1.Greatest Show On Earth
I'm in the lobby of the motel late
Waitin on my lovely date
Her name is Doris Day
I'm in a suit of burgundy
There's a deerhead lookin at me
It's blowin my mind away
Everyone knows she's the killin kind
She keeps a 38 smith and wesson at her side
I put a pistol in my pants
Cause were going out to dance
Where the water drinks like cherry wine
Tell me mama, so it seems
Your son's been a bad marine
They're shippin him home tonight
Tell me mama was your other son
In jail with the other one？
You must've raised em wrong
I heard your low-life husband shout
It got me to wondering what the scene was all about
He said I'm breakin my parole
Goin down to Jericho
Get me that money, or I'm gonna beat it out
OOO happy days are here!
It's the perfect summer night
And the moonlight's shining clear
Put a pistol in your purse
Cause we're goin to Ghettysburgh
To the stand of the Greatest Show on Earth!
Is that your daughter Mr. Kissinger？
Better keep an eye on her
She been lookin me up and down
Is that your woman in the coat of fur？
Better keep an eye on her
This is a ravenous part of town
I know about you and the deputy
And how they found him shot dead in a Mercury
Some say you're paid to kill
Like that mean ole Buffalo Bill
Watch it buddy! Don't draw no gun on me!
OOO happy days are here!
It's the perfect summer night
And the moonlight's shining clear
Put a pistol in your purse
Cause we're goin to Ghettysburgh
To the stand of the Greatest Show on Earth!
2.Frankie's Gun!
My car goes
Chicago
Every weekend to pick up some cargo
I think I know the bloody way by now, Frankie
And turn the god damn radio down, thank you
Pull over
Count the money
But don't count the thirty in the glove box buddy
That's for to buy Lucille some clothes
Bang bang bang went Frankie's gun
He shot me down Lucille (x2)
He shot me down (x3)
Work zones double fines
Don't pass the double lines
Trailer McDonald's rest stop trailer double wide
I saw a man hit my mom one time, really
I hurt him so damn bad I had to hide in Jersey
Called my mama told her
In the dresser
There's ten or twenty dollars but there ain't no lesser
That's for to take my sister to the picture show
Bang bang bang went Frankie's gun
He shot me down Lucille (x2)
He shot me down (x3)
Sha nay na sha nay na na na ...
(Mumbling)
Slip make a fender shine
Frankie you're a friend of mine
Got me off a bender after long legged Brenda died
I thought we might be on a roll this time Frankie
I could have swore the box said Hollywood blanks but
You see my mama
Please tell her
I left a little rock in a box in the cellar
That's for to wear till kingdom come
Bang bang bang went Frankie's gun
He shot me down Lucille (x2)
He shot me down (x3)
Sha nay na sha nay na na na ...
3.Whiskey In My Whiskey
I put some whiskey into my whiskey
I put some heartbreak into my heart
I put my boots on that ole dance floor
I put three rounds Lord, in my 44
I love the girl, she was my sunshine
Her name was Eleanor Caroline
She got fast, with a friend of mine
At the dance hall Lord, on the county line
I put some whiskey into my whiskey
I put some heartbreak into my heart
I make my way across that ole dance floor
And put three rounds Lord, in my Eleanor
I filled my glass with Uncle Jack
I lay my skin, my sunday black
I'll make my bed on them railroad tracks
I'll leave this world lord and I won't look back
And I put some whiskey into my whiskey
I put some heartbreak into my heart
I put my boots on that ole dance floor
I put three rounds Lord, in my Eleanor
4.Helen Fry
Helen Fry, she's a master of disguise
Six foot two, hair of blonde, eyes of blue
She, she seems to think, that the devil's dressed in pink,
but I can't gracefully agree
Oh, stormy Russian, stay a while with me
Houston Doll, there's a Russian in in your car
I can't be sure, I think I seen that Russian man before
Oh he, he seems to believe, that love is all you need
How could I ever take his place？
Oh, stormy Russian, won't you look me in the face？
Aunt Louise, there's a doctor in the trees
A stethoscope, bitter lies the hangman's rope
Oh he, he seems to know, somethin' I don't know
Concernin' my lover's whereabouts
OH, stormy doctor, everybody has their doubts
Helen Fry, she's a master of disguise
Helen Fry, she's a master of disguise
AAAAh, Helen Fry, she's a master of disguise
AAAAAh, Helen Fry, she's a master of disguise
Helen Fry, she's a master of disguise
Helen Fry, she's a master of disguise
Helen Fry, she's a master of disguise
Helen Fry, she's a master of disguise
5.Radio Song
Anna Bell, the dying leaves
Are dancing off of the trees.
