Well the South side of Chicago Is the baddest part of town And if you go down there You better just beware of a man named Leroy Brown Now Leroy, more
I've been up and down and around and 'round and back again I've been so many places I can't remember where or when And my only boss was the clock on the
Operator, well, could you help me place this call? See, the number on the matchbook is old and faded She's living in L. A. with my best old ex-friend
Photographs and memories Christmas cards you sent to me All that I have are these To remember you Memories that come at night Take me to another time
The railroads and the riverboats that bred the mighty man That we read about and we dream about, the men who built this land And the farmers and the lumbermen
Which way are you goin'? Which side will you be on? Will you stand and watch while all the seeds of Cain are sown? Will you stand with those who say that
Gonna tell you a story that you won't believe But I fell in love last Friday evenin' With a girl I saw on a bar room TV screen Well, I was just gettin
If I could save time in a bottle The first thing that I'd like to do Is to save every day 'til eternity passes away Just to spend them with you If I
Like the pine trees linin' the windin' road I've got a name, I've got a name Like the singin' bird and the croakin' toad I've got a name, I've got a name
How come we can't talk the way we used to do? Nothing seems to be the same Have we forgotten all the things we knew Was it you or I who changed? We got
Well, I know it's kinda late I hope I didn't wake you But what I got to say can't wait I know you'd understand 'Cause every time I tried to tell you
If it were just another day You know I might have stayed But I couldn't hang around To be beaten to the ground You asked me for something You know I
I'd like to think about her and the way she used to love me But I just can't live without her 'cause her arms are not around me And the season's getting
I'm a dreamer by nature and I've always been tryin' To dream myself out of this world that I'm in In my dreams I escape all the troubles around And it
Spin, spin, spin Spin around, spin around The harlequin dances In a costume of green Spin around But under his makeup His age can't be seen Spin around
My dusty feet have kicked the stones Between a thousand railroad ties From Boston down to New Orleans I left the girls a-cryin' But I've still got some
The last face that I looked on Can't recall too much about The image of it left me Each time the lights went out The last mind that I wandered I remember
Oh my room will always have some people You see Johnny Carson is a friend of mine And my music box will always play me something If something's what
