I got the style but not the grace I got the clothes but not the face I
got the bread but not the butter I got the winda but not the
shutter
But I'm big in Japan I'm big in Japan But heh I'm big in
Japan
I got the house but not the deed I got the horn but not the
reed I got the cards but not the luck I got the wheel but not the
truck
But heh I'm big in Japan I'm big in Japan I'm big in Japan
I
got the moon I got the cheese I got the whole damn nation On its knees I got
the rooster I got the crow I got the ebb I got the flow
I got the
powder but not the gun I got the dog but not the bun I got the clouds but
not the sky I got the stripes but not the tie
But heh I'm big in Japan
I'm big in Japan I'm big in Japan
Heh ho they love the way I do it Heh
ho there's really nothing to it
I got the moon I got the cheese I got
the whole damn nation on their knees I got the rooster I got the crow I
got the ebb I got the flow
I got the sizzle but not the steak I got
the boat but not the lake I got the sheets but not the bed I got the jam
but not the bread
But heh I'm big in Japan I'm big in Japan I'm big in
Japan I'm big in Japan, I'm big in Japan
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I'm on a black elevator Goin down Little Joe from Kokomo It rattles
to the ground The dice is laughin at the man that he throwed Your
rollin over to the Lowside of the road.
The moon is red and
your Dancin real slow 29 miles left to go The chain momkeys Help
you with your load You're rollin over to the Lowside of the
road
Jezebel is naked With an axe The prosecution tell you To
relax Your head feels like it's ready To explode You're rollin over,
you're rollin over
Well the clapper has been ripped Out of the
bell The flapper has been kicked right Out of hell When the horse whips
the Man that he rode You're rollin over to the Lowside of the
road
The dog won't bite if you beat Him with a bone She's so shy
when she's Talkin on the phone The round rises up and starts to
groan You're rollin over to the Lowside of the road
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They hung a sign up in out town "if you live it up, you won't live it
down" So, she left Monte Rio, son Just like a bullet leaves a gun With
charcoal eyes and Monroe hips She went and took that California trip Well,
the moon was gold, her Hair like wind She said don't look back
just Come on Jim (Chorus) Oh you got to Hold on, Hold on You got
to hold on Take my hand, I'm standing right here You gotta hold
on
Well, he gave her a dimestore watch And a ring made from a
spoon Everyone is looking for someone to blame But you share my bed, you
share my name Well, go ahead and call the cops You don't meet nice girls
in coffee shops She said baby, I still love you Sometimes there's nothin
left to do
Oh you got to Hold on, hold on You got to hold
on Take my hand, I'm standing right here, you got to Just hold
on.
Well, God bless your crooked little heart St. Louis got the best
of me I miss your broken-china voice How I wish you were still here with
me
Well, you build it up, you wreck it down You burn your mansion to
the ground When there's nothing left to keep you here, when You're falling
behind in this Big blue world
Oh you go to Hold on, hold on You
got to hold on Take my hand, I'm standing right here You got to hold
on
Down by the Riverside motel, It's 10 below and falling By a 99
cent store she closed her eyes And started swaying But it's so hard to
dance that way When it's cold and there's no music Well your old hometown
is so far away But, inside your head there's a record That's playing, a
song called
Hold on, hold on You really got to hold on Take my
hand, I'm standing right here And just hold on.
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Molly be damned smote Jimmy the Harp With a horrid little pistol and a
lariat She's goin to the bottom And she's goin down the drain Said she
wasn't big enough to carry it
She got to get behind the Mule In the
morning and plow She got to get behind the Mule In the morning and
plow She got to get behind the Mule In the morning and plow She got to
get behind the Mule In the morning and plow
Choppity chop goes the axe
in the woods You gotta meet me by the fall down tree Shovel of dirt upon a
coffin lid And I know they'll come lookin for me boys And I know they'll
come a-lookin for me
Got to get behind the Mule In the morning and
plow Got to get behind the Mule In the morning and plow Got to get
behind the Mule In the morning and plow Got to get behind the Mule In
the morning and plow
Big Jack Earl was 8'1 He stood in the road and he
cried He couldn't make her love him Couldn't make her stay But tell the
good Lord that he tried (Chorus) Dusty trail from Atchison to
Placerville On the wreck of the Weaverville stage Beaula fired on Beatty
for a lemonade I was stirring my brandy with a nail boys Stirring my
brandy with a nail (Chorus) Well the rampaging sons of the widow
James Jack the cutter and the pock marked kid Had to stand naked at the
bottom Of the cross And tell the good lord what they did Tell the good
lord what they did (Chorus) Punctuated birds on the power line In a
Studebaker with the Birdie Joe Joaks I'm diggin all the way to China With
a silver spoon While the hangman fumbles with the noose, boys The hangman
fumbles with the noose (Chorus) Pin your ear to the wisdom post Pin
your eye to the line Never let the weeds get higher Than the
garden Always keep a sapphire in your mind Always keep a diamond in your
mind (Chorus)
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There's a house on my block That's abandoned and cold Folks moved out
of it a Long time ago And they took all their things And they never
came back Looks like it's haunted With the windows all cracked And
everyone call it The house, the house where Nobody lives
Once it
held laughter Once it held dreams Did they throw it away Did they know
what it means Did someone's heart break Or did someone do somebody
wrong?
