You heard me saying a pray’r for
Someone I really could care for
And then there suddenly appeared before me
The only one my arms will ever hold
All that is now
All that is gone
All that’s to come
and everything under
the sun is in tune
but the sun
is eclipsed by the moon.
Here in the valley that we all know
A river bend that’s deep and slow
Where every creature drinks their fill
And other creatures take their kill
Now Kate had went to catch a fish
To put inside her favorite dish
A catfish grabbed her by the head
And took her to his house instead
Otherwise the bar is ours, the day and the night
And the car wash, too
The matches and the buds, and the clean and dirty cars
The sun and the moon
So, kiss me Kate
Thou lovely loon
‘Ere we start on our honeymoon
So, kiss me Kate
Darlin’ devil, devine…
She caught the Katy,
And left me a mule to ride,
Now my baby caught the Katy,
Left me a mule to ride.
The train pulled out,
I swung on behind,
Crazy 'bout her,
That hard headed woman of mine
Performing on a stool
We’ve a sight to make you drool
Seven virgins and a mule
Keep it cool. Keep it cool
We would like it to be known
The exhibits that were shown
Were exclusively our own
All our own. All our own
There’s a song in the air,
But the fair senorita
Doesn’t seem to care
For the song in the air.
So I’ll sing to my mule
If you’re sure she won’t think that
I am just a fool
Serenading a mule.
When you see her, say a prayer and kiss your heart goodbye
She’s trouble, in a word get closer to the fire
Run faster, her laughter burns you up inside
You’re spinning round and round
You can’t get up, you try but you can’t
Quien es esa niña, who’s that girl
Senorita, mas fina, who’s that girl
Quien es esa niña, who’s that girl
Senorita, mas fina, who’s that girl
You spin me right 'round, baby
Right 'round like a record, baby
Right 'round, 'round, 'round
You spin me right 'round, baby
Right 'round like a record, baby
Right 'round, 'round, 'round