That crash you heard a minute ago
Was me falling for you,
Just like Humpty Dumpty,
I went bumpty bumpty
Falling, yes I am falling
And she keeps calling
Me back again
The Autumn Leaves drift past my window…
What do we leave? Nothing much.
Only Anatevka.
Now you play a pretty good fiddle, boy, but give the Devil his due
I’ll bet a fiddle of gold against your soul 'cause I think I’m better than you
Well, I got me a fine wife, got me old fiddle
When the sun’s coming up, I got cakes on the griddle
Life ain’t nothin’ but a funny, funny riddle.
Thank God I’m a country boy.
(A fiddle made of gold would sound like hell.)
Just another lonely country boy grown weary of the night
Just another boy with a sink full of dirty dishes
I’m just a lonely boy,
Lonely and blue.
Now I’m a soldier, a lonely soldier
Away from home through no wish of my own
That’s why I’m lonely, I’m Mr. Lonely
I wish that I could go back home
I feel so break up
I wanna go home.
Show me the way to go home
I’m tired and I wanna go to bed
I had a little drink about an hour ago
And it went straight to my head
How dry I am,
How dry I am,
Nobody knows
How dry I am.
Mighty, mighty pleasin’
You’re pappy’s corn squeezin’
White lightning
White light, White light goin’ messin’ up my mind
White light, and don’t you know its gonna make me go blind
White heat, aww white heat it tickle me down to my toes
White light, Ooo have mercy while I’ll have it goodness knows
Chug-a-lug chug a lug
Make ya wanna holler heigh-dee-ho,
Burns your tummy don’t you know
Chug-a-lug chug-a-lug
Daddy made whiskey and he made it well
Cost two dollars and it burned like hell
So let’s have another cup o’ coffee
And let’s have another piece o’ pie
Hot coffee on the dash board, a cold front on the way
Last night I was in Oregon, tomorrow Santa Fe
Up for two days running and I’m feeling tired inside
Down to my last dollar but tonight I’m gonna ride
Rode in on the Greyhound, I’ll be walkin’ out if I go
I was just passin’ through, must be seven months or more
Ran out of time and money, looks like they took my friends
Oh Lord, I’m stuck in Lodi again
Billy Joe shot a man while robbing his castle
Bobbie Sue took the money and run
(Hoot-hoot-hoo) Go on, take the money and run