Now, a ramblin' Jack Elliot said, "I got these lines in my face. Tryin' to straighten out the wrinkles in my life. When I think of all the fools I've been.
My father had a Randall knife. My mother gave it to him. When he went off to WWII. To save us all from ruin. If you've ever held a Randall knife. Then you know my father well.
"Antithesis of the 'Boot Scootin Boogie'. Right up my alley.". . I was sittin' on the fender of someone else's truck. Drinking Old Crow whisky, hot 7-up.
Picasso said in 1910. I'm gonna paint me a mandolin. Could be cubes it could be curves. I like to mix the paint with nerve. I'm gonna load my brush and fire away.
She's a long way from Houston, long way from those Texas blues. And she came down from Telluride on a steam train bound for somewhere new.. There's a rainbow in the mountains and she's waiting on the sun to shine on through..
Cowboys and Indians and trees he could climb. Tomorrow came too fast but he didn't mind. Ah, the distance was short so light it again. It don't take no time to get where I am.
"Antithesis of the 'Boot Scootin Boogie'. Right up my alley.". . I was sittin' on the fender of someone else's truck. Drinking Old Crow whisky, hot 7-up.
My favorite picture of you. Is the one where you're staring. Straight into the lens. . It's just a polaroid shot. Someone took on the spot. No beginning no end.
I ain't gonna sing no lonesome tune. Ah, babe, I'm a comin' soon. I cannot believe I stayed so long away. But a man must look around. You're the sweetest thing I've found.
It's like when you're making conversation. And you're trying not to scream. And you're trying not to tell 'em. You don't care what they mean. And you're really feeling fragile.
The only difference between men and boys. Is the size of their feet and the price of their toys. Always horsin' around makin' too much noise. Ain't it funny how men will be boys.
Frankie D. said he got it. Straight from Roger Miller. Life's just like takin' candy. From a gorilla. I started thinkin' man. This ain't so tough. That's about the time.
I've smeared my heart on my sleeve. I've tagged my name on the wall. It's probably time for me to leave. Actin' big and talkin' small. . I've tracked blood in on the floor.
Hooray for the drinkin' warm red wine. On a day both bright and fair. Hooray for the layin' and playin' a tune. On the sunlight through your hair, your hair.
I like drinking whiskey. I like being straight. I like a voodoo spinners. And I like live bait. . I like a hundred miles an hour. I like Sunday driving too.
Oh the beautiful red-haired. Madonna with child. Sat on the curb wearin' a smile. That doubled up the years. And trebled the miles. And comforts the babe.
I ain't lookin' for trouble. I can't stay here tonight. I got to leave here on the double. If I want to see the morning light. Don't need no pistol for the tickets.
The old gunfighter on the porch. Stared into the sun. And relived the days of living by the gun. When deadly games of pride were played. And living was mistakes not made.
He's a wino, tried and true.. Done about everything there is to do.. He worked on freighters, he worked in bars.. He worked on farms, 'n he worked on cars..
I found comfort and courage in bottles of whiskey. I swear to you friends that that life is some risky. I have backed away quickly from those who tried to burn me.