Jimmy Come Lately Lyrics - Singles - Small Fred

I pull out the choke, pump hard on the gas 

Oh, this wheezin' old bus is complaining. 

The Dungeness winter is blowing its last 

It's cold, but for once it's not raining. 

"Good morning, Jennifer, welcome aboard 

That's a handsome new jacket you're wearing 

Now hustle up, Carrie, I'm closing the door 

And I'll ask you to knock off the swearing." 

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And it's Jimmy Come Lately to Lost Mountain Road 

The fog from the bay will be clearing 

I'm crossing Dean Creek with a thirty-kid load 

And I'd rather be nowhere but here. 

I can still smell the sweat, hear the cry of the crowd 

And the team on the magazine covers 

My wallet was thick, the airports were loud 

Till the Monday I knew it was over 

My back had gone out and I lay awake nights 

As I diagrammed plays on the ceiling 

All the motel room calls to my long-distance wife 

Made me feel like a junkie caught stealing. 

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I've seen TV lights turn a good coach mean 

Seen the pressure break a family apart 

I grabbed for the glory, I wore the gold ring 

And I barely escaped with my heart 

Now Patrick Delaney--I've seen the kid play 

God, he's got the moves and the shooting 

He's already talking 'bout U.C.L.A. 

While the agents line up for the looting. 

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Now Mary and me, we're a comfortable fit 

And the ocean here's running with salmon 

Evenings we take a long walk on the spit 

And Sundays sometimes we go clamming 

And they still make me offers and I just turn them down 

It's a wonder they bother to find me 

I'll leave to Valvano and Lewis and Brown 

The wonders that I left behind me. 

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