Jerry Jeff Walker - The first showboat
Tekst :
You know a mile around the bend on the Ohio
Coming up the river for the Sunday show
There s a tuba and a banjo and a steam calliope
Way in the back there s a big paddle wheel
Chorus:
What a thrill it musta been, playing Dixie for the folks
Up and down the river on the first showboat
What a thrill it musta been, playing Dixie for the folks
Up and down the river on the first showboat
Momma took the kids and papa took the lunch
The kids took the bells and the whiskey took the drunks
But the biggest thrill of all, you know it had to be
Was sitting up front playing steam calliope
Chorus
Well there s magic in the air, they re fiddlin the rhymes
It s slow and easy in the summertime
Yeah, but who d of ever thought, the day would come to be
Where there s oil on the waters where the rivers used to be
Chorus
Yeah a mile around the bend on the Ohio
Coming up the river for the Sunday show
Chorus x3
Inne utwory
Bad girl Cowboy boots and bathing suits What i like about Texas The other Jerry Jeff She knows her daddy sings I feel like Hank Williams tonight Time to stay home Rhythm of the rain LA freeway Little bird Long long time Navajo rug Hands on the wheel Detour Movin on Losowe utwory
I met a pretty girl on a date last night,
and let me tell you now, she was groovy.
And I kissed the pretty girl, and I held her tight,
let me tell you now, she was groovy.
And now, no matter what I try...
What a world
What a place to be
See the People everywhere
The pain of nations -
I tell you
Mother earth needs the help
Of all the children of the world
A revolution
Here we go -
Hear me...
Światem zaczęła rządzić jesień,
Topi go w żółci i czerwieni,
A ja tak pragnę czemu nie wiem,
Uciec pociągiem od jesieni.
Uciec pociągiem od przyjaciół,
Wrogów, rachunków, telefonów.
Nie trzeba długo się namyślać,
Wystarczy tylko wybiec z domu.
Wsiąść do pociągu byle jakiego,
Nie dbać o bagaż, nie...
Verse One:
Today s agenda
Got the suitcase up in the Sentra
Go to room 112, tell em Blanco sent ya
Feel the strangest
If no money exchanges
I got these kids in ranges
Believe them niggas brainless
All they tote is...
No one knows the way
It s all a secret
Hunt for knowledge
On your journey home
Gotta fight for freedom, independent power
Living for now, trying somehow
Praying for the day
She s a blazer
I m a soul chaser
We ll keep on searching for more
Cruising...