They got an easy way.
Let's you and me
Go dancing, too,
Wreck our dancing shoes.
Hey, hey, hey.
Please don't you ever die,
You ever die,
You ever die.
You moved me all of my life,
All of my life,
All of my life.
Hum our radio songs,
Radio song,
Radio song.
After every radio's gone,
Radio's gone,
Radio's gone.
Anna Bell, the dying stars
Are falling down on us.
They got an easy way.
Let's you and me
Go falling, too,
Way out into the blue.
Hey, hey, hey.
6.Tip Your Way
Tip the maid a dollar in the hat
Tip the waitress feed her cocaine habit
Tip the man with the gun
Tip at least everyone
Tip your way into heaven's gate
Tip the grocery girl if you want
Tip the religious man on the (yard？)
Tip the women who wait,
on the white magistrate
Tip your way into heaven's gate
Tip the butler, the boy at the bar
Tip the one in the feathers (in cars？？)
Tip the fool in the aisle
Tip the most ugly child
Tip your way into heaven's gate
Tip the corner bum everyday
Tip the New York whore in the sleigh
Tip the carosel girls,
and monkey in curls
Tip your way into heaven's gate
Tip the girls embroidered in red
Tip the cannons that blew off the head
Tip the firing ships,
and banners they rip
Tip your way into heaven's gate
Tip the bride, a knife in the back
An' tip your (longarmed？) lawyer in black
Tip the saint on the phone,
he's a long ways from home
Tip your way into heaven's gate
Tip the calvalry officer's son
Tip the streetcar children at (home？)
Tip the man with the sickle,
tip him a nickle
Tip your way into heaven's gate
Tip the drummer boy in the fog
Tip the children that pet the wolf dog
Tip me a ring,
if you like how I sing
Tip your way into heaven's gate
Tip the judge, tip the innocent man
Tip the 'lectric chair guard if you can
Tip the old prison priest,
he ain't slept in weeks
Tip your way into heaven's gate
Tip the stadium crowd in the sun
Tip away a life with a gun
Tip father time,
but keep him (a fine？)
Tip your way into heaven's gate
Tip all the boys in the band
Tip a piece of your life in her hand
When the barn starts to burn,
give your lover a turn
Dance your way into heaven's gate
Dance 'em all, dance a merry old (tune？)
Dance a butterfly's death in (the rain？)
Dance the cold night air,
to a Johnny Cash
Dance your way into heaven's gate
Tip your own true love in the rain
Leave her there where the saxaphones play
Boy, you're young as can be,
you got country to see
You're a long ways from heaven's gate
7.Goddamn You, Jim
Winter passed without a glance
Took my only son at last
She cried in God's arms her blind and bleeding ocean
Blooming spring brought all I need
Warmth and rain for me to seed my earth
Good earth for my boy to lie in
In the summer I worked the land
She walked like she still held his hand
And I swear to Christ I caught her once or twice a'smiling
Autumn came, my gold wheat swaying,
I cut her down from where she was swinging
She said： Goddamn you, Jim, up there I could hear him laughing
8.Wonderful Life
Every Sunday morning I wake up
I see you by your dresser doing your make-up
Fluttering a Chinese fan in a Knoxville fashion
All last night you tossed and turned
Your body was hotter than the night that Richmond burned
You say you had a bad nightmare about tractor trailers crashing
Throw your arms around me
Let's keep this quiet
Hear our hearts in the distance like cannon fire
See our breath in the window, in the turning light
Oh it's a wonderful Life
You say you were only seventeen
When you fell in love with that dirty Reverend Green
I remember you at the baptism as he held his daughter down
