If I could be you and you could be me for just one hour. If we could find a way to get inside each other's mind. If you could see me through your eyes instead of your ego.
I've been in here so long I forgot what I did wrong. Just a kid when they put me here inside. I don't have long to live and Lord, what I would give. Just to walk on the outside.
Wake up, don't just lay there like cold granite stone. Wake up, we're too close to be alone. Wake up, and please, darling, hold me if you would. Don't just lay there like you've gone away for good.
Wake up, don't just lay there like cold granite stone. Wake up, we're too close to be alone. Wake up, and please, Darling, hold me if you would. Don't just lay there like you've gone away for good.
All around the water tank. Sleepin' in the rain. A thousand miles away from home. Waitin' for a train. . I walked up to a brake-man. Just to give him a line of talk.
Here the labor is so hard and the workers they are tired. And our weary hearts're yearning for a rest. And I find we're getting anxious to be in that happy home.
The whole sky opens up. And it rains down on my head. I show up at your door. Beat down and soaking wet. I know you'll open up. And let me waltz right in.
Twinkle, twinkle, lucky star. Can you send me luck from where you are?. Can you make a rainbow shine that far?. Twinkle, twinkle, lucky star. Can you really make a wish come true?.
The ladies of the garden club say. His home is just a disgrace to the town. If the Mayor wants re-elected. He'd better pass some laws and tear it down.
I lost my job in Saginaw working on the railroad. After twenty years they just put me on the side. Now I'm hungry in the street with no place to hang my hat.
You can find me in a dim light bar-+room. If your coldness should ever turn warm. But the chances of you ever changing. Are as slim as your two loving arms.
Feelin' tired and weary from my head down to my shoes. Feelin' tired and weary from my head down to my shoes. Got a low down feelin' truck driver's blues.
Tulare dust in a farm boy's nose. Wondering where the freight train goes. Standin' in the field by the railroad track. Cursin' this strap on my cotton sack.
Just old Rambling Bill, just old Rambling Bill. Some day I might get married and, baby, I might settle down. . I ain't got no home, I'm here all alone.
Feelin' tired and weary from my head down to my shoes. Feelin' tired and weary from my head down to my shoes. Got a low down feelin' truck driver's blues.
I know we know I won't be here for long. A travelin' man will do what he can till he hears that travelin' song. Born in a little town I left home around bout the age of nine.
TRAVELIN' BLUES. (Jimmie Rodgers - Shelly Lee Alley). '31 Peer International, BMI. . I had a dream last night I thought my good gal had gone. I woke up this morning she had really done me wrong.
I sit alone at my table and watch all the others have fun. And I'm tired of sittin' on the sidetrack, watchin' the mainline run. I'm tired of havin' no future, livin' on things that I've done.
TRAIN WHISTLE BLUES. (Jimmie Rodgers). « © '29 Peer International, BMI ». . When a woman gets the blues she hangs her little head and cries. When a woman gets the blues she hangs her little head and cries.