Testi:
Howe Gelb

Did the white one think you?re black And the black one thinks you?re white The country man thinks your rock And the rockers say you?re just not right

{see the lyrics in track 7}

baby?s looking good in this bar here?s hoping you stay the way that you are here at the bottom of the barrel if you haven?t had kids so far the way

It was there in Galveston I first saw her there She was doing it up Undoing her hair In this murky old blue world She is a can do girl I was feeling

Hey man. . . why save that hardship for the older you? take it on now upon the younger you don?t be afraid when you fear your courage has been mislaid

I just said goodbye to Loretta, my lover, for the last time no more would she lie nor would I upset her and wish the same to no one there was liquor

Would I be awakened where the wrong side renders? would I be a dangling toward demise? forgetting about the innocent splendors? and rage blinding my

The considerate morning burns off the treacherous dark and you celebrate that spangle and spark scattering the ashes made from such a blazing bright

The tub is all a brimming A little light be a skimming Side burns need trimming Getting raw waiting for the straw There?s no hint of I?ll take myopia