Well the paint was all cracked It was peeled off of the
wood Papers were stacked on the porch Where I stood And the weeds had
grown up Just as high as the door There were birds in the chimney And
an old chest of drawers Looks like no one will ever Come back to the
House were nobody lives
Once it held laughter Once it held
dreams Did they throw it away Did they know what it means Did someone's
heart break Or did someone do someone wrong? So if you find
someone Someone to have, someone to hold Don't trade it for
silver Don't trade it for gold I have all of life's treasures And they
are fine and they are good They remind me that houses Are just made of
wood What makes a house grand Ain't the roof or the doors If there's
love in a house It's a palace for sure Without love... It ain't nothin
but a house A house where nobody lives Without love it ain't nothin But
a house, a house where Nobody lives.
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Well I woke up this morning With the cold water With the cold
water With the cold water Woke up this morning With the cold
water With the cold water With the cold
Police at the
station And they don't look friendly Well they don't look friendly Well
they don't look friendly Police at the station And they don't look
friendly They don't look friendly well They don't
Blind or
crippled Sharp or dull I'm reading the Bible By a 40 watt bulb What
price freedom Dirt is my rug Well I sleep like a baby With the snakes
and the bugs
Well the stores are open But I ain't got no money I
ain't got no money Stores are open but I Ain't got no money Ain't got
no money Well I ain't
Found an old dog And he seems to like
me Seems to like me Well he seems to like me Found an old dog and
he Seems to like me Seems to like me Well he seems
Seen them
fellows with the card board signs Scrapin up a little $ To buy a
bottle of wine Pregnant women and The Vietnam vets I say Beggin on the
freeway Bout as hard as it gets
Well I slept in the graveyard It
was cool and still Cool and still It was cool and still Slept in the
graveyard It was cool and still Cool and still and it Was
cool
Slept all night in the Cedar grove I was born to ramble Born
to rove Some men are searchin for the Holy Grail But there ain't
nothin sweeter Than ridin the rails
I love 47 but I'm 24 Well they
shooed me away From here the time before Turned there their backs And
they locked their doors I'm watching T.V. in The window of a furniture
store
Well I woke up this morning With the cold water With the cold
water With the cold water Woke up this morning With the cold
water With the cold water With the cold
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I've seen it all boys I've been all over Been everywhere in the
Whole wide world I rode the high line With old blind Darby I danced
real slow With Ida Jane
I was full of wonder When I left
Murfreesboro Now I am full of hollow On Maxwell street... And I hope my
Pony I hope my Pony I hope my Pony Knows the way back home
I
walked from Natcher To Hushpukena I built a fire by the side Of the
road I worked for nothin in a Belzoni saw mill. I caught a Blind out
on the B and O Talullah's friendly Belzoni ain't so A 44'll get you
99
And I hope my Pony I hope my Pony I hope my Pony Knows the
way back home
I run my race with burnt face Jake Gave him a Manzanita
cross I lived on nothin But dreams and train smoke Somehow my watch and
chain Got lost. I wish I was home in Evelyn's Kitchen With old Gyp
curled around my feet (Chorus)
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What's he building in there? What the hell is he building In
there? He has subscriptions to those Magazines... He never Waves when
he goes by He's hiding something from The rest of us... He's all To
himself... I think I know Why... He took down the Tire swing from the
Peppertree He has no children of his Own you see... He has no dog And
he has no friends and His lawn is dying... and What about all those
packages He sends. What's he building in there? With that hook light On
the stairs. What's he building In there... I'll tell you one thing He's
not building a playhouse for The children what's he building In
there?
