Ho!). (Hey!). (Ho!). (Hey!). . (Ho!) I've been trying to do it right. (Hey!) I've been living a lonely life. (Ho!) I've been sleeping here instead. (Hey!) I've been sleeping in my bed,.
I don't know why I just can't let it go. I don't know why I just can't let it go. . Memory's old but I just can't let it go. The idea's gone but I just can't let it go.
It's a lonely road. For the tired man. And you can see it in your face. And you'll be home in spring. I can wait 'til then. I heard you're on the big train.
Cut off all of your hair. Did you flinch, did you care. Did he look, did he stop and stare. At your brand new hair. Local boy, local news. Power lines, hangin boots.
When we were younger. We thought everyone was on our side. Then we grew a little. And romanticized the time I saw. Flowers in your hair. Takes a boy to live.
If you're down on your luck,. don't get down on yourself. It won't do you no good. 'Cause I've been there before,. for a hundred wars. And I'm still fighting for you.
He whispers secrets through a thick moustache. And she listens to him,. Flicks her cigarette's ash. And smoke hangs velvet curtains. And hides her lips.
Well she was standing in the bar. I said, "Hello, how do you do?". She handed me a beer with a kangaroo. . She spoke of places I had never been. That she had traveled to.
I was Cleopatra, I was young and an actress. When you knelt by my mattress, and asked for my hand. But I was sad you asked it, as I laid in a black dress.
I stood alone, upon the platform in vain. Puerto Ricans they were playing me salsa in the rain. With open doors and manual locks. In fast food parking lots.
Charlie boy, don't go to war, first born in forty - four. Kennedy made him believe we could do much more. . Ohhh. Lillian, don't hang your head, love should make you feel good.
Lovely girl won't you stay, won't you stay, stay with me. All my life I was blind, I was blind, now I see. Lovely girl won't you stay, won't you stay, stay with me.
When you left this town, with your windows down. And the wilderness inside. . Let the exits pass, all the tar and glass. 'Til the road and sky align. .
Some of us love to think of life as a game. I wasn't born into royalty and can never behave. Some final freedom like a man in a cage, oh no. Some priest insisted it's a test of the faith.
Johnny's in the basement. Mixing up the medicine. I'm on the pavement. Thinking about the government. The man in a trench coat. Badge out, laid off. Says he's got a bad cough.
Some days are diamonds. Some days are rocks. Some doors are open. Some roads are blocked. . Sundowns are golden. Then fade away. But if I never do nothing.
nobody knows how to say goodbye. seems so easy 'till you try. then the moments passed you by. nobody knows how to say goodbye. hm-mm. nobody knows how to get back home.
Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue. Wrap your presents to your darling from you. Pretty pencils to write "I love you". Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue.
They all need something to hold on to. They all mean well. Pay your respects to society. Giving me hell. . You could never feel. My story. It's all you know.
[Verse 1]. Gloria, I smell it on your breath. Gloria, booze and peppermint. Gloria, no one said enough is enough. Gloria, they found you on the floor.