GERIATRIC GYPSY
He's a geriatric gypsy loves to sing and
play, travels in his rusted
van dont need a place to stay
Getting heard on the radio aint the only way to fame, This Geriatric Gypsy got famous his own way.
Born in the back seat of a Ford in 35 Left at an orphanage barely alive.
He hung in till he turned thirteen then headed down the road.
Washing dishes in cafes
learned guitar on his own
A
young man with charisma unruly as a storm Ladies loved his outlaw looks, his passion to perform
Party hard gone by dawn, he would not commit To any place or anyone, his guitar is his kin.
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Interest grew and very
soon he was known in every town
Talent scouts tried to tame
this maverick they had found.
When told to trade black leather
for white hats and Calvin Kleins
He blasted off in his old
van, left men in
suits behind.
This is still he lifestyle ...he's
rambled fifty years Running like
a young horse into new frontiers
Getting heard on the radio ai'nt the only way to fame
This geriatric gypsy got famous his own way
FEEL THE TRAIN
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Feel the train, that rocking
train Feel it in your heart, feel it in your brain
Feel the train, that rocking
train Feel it in your heart ,
feel it in your brai
All aboard this Janglin' jukebox special Full of tunes for you and me
The engineer sounds his whistle starts a song and sets it free
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The song it sings depends upon your feelings It comes to you from the heart
Maybe some Choo Choo ChBoogie Or Steel Rail Blues might start.
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It's spirit is country it's rhythm is blues It's shake n rattle is Rock n roll for you
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DRINK CANNOT HEAL (Copyright 2001)
Friday nights at the bar start nearly the same, the patrons are quiet the only sounds a pool game
The drinkers try whisky to settle their souls, but the ache will remain beyond their control.
Shooters are raised the beer-bottles click, the faces get hazy as the smoke grows fog-thick
The room turns noisy as the crowd's herded in, its atmosphere changes, their patience grows thin.
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A beer-bottle breaks the first sign of the beast, that is captive inside that will soon be released
As the night grows late the booze will reveal the pain of the soul that drink cannot heal.
A young couple's dancing exchanging smiles, they're having a good time if only for a while
Something inside Jack Daniels controls, she smacks his face then runs for the door.
One drunk gets handy with another guys girl, he's tapped on the shoulder a fist is unferled
There's something mistic about mid-night till dawn, subliminal creatures will now flex their brawn
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MAYOR OF OLD YONGE STREET (Copyright
1999)
From Arkansas in 58, found his fame in 40 days
Brought rock& roll to old T.O., he shook downtown with his mojo.
Le Coq D'or was his favorite beat, made him the mayor of old Yonge Street.
Hey who do you love Odessa babe , Ronnie romped across the stage
Loved Ruby Baby and Miss Mary Lou, He moon-walked before that Armstrong dude.
Le Coq D'or was his favorite beat, made him the mayor of old Yonge Street.
He played hard and partied hearty, can't keep up you're dismissed smartly
Stick with him hit the big time, be a rock & roll legend on down the line.
Le Coq D'or was his favorite beat, made him the mayor of old Yonge Street.
When they added to the Rockabilly Hall of Fame
They did not forget that Hawkins name.
In days gone by he built The Band for you, sang Bo Diddley a time or two.
Rompin' Ronnie the Hawk still soars, now just a little closer to the floor.
Le Coq D'or was his favorite beat made him the mayor of old Yonge Street.
MIGRATORY SNOWBIRDS (copyright
2002)
Looking forward to this holiday going to leave real time behind
To work
by 8, deadlines have occupied my mind
Gonna spend some time in Florida, boogie and scuba dive
Watch those surfin cowboys ride Hey ride cowboy ride
Spend all day in the hot sunshine, when Im feelin fried
Catch some Zs neath the tall Palm trees then Ill be revived
Head out for the evening to Cap'n Hirams by the pier
Sippin Margarittas, dancin to
songs bout long-necked beer
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I was raised in the land of ice and snow
Down
heres where the migratory snowbirds go
Shed their feathers, put their sunscreen on.
I was raised in the land of ice and snow
Down heres where the migratory snowbirds go
Ill take their lifestyle for my very own
East
along the Treasure Coast thanks to the hurricanes
Spanish galleons leave their loot for those who find their graves
Dixie Divers or Divers Down will take me there to try
My luck at getting filthy rich on gold from days gone by.
KING OF THE SWAMP (copyright 2002)
While
canoeing through the swamp of the everglades
I saw an alligator cruising for prey.
The turtles started paddlin, headin for cover
The ducks were squawking warning each other.
I stopped and stared to appease my mind
Saw 6 Blue Herons wading in line.
The gator lay still like a log in their path
The wind then shifted, lunch flew in a flash
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The gator is the king of the swamp and the flats
Panthers scream the loudest theyre just kitty cats.
Gators were invincible ruling the roost
Till we needed purses and cowboy boots
The reptile groaned an unconcerned yawn
Sloshed his tail, up the bank he crawled.
Relaxing in the sun appearing to sleep
A careless chorus frog soon became his treat
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I left the swamp and returned the next day.
On that very same bank a pile of feathers lay.
Gator didnt need all the swamp critters
Just one slow duck became his dinner.
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I heard a splash and turned to see
That hungry alligator wantin me
Me and
the turtles were paddlin for cover
Squawking
like a duck I out ran that mother.
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Give Half the Song To Me (copyright 2003)
Hey cowboy singer
Give half the song to me
When youre singing bout the love you lost
Your words are killing me
Your songs imagination,
it's my reality
You say you lost your woman to a real
close friend
I lost my bride our
wedding day she ran with my best-man
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Hey cowboy singer
Give half the song to me Its my life youre singing bout
I want some royal ties
Hey cowboy singer
Give half the song to me
You say you try forgetting your cares
By drinking them away
My liver needs replacing
I dropped out of AA
You get paid to tell the world in
song about my pain
I want some compensation for
driving me insane
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BRIDGE
You get lots of glory Lots of chicks for free ee poooor ..me
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