Sweet Guinevere, you're off to the coal town tonight. And your young brother Ernie's up in Pittsburgh PA. You know mother loves you, and dad's in the mine.
Where the road runs down by the Butternut Grove. To old Bill Skinners Stream. Do tell at the noonday bell. It's time for a summertime dream. . In a lunch pail town, in a one horse way.
In the dawn's early light. From a long and a sleepless night. She returned again this morning. From her long and restless flight. . And my red hollow eyes.
Let go darlin' I can feel the night wind call. I guess I'd better go. I like you more than half as much. As I love your Spanish moss. . Spanish moss hangin' down.
One, two, three, four. . It's almost over, it's almost done. And you can't put the blame on anyone. It's almost easy and it's almost fun. Did you get caught with your britches on?.
Out on the road like a low down Joe. And the bar where we are is so cool I'd like to stay. Misunderstood like I knew I would be. The one I care for don't mind, she's built that way.
Sometimes I don't mind the sunshine. Sometimes I need the rain. Sometimes I don't mind the fun times. Sometimes they're all the same. . When I'm thinking of you.
She was something very special to me. The kind of girl you'd like to see. In a movie or a rosary. . She could be straight-laced or homespun. Or free and easy on the run.
Is there someone I can believe in?. Is there somewhere I can hide?. Take me out of the straits, I'm in. Come and stay here by my side. . Somebody I can rely on.
Momma's got her long dress on. See how that little girl walks. And now, we got it rollin'. How're we gonna get it stopped?. . Momma's got somethin'. Daddy needs more than a lot.
Early in the morning when the dew is on. Each and every rose bud you will find me gone. So knock me down and pick me up, and knock me down again. Break my heart, steal my gold and slander my good name.
I'm standin' at the doorway. My head bowed in my hands. Not knowin' where to sit. Not knowin' where I stand. . My father looms above me. For him there is no rest.
Ah, the living ain't easy. With all of these false emotions. Too little devotion and I'm tired of just. Being alone, she's not the same. She's a son of a gun, she's a red hot flame.
Seven islands to the high side of the bay. Cross the bay. To the sunset through the blue light. Of a fiery autumn haze. . We went walkin' on the high side of the bay.
I'm on my second cup of coffee and I still can't face the day. I'm thinking of the lady who got lost along the way. And if I don't stop this trembling hand from reaching for the phone.
I live in the light of the bright silver moon. I'll take you off sailing from midnight till noon. I'll show the Sea of Tranquility. You can have any flavor you happen see.
I feel a little blue 'cause I can't sew. There's still a lot of things that I should know. . Anyone can guess. I don't know how to press. My Saturday clothes.
I'm not some long lost someone. Just dropped in to say hello. It's that same old lover man. Baby you lost so long ago. . 'Cause I was born to believe.
Listen mister I won't waste your time. I hope all the mistakes you made were a lot like mine. Lovin' girls too much sometimes they made you cry. Maybe we've got more livin' to do with a lot less pain.