We could hear Thelma and Louise
Making love under the Poplar trees
We could hear some screaming, sounded like a slaughterhouse
Throw your arms around me
Let's keep this quiet
Hear our hearts in the distance like cannon fire
See our breath in the window, in the siren light
Oh It's a wonderful Life
Me and Joey started a fire in the road
Just to watch it glow
His father didn't like it though, he gave Joey a black eye
Me and you we did the same damn thing
We fell in love knowing the pain it would bring
Now all I do is sing sad songs with red eyes
Throw your arms around me
Let's keep this quiet
Hear our hearts in the distance like cannon fire
See our breath in the window, in the turning light
Oh it's a wonderful Life
9.Take This Bread
Yo, its uh about 7：00 uh Tuesday Night. Uh Vic said today you
guys went to LA. I was just listening to the news man, and the
whole fucking Californias on fire over there. The whole southern
California, San Antonio's burning. Uh LA's all covered in smoke
and everything, I don't know man i guess you're experiencing
tonight. I was just wondering if you were aware of that fact.
There's a serious, serious fire going on over there. Thousands
of homes being burnt up. Fucking Nuts. Uh anyway I know you're
busy uh, just call when you get the chance and how you're making
out.
Love you to hear from you bro, love you, bye.
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Take this bread, if you need a friend
'Cause I'm alright if you're alright
I ain't got a lot, but all I got
You're welcome to it
'Cause I'm alright if you're alright
My neighbor Odetta
Came over to see if I was feeling better
Every morning at 8 through the backyard gate
And of all the pretty things she would bring
There was nothing like that song she sang
That could ease my sorry state
She'd sing to me：
Take this bread, if you need a friend
'Cause I'm alright, if you're alright
I ain't got a lot, but all I got
You're welcome to it
'Cause I'm alright if you're alright
Sha na na na na na
lalalalalala la
Whoa! Take this bread.
Sure thing, If I got bread you got bread
And everybody in my company has got bread
You look a little hungry
I ain't even that hungry, that's how I look at it
Butter side up, butter side down
Doesn't matter to me
If you got a slice, that's nice.
I went for a walk, headlights in the dark
The man was dying in a pick-up truck
He took her from the wall, my parking lot
And killed her by the river
But the cops caught him in the guns
And I said to him..
Take this bread, if you need a friend
'Cause I'm alright, if you're alright
I ain't got a lot, but all I got
You're welcome to it
'Cause I'm alright if you're alright
Take this bread, if you need a friend
'Cause I'm alright if you're alright
I ain't got a lot, but all I got
You're welcome to it
'Cause I'm alright if you're alright
I'm alright if you're alright
10.Saint Stephen's End
Did you hear about Saint Stephen's end,
how they stoned by the river bend？
And the morning sun,
when the world was young.
Did you hear about the elephant？
Ran wild from the circus tent,
killed a crowd of ten,
before they shot him dead.
Oh Mary, don't you cry,
please lay your weary hand in mine.
Did you hear about Edith Cavell
how on the firing line she fell？
In a Belgian night,
in a dress of white.
Oh Mary, don't you cry,
please lay your weary hand in mine.
And swing low and softly down,
and lend me your ear.
Did you hear about Saint Peter's crown,
how they crucified him upside down？
And the desert air,
when the world was fair.
Oh Mary, don't you cry,
please lay your weary hand in mine.
