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Jim
03:20
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When Jim fell out the back of my truck
I didn't even see it
It happened when the clutch got stuck
And I worked to try to free it
By the time I hit the curve, I'd lost my buddy Irv
But he was standing up so that's on him
I'm sad to see him go, but I feel better knowing
He's with Jim
When Jim fell out the back of my truck
I didn't really worry
He'd always had that Irish luck
And I was in a hurry
I guess I should seen when I lost that trampoline
The one that we threw back there on a whim
But if it couldn't stay, I hope it found it's way to
Irv and Jim
When Jim fell out the back of my truck
Nothing changed inside me
And I don't mean to pass the buck
But no one notified me
I probably should have slowed
When I hit that gravel road
I admit at that point things were looking grim
I wish somebody'd said, we should stop instead
And look for Jim
When Jim fell out the back of my truck
He took out Steve and Andy
And Jack and Jean and Bill and Buck
Bartholomew and Sandy
Not long after they were gone
I lost Dave and Paul and Ron
But in my defense they weren't buckled in
And I'll miss the whole damn gang, but mostly I'll miss hanging round with Jim
(Hey Jim, where'd you go Jim?)
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Seems like all I ever do is travel
Spend most every day behind the wheel
Watching as the interstates unravel
Every town I visit's got a certain appeal
But there's nothing like the feeling of returning
To the only place I truly want to be
It's my haven, my hideaway and my refuge
So I spend Wednesday nights and Saturdays in Baton Rouge
Sundays you might find me in Savannah
Mondays maybe Memphis, Tennessee
Tuesday I could be in Texarkana
On Fridays I'll be kickin' it in Kankakee
But you'll always find me back in Lou'siana
Cause that is where my baby waits for me
She likes to call me Curly cause I'm her stooge
And I spend Wednesday nights and Saturdays in Baton Rouge
Thursday mornings I don't want to go
Whoa, no.
I'll be miles away but on Saturday
Only one place can deliver
And it's right along the river
Maybe someday I'll be done with all this traveling
And like old King Louis told his bons amis
He said, "I won't be king forever, après moi le deluge"
And every day will be like Saturday in Baton Rouge
Oh no...
Only one place can deliver
And it's right along the river
Maybe someday I'll be done with all this traveling
And like roi King Louis la dit a ça famille
He said, "I won't be king forever, après moi le deluge"
And every day will be like Saturday in Baton Rouge
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Feels like I've entered foreign waters
On high alert waiting for the next attack
With conflagrations on the borders
One sudden move, and there ain't no turning back
You and I we manufacture incidents
Looking for someone to take the blame
And then we both proclaim our innocence
To give us ammunition, intensify the game
As if we signed
The Gulf of Tonkin Resolution
Passed in 1964
To circumvent the constitution
Giving our consent to go to war
Aren't you afraid of escalation
A never ending battle, a conflict no one chose
The end is either domination
Or fall like dominoes
It's like we're being played by superpowers
Out of our control don't you agree
The Maos, the Kennedy's, the Eisenhowers
But look around the battlefield, it's only you and me
And our version of
The Gulf of Tonkin Resolution
Passed in 1964
To circumvent the constitution
A thinly veiled pretense to go to war
Maybe we can call a truce
Before the war's begun
Repeal our Tonkin Resolution
Like congress did in 1971
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4. |
When Will I Get Over You
03:38
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5. |
Carol (Loved an Image)
03:38
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Carol loved an image
Of a man in a morning coat
Standing at the altar
And reading his vows from a folded up note
Beside him in the image
Was the bride in a taffeta gown
Smiling back at Carol
Her old friend and freshman year roommate at Brown
And they made such a perfect pairing
But she couldn't get out of her head
That she'd always thought she'd be wearing
The taffeta gown at that altar instead
You see at one point
He'd said, "Carol...
You're the angel my heart dreams of."
But she wasn't the one in the image
The image that Carol loved
And how could Carol not "heart" it?
She knew it would happen this way
After all she was there when it started
The moment that she introduced them that day
And she felt the years unrolling
She could hear the church bells chime
She knew she should keep on scrolling
Instead she sat back and remembered a time
He'd said, "Listen, darling Carol
You're the angel my heart dreams of."
