How dry I am
How dry I am
Nobody knows
How dry I am
Water enough to drink for two
And Joe said to me, “I’ll have a swig
And then there’s some for you.”
Timothy, Timothy, Joe was looking at you
Timothy, Timothy, God what did we do?
I never understood a single word he said
But I helped him drink his wine -
Yeah, he always had some mighty fine wine
Put some money in the jukebox, and let it play,
For my heart is cold with it’s pain,
Take the cork from a bottle of a warm red wine,
And, fill my glass up, again…
Put a quarter in the juke
Boogie til you puke
Pop that Locker Room
Let’s really zoom
Shootin and a-tootin
All night long
The party lasts
Til your brain cells gone
Hey mister, that’s me up on the jukebox
I’m the one that’s singing this sad song
Well, I’ll cry every time that you slip in one more dime
And let the boy sing the sad one, one more time
Southern California, that’s as blue as the boy can be
Blue as the deep blue sea
Won’t you listen to me now
I need your golden gated cities like a hole in the head
Just like a hole in the head, I’m free
L.A. traffic is bad this time of year
But there’s a friend of yours in California
Sure wishes you were here
And as you lay your head on your pillow tonight just remember
There’s a friend of yours in California sure misses you
You’ve got a friend in California that misses you
You’ve got a friend in California that sure misses you
Fort Worth can get cold this time of year
All the leaves are brown
And the sky is grey
I’ve been for a walk
On a winter’s day
I’d be safe and warm
If I was in L.A.
Sniped again!
Fortunately, this time I was ready —
Well, I just got into town about an hour ago
Took a look around, see which way the wind blow
Where the little girls in their Hollywood bungalows
Are you a lucky little lady in the city of light
Or just another lost angel, city of night
City of night, city of night, city of night, woo, c’mon
L.A. woman, L.A. woman
L.A. woman Sunday afternoon
L.A. woman Sunday afternoon
L.A. woman Sunday afternoon
-“BB”-
Tuesday afternoon,
I’m just beginning to see,
Now I’m on my way,
It doesn’t matter to me,
Chasing the clouds away…
You never know what the day will bring
Another song for you to sing
You never know what the day will bring
You never know when the sky will fall
What do we really know at all?
You never know when the sky will fall
Baby, I was frightened by the storm, but not today
Now if the rain should fall, it won’t worry me at all
Cause our love will chase the clouds away
Well, you said that we made such a pretty pair
And that you would never leave
But you gave away the things you loved
And one of them was me
I had some dreams, they were clouds in my coffee
Clouds in my coffee, and
You’re so vain
Bows and flows of angel hair and ice cream castles in the air,
And feather canyons everywhere, I’ve looked at clouds that way.
But now they only block the sun, they rain and snow on everyone,
So many things I would have done, but clouds got in my way.
Cloudy
The sky is gray and white and cloudy
Sometimes I think it’s hanging down on me
And it’s a hitchhike a hundred miles
I’m a rag-a-muffin child
Pointed finger-painted smile
I left my shadow waiting down the road for me a while
I gotta be cool, relax, get hip
And get on my tracks
Take a back seat (ah hum), hitch-hike (ah hum)
And take a long ride on my motorbike
Until I’m ready (ready Freddie)
Crazy little thing called love
Crazy,
I’m crazy for feeling so lonely.
I’m crazy,
Crazy for feeling so blue.
I knew,
You’d love me as long as you wanted.
And then some day,
You’d leave me for somebody new.
Blue, blue, my world is blue;
Blue is my world now I’m without you.
Gray, gray, my life is gray,
Cold is my heart since you went away.
Red, red, my eyes are red,
Crying for you, along in my bed.
Green, green, my jealous heart,
I doubted you, and now we’re apart.
-“BB”-
There were rags of many colors,
Every piece was small,
And I didn’t have a coat,
And it was way down in the fall.
Momma sewed the rags together,
Sewin’ every piece with love,
She made my coat of many colors,
That I was so proud of.
I turned 21 in prison
Doin’ life without parole
No one could steer me right,
But, Mama tried, Mama tried
Mama tried to raise me better
But, her pleading I denied
That leaves only me to blame
Cause Mama tried…
You know my papa disapproved it
My mama boo-hooed it
But I told them time and time again
“Don’t you know I was made to love her
Build my world all around her”
Yeah! Hey, hey, hey
She’s been my inspiration
Showed appreciation
For the love I gave her through the years
Like a sweet magnolia tree
My love blossomed tenderly
My life grew sweeter through the years