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Taylor John Lyrics - Singles - Kelly Joe Phelps

Taylor had a wife, she was married to the mirror 

Make her glass-eyed lover buy a drink and then another round 

'Round the kitchen table lined with cigarettes from years ago 

Last night one fell onto the floor, yeah, to the floor, yeah, to the floor 

 

Taylor used to marvel at the way the music sounded 

She drifted down the carpet-bag to put another lamp shade on 

There she was so young and pretty holding out her hand 

To the last five years that livin' took away, away, hey, yeah, hey, yeah 

 

It's a scavenger hunt in the best of times 

A one-armed man with a box of dimes 

Throw the stick and let the bulldog roll 

Yeah, throw the stick and let the bulldog roll 

 

Taylor's 37 yesterday and she'll be 21 

An asphalt rhododendron where she fell across the car 

Pocketbook explodin' with the money of delusion 

Winks her smokin' yellowed eyes and rolls snakes along the floor 

Hey, hey, hmm, yeah, along the floor 

 

It's a scavenger hunt in the best of times 

A one-armed man with a box of dimes 

Throw the stick and let the bulldog roll 

Throw the stick and let the bulldog roll, yeah 

 

Partin' like tomorrow is a vestibule of commerce 

"No regret", says I, says she, "Waltzin' to the ice machine" 

Where another hotel key has left a scar upon the soul 

Her feet are nimble still when she wants she can go 

Hey, yeah, she can go, hey, hey, yes, she can go 

 

It's a scavenger hunt in the best of times 

A one-armed man with a box of dimes 

Throw the stick and let the bulldog roll 

Throw the stick and let the bulldog roll, oh, yeah, oh, yeah 

 

Come all you little sailors with a penchant for the sea 

Look way down below for Taylor John he wants to be like me 

Drownin' in the water, got his collar turned up cool 

Tries to breathe now like a wretched stain and floats like a fool 

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey 

 

Scavenger hunt in the best of times 

A one-armed man with a box of dimes 

Throw the stick and let the bulldog roll 

Throw the stick and let the bulldog roll, yeah 

 

Throw the stick and let the bulldog roll 

Getting throw the stick and let the bulldog roll 

Throw the stick and let the bulldog roll, yeah 

Throw the stick and let the bulldog roll 

 

Throw the stick and let the bulldog 

Throw the stick and let the bulldog roll, yeah 

I'll throw the stick and let the bulldog roll 

Throw the stick and let the bulldog roll 

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