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Truckin'
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Truckin' -- got my chips cashed in
Keep Truckin' -- like the doodah man
Together -- more or less in line
Just keep Truckin' on
Arrows of neon and flashing marquees out on Main Street
Chicago, New York, Detroit, it's all on the same street
Your typical city involved in a typical daydream
Hang it up and see what tommorrow brings
Dallas -- got a soft machine
Houston -- too close to New Orleans
New York -- got the ways and means
but just won't let you be
Most of the cats that you meet on the street speak of
True Love
Most of the time they're sittin' and cryin' at home
One of these days they know they gotta get goin'
out of the door and down to the street all alone
Truckin' -- like the doodah man
once told me you got to play your hand
sometime -- the cards ain't worth a dime
if you don't lay 'em down
Sometimes the light's all shining on me
Other times I can barely see
Lately it occurs to me
What a long strange trip it's been
What in the world ever became of sweet Jane?
She lost her sparkle, you know she isn't the same
Living on reds, vitamin C, and cocaine
all a friend can say is "Ain't it a shame" |
Truckin' -- up to Buffalo
Been thinkin' -- you got to mellow slow
Takes time -- you pick a place to go
and just keep Truckin' on
Sitting and staring out of a hotel window
Got a tip they're gonna kick the door in again
I'd like to get some sleep before I travel
but if you got a warrant I guess you're gonna come in
Busted -- down on Bourbon Street
Set up -- like a bowling pin
Knocked down -- it gets to wearing thin
They just won't let you be
You're sick of hanging around and you'd like to travel
Tired of travel, you want to settle down
I guess they can't revoke your soul for trying
Get out of the door -- light out and look all around
Sometimes the light's all shining on me
Other times I can barely see
Lately it occurs to me
what a long strange trip it's been
Truckin' -- I'm goin' home
Whoa-oh, baby, back where I belong
Back home -- sit down and patch my bones
and get back Truckin' on
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Rosemary
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Boots were of leather
A breath of cologne
Her mirror was a window
She sat quite alone
All around her
the garden grew
scarlet and purple
and crimson and blue |
She came and she went
and at last went away
The garden was sealed
when the flowers decayed
On the wall of the garden
a legend did say:
No one may come here
since no one may stay
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| Saint
Stephen |
Saint Stephen with a rose
In and out of the garden he goes
Country garland in the wind and the rain
Wherever he goes the people all complain
Stephen prospered in his time
Well he may and he may decline
Did it matter? Does it now?
Stephen would answer if he only knew how
Wishing well with a golden bell
Bucket hanging clear to Hell
Hell halfway 'twixt now and then
Stephen fill it up and lower down
and lower down again
Ladyfinger dipped in moonlight
Writing "What for?" across the morning sky
Sunlight splatters dawn with answers
Darkness shrugs and bids the day good-bye
Speeding arrow, sharp and narrow
What a lot of fleeting matters you have spurned
Several seasons with their treasons
Wrap the babe in scarlet covers, call it your own
Did he doubt or did he try?
Answers aplenty in the bye and bye
Talk about your plenty, talk about your ills
One man gathers what another man spills |
Saint Stephen will remain
All he's lost he shall regain
Seashore washed in the suds and the foam
Been here so long he's got to calling it home
Fortune comes acrawling, Calliope woman
Spinning that curious sense of your own
Can you answer? Yes I can
But what would be the answer to the answer man?
High green chilly winds and windy vines in loops around
the
twisted shafts of lavender, they're crawling to the
sun
Underfoot the ground is patched with climbing arms
of ivy
wrapped around the manzanita, stark and shiny in the
breeze
Wonder who will water all the children of the garden
when they
sigh about the barren lack of rain and droop so hungry
'neath the sky. . . .
William Tell has stretched his bow till it won't stretch
no
furthermore and/or it may require a change that hasn't
come before
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| Uncle
John's Band |
Well, the first days are the hardest days,
don't you worry anymore
When life looks like Easy Street
there is danger at your door
Think this through with me
Let me know your mind
Whoa-oh, what I want to know,
is are you kind?
It's a Buck Dancer's Choice my friend,
better take my advice
You know all the rules by now
and the fire from the ice
Will you come with me?
Won't you come with me?
Whoa-oh, what I want to know,
will you come with me?
Goddamn, well I declare
Have you seen the like?
Their walls are built of cannonballs,
Their motto is Don't tread on me
Come hear Uncle John's Band
by the riverside
Got some things to talk about
here beside the rising tide |
It's the same story the crow told me
It's the only one he know--
like the morning sun you come
and like the wind you go
Ain't no time to hate,
barely time to wait
Whoa-oh, what I want to know,
where does the time go?
I live in a silver mine
and I call it Beggar's Tomb
I got me a violin
and I beg you call the tune
Anybody's choice
I can hear your voice
Whoa-oh, what I want to know,
how does the song go?
Come hear Uncle John's Band
by the riverside
Come with me or go alone
He's come to take his children home
Come hear Uncle John's Band
playing to the tide
Come on along or go alone
he's come to take his children home
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| Casey
Jones |
Driving that train
High on cocaine
Casey Jones, you better
watch your speed
Trouble ahead
Trouble behind
and you know that notion
just crossed my mind
This old engine
makes it on time
Leaves Central Station
at a quarter to nine
Hits River Junction
at seventeen to
at a quarter to ten
you know it's trav'lin' again
Driving that train
High on cocaine
Casey Jones, you better
Watch your speed
Trouble ahead
Trouble behind
and you know that notion
just crossed my mind
Trouble ahead
The Lady in Red
Take my advice
you be better off dead
Switchman sleepin'
Train a hundred and two
is on the wrong track and
headed for you |
Driving that train
High on cocaine
Casey Jones, you better
Watch your speed
Trouble ahead
Trouble behind
and you know that notion
just crossed my mind
Trouble with you is
The trouble with me
Got two good eyes
but we still don't see
Come 'round the bend
You know it's the end
The fireman screams and
The engine just gleams
Driving that train
High on cocaine
Casey Jones, you better
Watch your speed
Trouble ahead
Trouble behind
and you know that notion
just crossed my mind--
And you know that notion
just crossed my mind
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| Friend
of the Devil |
I lit out from Reno
I was trailed by twenty hounds
Didn't get to sleep that night
Till the morning came around
I set out running but I take my time
A friend of the Devil is a friend of mine
If I get home before daylight
I might get some sleep tonight
I ran into the Devil, babe
He loaned me twenty bills
I spent that night in Utah
In a cave up in the hills
I set out running but I take my time
A friend of the Devil is a friend of mine
If I get home before daylight
I might get some sleep tonight
I ran down to the levee
But the Devil caught me there
He took my twenty-dollar bill
And he vanished in the air
I set out running but I take my time
A friend of the Devil is a friend of mine
If I get home before daylight
I might get some sleep tonight |
Got two reasons why I cry
away each lonely night
First one's named sweet Anne Marie
and she's my heart's delight
Second one is prison, baby
the sheriff's on my trail
If he catches up with me
I'll spend my life in jail
Got a wife in Chino, babe
And one in Cherokee
First one says she's got my child
But it don't look like me
I set out running but I take my time
A friend of the Devil is a friend of mine
If I get home before daylight
I might get some sleep tonight
You can borrow from the Devil
You can borrow from a friend
But the Devil will give you twenty
When your friend got only ten
I set out running but I take my time
A friend of the Devil is a friend of mine
If I get home before daylight
I might get some sleep tonight
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