Crickets are chirpin', the water is high There's a soft cotton dress on the line hangin' dry The windows wide open, African trees Bent over backwards
(Joseph) I closed my eyes, drew back the curtain To see for certain what I thought I knew Far far away, someone was weeping But the world was sleeping
Innocent victim filled up with pills Or so it would seem to the rumbler scene Her getaway sticks made contact with bricks Caught skating around, now it
Crickets are chirpin' the water is high There's a soft cotton dress on the line, hangin' dry The window's wide open, African trees Bent over backwards
There's a man in a pitch black hat And his underwear's made of mud He jumps like a pouncing cat And he lands with a sickening thud His head is surrounded
The fit is generous and loose The coat is filled with down of goose Should I feel guilty about that? I wouldn't wear the fur of a cat The coat is black
Crickets are chirpin' the water is high There's a soft cotton dress on the line hangin' dry Window wide open African trees Bent over backwards from
I don't wear a coat since I love the cold. And it's not my fault I was never told to be polite when I speak. Bow to crowds' applause from empty seats.
Crickets are chirpin' The water is high There's a soft cotton dress On the line hangin' dry The windows wide open African trees Bent over backward In
I found comfort and courage in bottles of whiskey I swear to you friends that that life is some risky I have backed away quickly from those who tried
(Joe Diffie) Turn out the lights We just need the lights from the tree The kids are in bed Baby it's just you and me Side by side, the fire is bright
La la la la la la, la la la la la la la A winter's day, a bitter snowflake on my face My summer girl takes little backward steps away Jack Frost took
I was of poor folk But my mother had a rabbit fur coat And a girl of less character pushed her down the L.A. River Hand over that rabbit fur coat She
Silent tear, pinned, screamless . Like a dead pile, time, seamless Silent tear . Human shield Say it, say - you'll give me your skin...skin...skin Fold
I took you up against the wall On the rooftop we climbed through broken windows It's how alive you make me feel Shot a photograph to capture you and prove
As a buyer for a firm that deals in ladies' fur coats I get sort of pessimistic now and then 'Cause so many women who invest in our coats Spend so many
Joseph I closed my eyes, drew back the curtain To see for certain what I thought I knew Far far away, someone was weeping But the world was sleeping
Listen, big boy, Now that you got me made, Goodness, but I'm afraid, Somethin's gonna happen to you! Listen, big boy, You gotta be hooked, and how