Now what's that sound from under the door? He's pounding nails
into a Hardwood floor... and I Swear to god I heard someone Moaning
low... and I keep Seeing the blue light of a T.V. show... He has a
router And a table saw... and you Won't believe what Mr. Sticha
saw There's poison underneath the sink Of course... But there's also
Enough formaldehyde to choke A horse... What's he building In there.
What the hell is he Building in there? I heard he Has an ex-wife in some
place Called Mayors Income, Tennessee And he used to have a consulting
business in Indonesia... but what is he building in there? What the hell
is building in there?
He has no friends But he gets a lot of
mail I'll bet he spent a little Time in jail... I heard he was up on
the Roof last night Signaling with a flashlight And what's that tune
he's Always whistling... What's he building in there? What's he
building in there?
We have a right to know...
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She lives in a house That's way back off the road There's a man with a
lantern And he carries her soul A coal stove and a bed A skillet and a
hound She drove a camel through A needle In this sinking board walk
town
She's my Black Market Baby She's my Black Market Baby She's a
diamond that Wants to stay coal Wants to stay coal
I swang out
wide with her On hells iron gate Anything that you wanted You could
have My eyes say their prayers to her Sailors ring her bell Like a moth
mistakes a light bulb For the moon and goes to hell
She's my Black
Market Baby She's my Black Market Baby She's a diamond that Wants to
stay coal Wants to stay coal
There's no prayer like desire There's
amnesia in her kiss She's a swan and a pistol And she will follow you like
this In Moverly, Missouri at the Iroquois Hotel She checked in with the
President And she ran up quite a Bill (Chorus) She's whiskey in a
teacup She gives blondes a lousy name She's a Bonzai Aphrodite And a
ticket back to Spain She's a hard way to go And there ain't no way To
stop Every time you play the red The black is coming up
She's my
Black Market baby She's my Black Market baby She's a diamond that Wants
to stay coal Wants to stay coal
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Well Zenora Bariella And Coriander Pyle They had sixteen children In
the usual style They had a curio museum And they had no guile All they
ever wanted Was a show biz child So on the 7th of Dec. 1949 They got
what They'd been wishing for All of the time He grew up in a
trailer By the time he was 9 He rolled off to join The circus...
telling fortunes On the side
Hail Hail, the Eyeball kid
Well
the first time I saw him Was a Saigon jail Cost me 27 dollars Just to
go his bail I said your name will Be in lights... And that's no
doubt But you got to have A manager that's what It's all
about People would point People would stare I'll always be here To
protect you and to Cut down on the glare I know you can't speak I
know you can't sign So cry right here on The dotted line
Hail
Hail, the Eyeball kid
Well he was born with out a body Not even a
brow I made the kid a promise I made the kid a vow He's not
conventionally handsome He'll never be tall He said "all you got to do
is Book me into Carnegie Hall"
Hail Hail, the Eyeball kid
He's
just a little bitty thing He's just a little guy But women go crazy For
the big blue eye They say how does he Dream? How does he think When he
can't ever speak And he can't ever blink?
I said Hail Hail, the
Eyeball kid Hail Hail, the Eyeball kid
Give it up and throw me
down A couple of quic Everybody wants to see The Eyeball
kid
How dies he dream How does he think When he can't even speak
And he can't even blink We are all lost in the Wilderness we're
as Blind as can be He came down to teach us How to really
see
Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah
So give it up and
throw Me down a couple of quid Everybody wants to see The Eyeball
kid Eyeball kid Eyeball kid
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Sun come up it was blue and gold Sun come up it was blue and gold Sun
come up it was blue and gold Ever since I put your picture In a
frame.
I come calling in my Sunday best I come calling in my Sunday
best I come calling in my Sunday best Every since I put your picture In
a frame
I'm gonna love you Till the wheels come off Oh yea
I
love you baby and I always will I love you baby and I always will I love
you baby and I always will Ever since I put your picture In a
frame
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Don't go to church on Sunday Don't get on my knees to pray Don't
memorize the books of the Bible I got my own special way Bit I know Jesus
loves me Maybe just a little bit more
I fall on my knees every
Sunday At Zerelda Lee's candy store
Well it's got to be a chocolate
Jesus Make me feel good inside Got to be a chocolate Jesus Keep me
satisfied
Well I don't want no Anna Zabba Don't want no Almond
Joy There ain't nothing better Suitable for this boy Well it's the only
thing That can pick me up Better than a cup of gold See only a
chocolate Jesus Can satisfy my soul
(Solo) When the weather gets
rough And it's whiskey in the shade It's best to wrap your savior Up
in cellophane He flows like the big muddy But that's ok Pour him over
ice cream For a nice parfait
Well it's got to be a chocolate
Jesus Good enough for me Got to be a chocolate Jesus Good enough for
me
Well it's got to be a chocolate Jesus Make me feel good
inside Got to be a chocolate Jesus Keep me satisfied
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Cold was the night, hard was the ground They found her in a small grove of
trees Lonesome was the place where Georgia was found She's too young to
be out On the street.
