Take me back to Anona street. Fill my glass again. With a bittersweet. Cause I don't wanna see. The life I have. Thought the next time around. Wouldn't be so bad.
Well the road was hot and flat as a ruler. Good hundred miles between me and Missoula. That vinyl top wasn't gettin' no cooler. I stopped at a Quickie Sack.
I've been riding high, but i don't know why everybody wants to send me down to the valley of tears.It's a sunny day and i'm on my way but everybody wants to send me down to the valley of tears..
I was thinking that night about Elvis. Day that he died, day that he died. . I was thinking that night about Elvis. Day that he died, day that he died.
Standing on the corner. With a nickel or a dime. There use to be a rail car. To take you down the line. . Too much beer and whiskey. To ever be employed.
Oh little red bird. Come to my window sill. Been so lonesome. Shaking that morning chill. Oh little red bird. Open your mouth and say. Been so lonesome.
Look out boys, 'cause I'm a rollin' stone. That's what I was when I first left home. I took every secret that I'd ever known. And headed for the wall.
Nowhere man. And the whiskey girl. Nowhere man. And the whiskey girl. They loaded up for. A weekend in the underworld. . I'd take you down. Honey if I could.
Now I was just a girl of two. Now I was just a girl of two. With a golden heart and a button shoe. . The devil had a hold of me. The devil had a hold of me.
Standing on the corner. With a nickel or a dime. There use to be a rail car. To take you down the line. . Too much beer and whiskey. To ever be employed.
Darling remember from when you come to me. That I'm the pretender,. I'm not what I'm supposed to be. But who could know, if I'm a traitor?. Times the revelator, revelator..
I got an old V-8 from the year I was born. Don't look like much, just a flat black Ford. The engine's clean, I could paint it someday. But most of the time I like it this way.
All the girls all dance with the boys from the city. And they don't care to dance with me. Now it ain't my fault that the fields are muddy. And the red clay stains my feet.
There's a hundred bluebirds. Up above the clouds. Putting all the color in the sky. And twice as many tear drops. there to wash it down. Every one's another lullaby.
Paper wings, all torn and bent. But you made me feel that they were heaven sent. Paper wings, not real at all. . But they took me high enough to really fall.
A long time ago I left my home. For a job in the fruit trees. But I miss those hills with the windy pines. Their song seemed to suit me. . So I sent my wages to my home.
One mornin', one mornin' as work I begun. What did I see ridin' out of the sun. On the road from Lexington. . One rider, one rider beatin' the breeze.
[Chorus: x2]. One monkey don't stop the show. One monkey don't stop the show. One monkey don't stop the show. Whoa, so get on board. . Here comes the freight train.
Oh my mother was just a girl, seventeen. Oh my mother was just a girl, seventeen. And my dad was passin' through doing things a man will do. Oh my mother was just a girl, seventeen.
My first lover. My first lover. . He was tall and breezy with his long hair down. But he gets a little hazy when I think of him now. . My first lover.