Sam stone came home to his wife and family After serving in the conflict overseas And the time that he served, had shattered all his nerves And left a
She's got the mind of a child And a body peaking over the hill Well, she would if she could And she should but nobody will With her nails painted red
You come home late and you come home early You come on big when you're feeling small You come home straight and you come home curly Sometimes you don'
When I woke up this morning, things were lookin' bad Seem like total silence was the only friend I had Bowl of oatmeal tried to stare me down and won
All the snow has turned to water Christmas days have come and gone Broken toys and faded colors Are all that's left to linger on I hate graveyards and
Grandpa wore his suit to dinner nearly every day No particular reason, he just dressed that way Brown necktie and a matching vest and both his wingtip
apartment in the city Me and Loretta liked living there It'd been years since the kids had grown A life of their own, left us alone John and Linda live
night We played checkers on the train God Bless his soul he was a tootsie roll But he's a dead cat just the same Chorus: We are living in the future
Übersetzung: Prine, John. Wohnen in der Zukunft.
I could be as happy as a sardine in a can Long as I got my woman I could run stark naked and live in and old oak tree Just as long as she's with me My
You must be daddy's little pumpkin I can tell by the way you roll You must be daddy's little pumpkin I can tell by the way you roll Why it's quarter
If I could make my living going fishing Then I would make my living with a line and pole Put food on the table pay the money to the landlord Buy some
When I woke up this morning, things were lookin' bad Seem like total silence was the only friend I had Bowl of oatmeal tried to stare me down... and
(spoken) Jesus.... the missing years It was raining. It was cold West Bethlehem was no place for a twelve year old So he packed his bags and he headed
the night We played checkers on the train God Bless his soul he was a tootsie roll But he's a dead cat just the same Chorus: We are living in the future
was named Elizabeth She was the fairer of the two While the smaller and more fragile one was named Marie Having never seen white girls before And living
I feel a storm All wet and warm Not ten miles away Approaching My Mexican home. My God! I cried, it's so hot inside You could die in the living room
darling Jim is out a limb I put my picture in a Picture Show Whoa Ho! Put my picture in a Picture Show Hamburgers Cheeseburgers Wilbur and Orville Wright John