That Charlie Sedarka was a-playing the piano like he was pawing a dirty book He bit a hole in his big bottom lip and gave his very best little boy look
You're a fine one, oh yes you are You're a fine one just like me And we're friends now, oh wouldn't you say? We've been friends now, oh haven't we? Stay
It's not open to discussion anymore She's out again tonight and I'm alone once more She's all I have worth waiting for But baby plays around And so it
With their cardboard hands by their sides, here's a naked man and lady And they're yours to cut out and keep So you can dress them up maybe They don'
Yesterday's coal train came to rest in the bitter cutting And as the signals took an age to change it was easy pickings So you go to the movies where
One day you're going to have to face A deep dark truthful mirror And it's going to tell you things that I still love you too much to say The sky was
I wish you'd known me when I was alive, I was a funny feller The crowd would hoot and holler for more I wore a drunk's red nose for applause Oh yes I
Hush my little one don't cry so You know your daddy's bound to go They took his pride They took his voice Don't upset him now, don't make a noise They
Bentley said to Craig "Let him have it Chris" They still don't know today just what he meant by this Craig fired the pistol, but was too young to swing
All the children testified that Miss Macbeth wore a fishbone slide in her cobweb tresses Her eyes were black like first foot coal, clutched as white
She's a feline tormentor, not any vaudeville wife But with a drunk-town lament he leads her a miserable life But when he's full of that beer-champagne
She looked like she learned to dance from a series of still pictures She's madly excited now, she throws her hands up like a tulip She looks like an
[Instrumental] I'm going to make you even fear the dream you dream So don't even think about it don't make a wish You think that I don't see you as
I saw a newspaper picture from the political campaign A woman was kissing a child, who was obviously in pain She spills with compassion, as that young
Is it all in that pretty little head of yours? What goes on in that place in the dark? Well I used to know a girl and I would have sworn that her name