Turns out he was only an image
And image that Carol loved.
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6. |
Bone Weary
05:01
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Let's call it a day
I can't keep my chin off my chest
I'm stuck and my soul needs a rest
I'm daunted, depleted and stressed
It's like I don't fit in my skin
Don't even know where to begin
I'll either give out or give in
And I'm so bleary
I should collapse in a heap
But I'm Bone Weary
And too tired to sleep
You gotta admit
We've been through so much for so long
I'm finding it hard to stay strong
Pretending that nothing is wrong
I"m broken and beat up and sore
Don't think I can fight anymore
So go ahead and run up the score
And I'm thrown clearly
I've been digging too deep
Cause I'm Bone Weary
And too tired to sleep
And I don't think I can shoulder it
But I can't seem to get over it
I'm whoa-o-o-o
And I don't think I can shoulder it
But I can't seem to get over it
I'm o-o-o-o...
Let's call it a day
I can't keep my chin off my chest
I'm stuck and my soul needs a rest
I'm daunted, depleted and stressed
And maybe it's all overblown
There's so many things left unknown
And I don't want to face them alone
Cause I'm weary right down to my bones
Down to my bones
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7. |
Don't Look Back
04:32
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The moon rose in the east as I climbed aboard the ship
Heading for the north sea
She saw me draw a breath, she said are you afraid
I stammered out, "I am."
Her smile became a laugh as I stared at the expanse
Stretching out before me
We'd stowed away our youth and sailed to chase our dreams
Down the streets of Amsterdam
Don't Look Back
The past does not exist
Don't Look Back
There's nothing there to miss
We shivered from the cold and sat in a cafe
Across from Gare du Nord
We shared a lemonade (it was all we could afford)
And sipped it like Champagne
Then a band began to play somewhere down the boulevard
And I'd wondered what I'd come here for
She must've seen it on my face, cause she pulled me from my chair
And out into the rain (she said)
Don't Look Back
There's nothing more than this
And as we danced
The music underscored our kiss
The moon rose in the east as I disembarked the ship
Pulling into Sydney
I couldn't get a cab, so I trundled up the hill
Like any other day
Then a band began to play from a pub across the road
And the melody undid me
So I buttoned up my coat and lit a cigarette
And let the decades slip away
Don't Look Back
But I had to take a glance
I close my eyes and held her close
And I began to dance
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8. |
Happy Endings
02:41
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Everyone you know is gonna kick it
Everyone you meet will soon be gone
Everyone has bought a one way ticket
Down the track we'll all be traveling on
Some of them are gonna try to fight it
Others will deny they'll have to go
But every single one of them will bite it
Yes, including everyone you know
Don't be sad because although it feels so unforgiving
We're leaving from the moment we arrive
Just enjoy your time amongst the living
Cause nobody gets out of here alive
So my friends there's no use in pretending
Everybody gets what's hers or his
Everyone deserves a happy ending
But maybe that's what every ending is
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V1
The weekend is here, I throw on some shoes
And I go out driving in my car
My schedule's clear, I'm up on the news
And so I turn on NPR
And when I hear what the program is a thrill comes over me
It's everybody's favorite quiz... comin' out of WBEZ
CHORUS
Wait Wait, don't tell me. I might know it
Before you say the answer on the radio
All week I've followed every news story
I'm so informed it's like they wrote the questions for me
Wait Wait, Don't tell me, come on take it slow
I might already know
V2
I know who Bill is with every quote
At panel questions I'm no slob
I'm kind of a whiz, I'm not one to gloat
But I'm pretty boss at not my job
When bluff the listener comes along I'm money in the bank
I never get an answer wrong on lightning fill in the blank
(except for the one that's so obscure almost nobody gets it)
CHORUS
Wait Wait, don't tell me. I might know it
Before you let the others have a chance to go
Just give me a moment, I confesss
Sometimes I have to take an educated guess
Wait wait, don't tell me... don't interrupt my flow
I might already know.
BRIDGE
With the limerick I have to come clean
I can't always deduce what they mean
But if I finish the rhyme before I run out of time
I might get Bill Kurtis on my answering machine
CHORUS
(Adam Paula Roxanne Tom Roy Helen Maeve and Mo)
So Peter start the show.
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