Song For Mr. C Lyrics - Shawn Phillips

Saturday morning, yeah 

I come in late 

Just to find if you were there 

Just to look at your long brown hair 

And dream a dream out in the hall 

Was that my name that's just been called? 

I don't know, it could be 

Have you got something to tell on me? 

If you got something to tell on me, babe 

It better be good 

Even though you hate me so much 

I'm still comin' back 

Like you knew I would 

You can't believe 

What I been through these last few months 

It's very difficult to tell the difference 

Between the trumps and the down home dumps 

Only one thing I can say to you 

Even if you don't believe it's true 

It's true 

It's our turn now 

To find out where we're going 

It's our turn now 

To find out where you've been 

It's our turn now 

To keep the new direction 

It's your turn now 

To cast off all your sin 

Fellatia, Fellatia, how do you plead? 

You don't have to plead 

For anything that you really need 

Plead, have mercy 

When the wind starts blowin' hard 

And this cardboard world we're livin' in 

It ain't forgotten, out in the yard 

Out in the yard 

Where the air is cold 

And there ain't no leaves to fall 

He's lookin' hard at the ground for somethin' 

Somethin' that won't show up 

I keep lookin' back over my shoulder 

Couple of good friends goin' by 

Pour some wine over their fire 

Don't let the tears stay in your eyes 

He's not gone so very far 

I know he's very near 

'Cause every time I call his name 

I know that he can hear 

It's our turn now 

To find out where we're going 

It's our turn now 

To find out where you've been 

It's our turn now 

To keep the new direction 

It's your turn now 

To cast off all your sin 

Hey, Mr. Roberts, don't you tell me no lies 

I don't mind you being vain 

Pick up the phone in your whitewashed house 

Simpering that same refrain 

Three to five more years 

Is all you got 

For you to do your nasty thing 

Making rain, suffering pain 

Telling everybody that it's in his name 

His name, whose name 

What are you telling me? 

I don't believe your tales 

Too many people in this world 

Don't like being snails 

If you gonna do it 

Better get it together 

Better go and make the change 

Do it right now 

Do it while it's warm 

Do it while it's there within your range 

It won't be so very hard 

You better have no fear 

'Cause by the time you get it done 

It'll be so clear 

It's our turn now 

To find out where we're going 

It's our turn now 

To find out where you've been 

It's our turn now 

To keep the new direction 

It's your turn now 

To cast off all your sin