If There Was a Way
I was just standing
Alone in this room
Surrounded by memories
We stopped making too soon
I was just standing
I was just standing
Alone in this room
Alone in this room
I was just thinking
All to myself
How I still want you
And nobody else
I was just thinking
I was just thinking
All to myself
All to myself
In this darkness I move slowly
Always struggling to be free
But I still hear your voice
And everywhere I see the choice
That's made such a fool of me
I was just wondering
If there was a way
To bring you back to me
Maybe things I could say
I was just wondering
I was just wondering
If there was a way
Buenas Noches from a Lonely Room (She Wore Red Dresses)
She wore red dresses with her black shining hair
She had my baby and caused me to care
Then coldly she left me to suffer and cry
She wore red dresses and told such sweet lies
I never knew him but he took her away
On my knees like a madman for vengeance I prayed
While the pain and the anger destroyed my weak mind
She wore red dresses and left the wounded behind
I searched till I found them, then I cursed at the sight
Of their sleeping shadows in the cold neon light
In the dark morning silence I placed the gun to her head
She wore red dresses, but now she lay dead
Jacky Don Tucker
Jacky Don Tucker was my daddy's little brother
And at seventeen he jumped the fence
He joined a rock 'n' roll band, put a tattoo on his hand
My Granny said he never had a lick of sense
'Cause by the time he turned seven started stealin' watermelons
Playin' house with the girl next door
Drinkin' muscadine wine by the time he was nine
Sneakin' out and smokin' cigarettes under the porch
He was a melon stealin'
Cop-a-feelin'
Daredevil fool
A do-it-anywayin
Playin' hooky from school
A water tower poet class of '73
Say by God you better know it if you're runnin' with me
'Cause I'm skinny dippin' finger flippin' son of a gun
Play by the rules
You're gonna miss all the fun
He was always drag racin' and he kept the sheriff chasin'
But they never caught ole Jacky Don
'Cause he was nobody's fool, the definition of cool
He even cut a donut on the courthouse lawn
He created quite a scandal that the locals couldn't handle
When he took up with the preacher's baby girl
They bought a new double wide and on their wedding night
Aunt Jenny started rockin'
Uncle Jacky Don's world
He was a melon stealin'
Cop-a-feelin'
Daredevil fool
A do-it-anywayin
Playin' hooky from school
A water tower poet class of '73
Say by God you better know it if you're runnin' with me
'Cause I'm skinny dippin' finger flippin' son of a gun
Play by the rules
You're gonna miss all the fun
He was a melon stealin'
Cop-a-feelin'
Daredevil fool
A do-it-anywayin
Playin' hooky from school
A water tower poet class of '73
He'd say by God you better know it if you're runnin' with me
'Cause I'm skinny dippin' finger flippin' son of a gun
Play by the rules
You're gonna miss all the fun
Play by the rules
You're gonna miss all the fun
Where Have All The Good People Gone?
Oh the Milky Way has gone a little sour
The leaves dried and the flower fell away
I’ve been sitting, I’ve been waiting for a sign
Inhuman beings taking up all of my time
Want to leave but I’ve got to stay
And I’m wondering more everyday
Montreal to Hong Kong
Where have all the good people gone
Traffic jam but I’m on the shoulder
Took ten cops to pull me over
Bangkok to Babylon
Where have all the good people gone
I haven’t met a friend in a long, long while
They don’t shake my head but they, they check my style
The modern world is a cold, cold world
And all I meet are cold, cold girls
Wanna leave but I got to stay
And I’m wondering more every day
Montreal to Hong Kong
Where have all the good people gone
Traffic jam but I’m on the shoulder
Took ten cops to pull me over
Bangkok to Babylon
Where have all the good people gone
And it’s always the same
We all just turn away
We are stealing from ourselves
We are feeding off ourselves
And we were born in the flames
We need a cool breeze and a summer rain
We are stealing from ourselves
We are feeding off ourselves
Oh the Milky Way has gone a little sour
The leaves dried and the flower fell away
Want to leave but I’ve got to stay
And I’m wondering more everyday
Montreal to Hong Kong
Where have all the good people gone
Traffic jam but I’m on the shoulder
Took ten cops to pull me over
Bangkok to Babylon
Where have all the good people gone
Want to leave but I’ve got to stay
And I’m wondering more everyday
Montreal to Hong Kong
Where have all the good people gone
Traffic jam but I’m on the shoulder
Took ten cops to pull me over
Time’s up and we’re running long
Where have all the good people gone