The moon was singing the blues. The stars in the sky harmonized. Singing it too. And I, far below. Was singing low and slow. For you. And I know. All the world was singing the blues.
I spend my evenings alone talking to your picture, babe Love is. Wrapped around my heart like a boa constrictor, babe My mother. Should have murdered me What jury would convict her, babe for.
On winter nights the mermaid sings. I was made for better things. Better things, dearie, better things. . In early spring the ghost princess. Goes haunting in her pretty dress.
Bitter tears keep me going. Through the years, freely flowing. What have you done. Only a gun could stop these bitter tears. . The endless streets I walk along.
I've seen you laugh at nothing at all. I've seen you sadly weeping. The sweetest thing I ever saw. Was you asleep and dreaming. . Well, you may not be beautiful.
Where the workers stand in querulous rows awaiting dislocation. I will be there too. When you're cashing in your food stamps. When you're sleeping in a cattle train.
a pity she does not exist, a shame he's not a fag. the only girl i ever loved was andrew in drag. there is no hope of love for me, from here on i go stag.
If I make it tonight it'll be all right. It'll make a good song or something. I've been trying to give myself reasons to live. And I really can't think of one thing.
Sad as a painted clown, a beautiful boy in an ugly town. But when your circus closes down, don't walk away from me. You've been asleep too long, the birds are bruises in the dawn.
I tried hard to keep you, I needn't have tried. It seems you'd decided, when did you decide?. So this is the last time I cry in the dawn. It seems you were always, always already gone.
You want to light your flame in her hibachi. Well brother, I can tell you in advance. That all she cares about is mariachi. And all she ever wants to do is dance.
You are a splendid butterfly. It is your wings that make you beautiful. And I could make you fly away. But I could never make you stay. . You said you were in love with me.
Don't fall in love with me yet. We only recently met. True I'm in love with you but. You might decide I'm a nut. . Give me a week or two to. Go absolutely cuckoo.
Acoustic guitar, I'm gonna make you a star. Get your picture all over the world. Acoustic guitar, you can have your own car. Just bring me back my girl.
A pretty girl is like a minstrel show. It makes you laugh, it makes you cry, you go. It just isn't the same on radio. It's all about the makeup and the dancing and the oh.
Abigail, can you feel my heart in the palm of your hand?. And do you understand why I can't stay?. Abigail, an evil wind is blowing through the land. And they need every man to drive it away.
I have a mandolin, I play it all night long. It makes me want to kill myself. I also have a Dobro, made in some mountain range. Sounds like a mountain range in love.
Eligible, not too stupid. Intelligable and cute as Cupid. Knowledgable but not always right. Salvageable and free for the night. . Well, my heart's running 'round like a chicken with its head cut off.
I built a ship with my own hands to take us to the moon. I took a pen in my own hand and wrote you a hundred tunes. Now I'm crazy for you but not that crazy.
Il est la vie, il est l'enfant. Il est la nuit, il est le chant - océan.... Ooohoo Ahaa. La mort n'est pas en lui. Il me sourit, il est vivant. . OTIS, ELÏSS, ELÏOSS, OTIS, ELÏSS, ELÏOSS.