And swing low and softly down,
and lend me your ear, Mary dear
11.Love Me Tenderly
I might lost my leg in the war
But war, it was love
My girl's a real shark
I'm not gonna try to uh debate it, not everybodys perfect
My baby told me, 'Darling if you can't get a pardon, better get
a parole'
I told her I'd be out by morning when the sun is down and with
the money rolled
Ooh we, that gal's the gal for me
She loves me tenderly
I walked with my brand new slacks and my hair slick back down to
Donny's pier
Donny wants me to buy him a bottle but I blew my wallet on a
chandelier
All for my loving gal Eleanor who loves the elderly
A bottle of scotch
A dimesack and a diamond watch
Wouldn't you like that
A bottle of gin
A typewriter and a violin
Wouldn't you like that
Whoa! James Felice on the piano. Real talent. Alright Jimmy
that's enough let's wrap it up.
Ooh we, that gal's the gal for me
She loves me tenderly
I left my blue-eyed lady when we we toting a mercedes through
the gambling man
I lost my diamond watch but in the parking lot I took back again
Oh man you've got to understand
She loves me tenderly
A bottle of scotch
A dimesack and a diamond watch
Wouldn't you like that
A bottle of gin (what)
A typewriter and a violin
Wouldn't you like that
A sunny day, a shotgun and a Chevrolet
Wouldn't you like that
A painted scene, our voices on the city green
Wouldn't you like that
A microwave, a pillbox and a jack of spades
Wouldn't you like that
12.Murder By Mistletoe
I'll call my carrier pigeons home
From a window where I stand alone
I'll draw the blinds and fall asleep
In an attic full of make-believe
Where carolers sing below
With bells in the falling snow
Their shadows against the white
On streets of electric light
At the bar I'll watch the news awhile
Just to see the anchor woman smile
On a stage I'll sing an Elvis song
Just to hear the barmaids sing along
Mirrors and razor blades
Christmas eve parades
A murder by mistletoe
Drunks in the falling snow
She left him by the night arcade
And turned his heart into a spade
He turned that lovely blue eyed Jane
To a homicide on Campbell Lane
Hearing the sirens croon
In a familiar room
Laying with last year's love
High as the moon above
13.Little Ann
Little Ann's in the kitchen in her modern gown
With the rainy weather coming down
Oh the radio does play
I could sweep you off your feet
But you're two teary eyed to even know
Little Ann, Little Ann let that stormy weather go
From your front door to the hall, she covered
Oh the lightning and the thunder
Are rolling in the sky
Coming down just like your teary eyes
Oh Annie don't you cry
If youre crying for me, when you're gone I'll find some company
Little Ann, Little Ann let that stormy weather go
From your front door to the hall, she covered
Little Ann, Little Ann let that stormy weather go
From your troubled mind to the heart she covered
14.Don't Wake The Scarecrow
Would you love me
If I told you I was born upstream
If I told you I come from money
White money
Would you love me
Would you love me
Well, I was born down
By a bad little river in a poor town
Where an indian-giver put a board out
It said 'Boarding House'
Call him Scarecrow
He kept whores around
And I'd go there
I'd wait my turn on the broke stairs
And get me the girl with the gold hair
Aw yeah, leave your clothes there
On the folding chair
In that cold room
Your breath would twist just like ghosts do
You said, 'Call me Dorothy in red shoes'
And the bed moved
The bed moved
The bed moved
Tracy, don't you wake that scarecrow tonight
Well, the man would come in
It's hard living right giving head when
The sad days of winter have set in
And the medicine for an addict is heroin
I'd find you there in the bath
We'd cook up your shit in a tin can
And you started calling me Tin Man
And we started making plans to begin again
Begin again
You saved a C note
Told me you felt like a seagull
Told me to meet at the depot
With the needle, then maybe we'd go
To Reno
Where you'd be my desert dove
And we'd find a way to make better love
Said, 'Baby, that's how the West was won'
And the blood-red sun
Yeah, the blood-red sun
And the blood-red sun
Tracy, don't you wake that scarecrow tonight
Well, the man cries,
'Who gives a damn when a tramp dies？'
But I loved you there in the lamp light
With your bare thighs
And the halo of your hair alive
And all my lifelong
I'll never shake off your siren song
And all of your talk about dying young
With an iron lung and that crazy way
You said, 'Simon,
I think I might stay here with Scarecrow tonight
Simon, I think I'm gonna stay here with Scarecrow tonight.'
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