I slipped through your fingers into the clouds. Ran down the concrete hallways. Pushed through the crowds.. I watched by the water. Reached for the sun.
Im long past hungry. I need a bed. I got some real wild things. Runnin through my head. Oh Rosie, dont forget me now. . Ive been to Tulsa. And New Mexico.
I crossed the Mississippi,. turned south at San Antone. A bowie knife, a woolen coat,. a grip bag on my arm. It's all somebody needs to make it through the land.
Mom got drunk and Dad got drunk at our Christmas party. We were drinking champagne punch and homemade eggnog. Little sister brought her new boyfriend.
The man outside he works for me, his name is Mariano. He cuts and trims the grass for me he makes the flowers bloom. He says that he comes from a place not far from Guanajuato.
It's the way you stroke my hair while I am sleepin'. It's the way you tell me things I don't know. It's the way you remember I came home late for dinner.
If I were the king of this old crazy world. Im telling you thered be some changes made. In my golden crown, Id lead the big parade. If I were king, thered be some changes made.
Packed my suitcase and I racked my brain. Bought a ticket on a late night train. Took a taxi through the pourin' rain. I'm comin' home to you. . Flew from Boston out to San Jose.
Good times come and then they go. The rain will fall the wind will blow. Through it all you gotta know. I'll do what I can do. To protect you right or wrong.
I wonder where my baby is tonight. I wonder where my baby is tonight. That street lamp aint sayin. The moon is out of sight. I wonder where my baby is tonight.
We were standin' on a mountain top. Where the cactus flowers grow. I was wishin' that the world would stop. When you said we'd better go. . We took a rowboat 'cross the Rio Grande.
I left Houston, Texas on a Gulf Coast Hurricane. I was blown down by tornadoes, washed up by the rain. Well my pappy wasn't happy with me, he told me to go.
We were at the Rhythm Room. In Scottsdale Arizona. It was in the summertime it must have been '02. We got there way too early and we sat around for hours.
Standin' down on Main Street. Across from Mr, Blues. In my faded leather jacket. And my weathered Brogan shoes. A chill north wind was blowin'. But the spring was comin' on.
Truth is all I'm looking. From town to town. And door to door. Happiness is nothing more. Than Sunday at the zoo. Ridin high inside the wires. Is the sum of all my desires.
Seems like yesterday I was here. Dreamin' my life away and drinkin' beer. Staying up till dawn strummin' on guitars. Sleepin' all day long just like the big rock stars.
When I was a young boy. The only things that really mattered were. Making friends and having fun. Walkin' down the railroad track. 'Til you reached the river.
Now i went out last Sunday with my little Mary Anne. She said please stay 'till Monday and she grabbed me by the can. She laid a big one on me- surprised me with her tongue.
Its been five years come this autumn, she remembers well the day. The day the fever got him, and took him far away. Far away from always knowing that the love they shared was true.
Oooh when I was a little boy. Only one or two. The first thing I did enjoy. Was a plate of Barbeque. . CHORUS:. Barbeque sliced beef and bread. Ribs and sausage and a cold Big Red.