I'm not your high school crush, your first love, your first kiss. Guy that crossed you off of his list. I'm not the red tail lights that left you behind again and again.
Slow down, turn around. Close that door and look me in the eye. Give it one last, last chance. Hear me out before you say goodbye. . Love worth makin'.
I'm Gypsy Songman, yes sir, you'd like to hear my song. Pick it for you now, play it all night long. If blues is all you see, this song is what you need.
Jerry Jeff Walker. . Well I was down at the Cotton Club last night. With a couple of my buddies drinking beer. We were lookin' for something I ain't never seen.
Ahh buckaroos, Scamp Walker time again. I'm trying to slide one by you once more. Don't matter how you do it, you see, just do it like you know it. I've been down this road once or twice before.
Go on ahead and go home. Go on ahead and go home. Boy, you've done your best. Time you took your rest in the sheltering loam. Go on ahead and go home.
When the oil stops, everything stops, nothing left in the fountain. Nobody wants paper money son, so you just well stop countin'. Can you break the horse, can you light the fire, what's that I beg your pardon.
On a rainy, windy morning that's the day that I was born on. In the old sharecroppers one room country shack. They say my mammy left me, same day that she had me.
You said to yourself that we did not love you. All of the years didn't mean nothing. You told yourself we would not forgive you. Mistakes that you made would keep us separated.