: (Hicks / Lynch) There never was a man so doggone mean I wore only black and my eyes were green And I can tell you now that I'm very old I'd kill any
: (Clarke) Standing on a corner Nothing on my mind When walked past a woman She looked my kind I said a hey there woman What you got to do She took
: (Sylvester) Sitting here alone Drinking from an empty can of beer Wishing you were here Think I hear the bell Must be my imagination Hoping you'll
: Saturday night I was downtown Working for the FBI Sittin' in a nest of bad men Whiskey bottles piling high Bootlegging boozer on the west side Full
: (Hicks / Lynch) Where where is the promised land Where where is the promised land It can't be found in Viet Nam It can't be where the eagle has landed
: (Sylvester / Clarke) I look to the east and I look to the west Trying to find a place where there's rest You know where I go, you know it's the same
keep on turning you 'round, my babe You're old enough to change your ways And if you're feeling all run down, you look for the brighter lights uptown
didn't have a good start You'd tell me, try to sell me It could have been all I asked It's over, well over It's there and flows away A distant past [
: (Sylvester) Cable car, flying high Passing stars or wondering why Did she go or did she die I don't know Mountainside, not so green Snow is more
: (Hicks / Lynch) Sipping at the wine I'm drinking all the time I'm drinking kinda slow And I'm hoping it won't go See when I get dry I just sit and
(Sylvester) Cable car, flying high Passing stars or wondering why Did she go or did she die I don't know Mountainside, not so green Snow is more than
(Clarke) Standing on a corner Nothing on my mind When walked past a woman She looked my kind I said a hey there woman What you got to do She took one
Saturday night I was downtown Working for the FBI Sittin' in a nest of bad men Whiskey bottles piling high Bootlegging boozer on the west side Full
it didn't have a good start You'd tell me, try to sell me It could have been all I asked It's over, well over It's there and flows away A distant past
(Hicks / Lynch) Sipping at the wine I'm drinking all the time I'm drinking kinda slow And I'm hoping it won't go See when I get dry I just sit and cry
(Hicks / Lynch) Where where is the promised land Where where is the promised land It can't be found in Viet Nam It can't be where the eagle has landed
(Sylvester) Sitting here alone Drinking from an empty can of beer Wishing you were here Think I hear the bell Must be my imagination Hoping you'll