Why wasn't God watching? Why wasn't God
listening? Why wasn't God there for Georgia Lee?
Ida said she
couldn't keep Georgia From dropping out of school I was doing the best
that I could But she kept runnin away from this world These children are
so hard to raise good
Why wasn't God watching? Why wasn't God
listening? Why wasn't God there for Georgia Lee?
Close your eyes
and count to ten I will got and hid but then Be sure to find me. I want
you to find me And we'll play all over We will play all over
again
There's a toad in the witch grass There's a crow in the
corn Wild flowers on a cross by the road And somewhere a baby is crying
For her mom As the hills turn from green back To gold
Why
wasn't God watching? Why wasn't God listening? Why wasn't God there
for Georgia Lee?
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Well I hung on to Mary's stump I danced with a soldier's glee With a
rum soaked crook And a big fat laugh I spent my last dollar on thee I
saw Bill Bones, gave him a yell Kehoe spiked the nog With a chain link
fence And a scrap iron jaw Cookin up a Filipino Box Spring hog Spider
rolled in from Hollister Burn With a one-eyed stolen Mare Donned
himself with chicken fat Sawin on a jaw bone violin there Kathleen was
sittin down In little reds recovery room In her criminal underwear
bra I was naked to the waist With my fierce black hound And I'm cookin
up a Filipino Box Spring Hog Cookin up a Filipino Box Spring Hog Cookin up
a Filipino Box Spring Hog
Dig a big pit in a dirt alley road Fill it
with madrone and bay Stinks like hell And the neighbors complain Don't
give a hoot what they say Slap that hog Gotta roll em over twice Baste
him with a sweeping broom You gotta swat them flies And chain up the
dogs Cookin up a Filipino Box Spring Hog Cookin up a Filipino Box Spring
Hog
Rattle snake piccata with grapes and figs Old brown Betty with a
yellow wig Tain't the mince meat filagree And it ain't the turkey neck
stew And it ain't them bruleed Okra seeds though she Made them
especially for you Worse won a prize for her Bottom black pie The beans
got to thrown to the dogs Jaheseus Christ I can always Make room when
they're Cookin up a Filipino Box Spring Hog Cookin up a Filipino Box
Spring Hog Cookin up a Filipino Box Spring Hog
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Phone's off the hook No one knows where we are It's a long time since
I Drank champagne The ocean is blue As blue as your eyes I'm gonna
take it with me When I go
Old long since gone Now way back
when We lived in Coney Island Ain't no good thing Ever dies I'm
gonna take it with me When I go
Far far away a train Whistle
blows Wherever you're goin Wherever you've been Waving good bye at the
end Of the day You're up and you're over And you're far
away
Always for you, and Forever yours It felt just like the old
days We fell asleep on Beaula's porch I'm gonna take it with me When I
go
All broken down by The side of the road I was never more alive
or Alone I've worn the faces off All the cards I'm gonna take it
with me When I go
Children are playing At the end of the
day Strangers are singing On our lawn It's got to be more Than flesh
and bone All that you're loved Is all you own
In a land there's a
town And in that town there's A house And in that house There's a
woman And in that woman There's a hart I love I'm gonna take
it With me when I go I'm gonna take it With me when I go
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Well the moon is broken And the sky is cracked Come on up to the
house The only things that you can see Is all that you lack Come on up
to the house
All your cryin don't do no good Come on up to the
house Come down off the cross We can use the wood Come on up to the
house
Come on up to the house Come on up to the house The world is
not my home I'm just a passin thru Come on up to the house
There's
no light in the tunnel No irons in the fire Come on up to the
house And your singin lead soprano In a junkman's choir You gotta come
on up to the house
Does life seem nasty, brutish and short Come on up
to the house The seas are stormy And you can't find no port Come on up
to the house There's nothin in the world
(Chorus) there's nothin in
the world that you can do you gotta come on up to the house and you
been whipped by the forces that are inside you come on up to the
house well you're high on top of your mountain of woe come on up to the
house well you know you should surrender but you can't let go you gotta
come on up to the house (Chorus)
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