Lyrical Response

[Gray Beard]

Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky and strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it

[WhoTom]

Drove back to the church, had a Thanksgiving dinner that couldn't be beat,
went to sleep, and didn't get up until the next morning, when we got a phone
call from Officer Obie. He said, "Kid, we found your name on a envelope at
the bottom of a half a ton of garbage and I just wanted to know if you had
any information about it."

 

And I said, "Yes sir, Officer Obie, I cannot tell a lie. I put that envelope
under that garbage."

 

[DC Tom]

He took little Suzie to the Junior Prom.  Excitable boy, they all said.
And he raped her and killed her, then he took her home.  Excitable boy, they all said
Well, he's just an excitable boy.
After ten long years they let him out of the home.
Excitable boy, they all said.
And he dug up her grave and built a cage with her bones.
Excitable boy, they all said.

[Bill from NYC]

21 minutes ago, DC Tom said:

He took little Suzie to the Junior Prom.  Excitable boy, they all said.
And he raped her and killed her, then he took her home.  Excitable boy, they all said
Well, he's just an excitable boy.
After ten long years they let him out of the home.
Excitable boy, they all said.
And he dug up her grave and built a cage with her bones.
Excitable boy, they all said.

I've been gambling hereabouts,

For ten good solid years.

If I told you all that went down,

It would burn off both your ears.

 

Goes to show, you don't ever know.

Watch each card you play, and play it slow.

 

Wait until your deal come round,

And don't you let that deal go down, no.

[DC Tom]

1 minute ago, Bill from NYC said:

I've been gambling hereabouts,

For ten good solid years.

If I told you all that went down,

It would burn off both your ears.

 

Goes to show, you don't ever know.

Watch each card you play, and play it slow.

 

Wait until your deal come round,

And don't you let that deal go down, no.

 

I was gambling in Havana, I took a little risk
Send lawyers, guns, and money, Dad, get me out of this!

[WhoTom]

He's in the jailhouse now

He's in the jailhouse now
I told him once or twice

Stop playin' cards and shootin' dice
He's in the jailhouse now

 

[row_33]

8 minutes ago, WhoTom said:

He's in the jailhouse now

He's in the jailhouse now
I told him once or twice

Stop playin' cards and shootin' dice
He's in the jailhouse now

 

the Sonny James live 1977 version for me...

 

[The Real Buffalo Joe]

'Cause all you women is low down gamblers
Cheatin' like I don't know how
Baby, got no flavor, fever in the funk house now
This low down bitchin' got my poor feet a itchin'
Don't you know you know the duece is still wild

 

Baby, I can't stay, you got to roll me
And call me the tumblin' dice
Always in a hurry, I never stop to worry
Don't you see the time flashin' by

[PastaJoe]

I still wear the smile you gave to me
when we were just having fun
in a day dream where we belong

now I see you never needed me

but we try hard to trick ourselves
into thinking we can be helped
and you said

come on come on just close your eyes

we'll test our fate like rolling dice

oh come on now you'll feel alive
we'll test our fate like rolling dice
like rolling dice

[Gray Beard]

So smile for a while and let's be jolly
Love shouldn't be so melancholy
Come along and share the good times while we can

[WhoTom]

So many people live in make believe
They keep a lot a going up their sleeves
But my love, baby, is no kind that folds
Come on baby, let the good times roll

 

 

[Bill from NYC]

Some come to laugh their past away
Some come to make it just one more day
Whichever way your pleasure tends
If you plant ice you're gonna harvest wind

Roll away, the dew
Roll away, roll away the dew
Roll away, roll away the dew
Roll away, roll away the dew

[PastaJoe]

Stood alone on a mountain top
Starin' out at the Great Divide
I could go east, I could go west
It was all up to me to decide
Just then I saw a young hawk flyin'
And my soul began to rise
And pretty soon
My heart was singin'

 

Roll, roll me away
I'm gonna roll me away tonight
Gotta keep rollin', gotta keep ridin'
Keep searchin' till I find what's right
And as the sunset faded I spoke
To the faintest first starlight
And I said next time
Next time
We'll get it right

[Gray Beard]

Keep rollin', rollin', rollin'
Though the streams are swollen
Keep them dogies rollin', rawhide
Through rain and wind and weather
Hell bent for leather
Wishin' my gal was by my side
All the things I'm missin'
Good vittles, love and kissin'
Are waiting at the end of my ride

 

Move 'em on, head 'em up
Head 'em up, move 'em on
Move 'em on, head 'em up, rawhide

[WhoTom]

So let's get to the point, let's roll another joint
And let's head on down the road, there's somewhere I gotta go
You don't know how it feels
You don't know how it feels to be me

 

[SinceThe70s]

Well first of all, I'd like to say eff off
(eff off, eff off, eff off!)
If you don't get it why don't you go
Shove your head back up your @ss

 

And don't waste my time
I don't need your opinion
'Cause you don't know what it's like
You don't know what it's like

You don't know what it's like to be like me
You don't know, so keep your mouth shut

[Gray Beard]

Sittin' in the mornin' sun
I'll be sittin' when the evenin' comes
Watchin' the ships roll in
Then I watch 'em roll away again

 

I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay
Watchin' the tide, roll away
I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay
Wastin' time

[WhoTom]

Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain.
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today.
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you.
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun.

 

 

[PastaJoe]

It's getting near dawn,
When lights close their tired eyes
I'll soon be with you my love,
To give you my dawn surprise
I'll be with you darling soon,
I'll be with you when the stars start falling

 

I've been waiting so long
To be where I'm going
In the sunshine of your love

[The Real Buffalo Joe]

Well, I was drunk the day my mom got out of prison
And I went to pick her up in the rain
But before I could get to the station in my pickup truck
She got run over by a damned old train

 

And I'll hang around as long as you will let me
And I never minded standing' in the rain, no
But you don't have to call me darlin', darlin'
You never even called me
Well, I wonder why you don't call me
Why don't you ever call me by my name