P.f. Sloan Lyrics - El Mirage - Jimmy Webb

Na na na na na na na na na na na 

Don't sing this song 

Don't sing this song 

I have been seeking P.F. Sloan 

But no one knows where he has gone 

No one ever heard the song 

That good old boy sent winging 

Now you might sigh 

And you might moan 

And you might sweat 

About the skin and bone 

You just smiled 

And read the Rolling Stone 

While he continued singing 

Yeah, now listen to him singing 

Na na na na na na na na na na na 

Don't sing this song 

No, people, don't you sing this song 

Don't sing this song 

It belongs to P.F. Sloan 

Oh from now on 

My old friend Trigger up and died 

Now they've got him stuffed and dried 

You know they've tanned his hide 

And crucified 

Got him starin' glassy eyed 

Out through the portable door 

Nixon's come and bound to stay 

He's taken all my sins away 

I heard it on the news today 

But it set my ears to ringing 

Can't you hear the people singing 

Na na na na na na na na na na 

Don't sing this song 

No, people, don't you sing this song 

Na na na na na na na na na na 

Don't sing this song 

It belongs to P.F. Sloan 

Oh from now, from now on 

Last time I saw P.F. Sloan 

He was summer burned and winter blown 

He turned the corner all alone 

But he continued singing 

Yeah now, listen to him singing 

Na na na na na na na na na na 

Don't sing this song 

No, people, don't you sing this song 

Na na na na na na na na na na 

Don't sing this song 

It belongs to P.F. Sloan 

Oh from now, from now on 

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