Lyrical Response

[KD in CA]

I'll be home for Christmas
You can plan on me
Please have snow and mistletoe
And presents by the tree

Christmas eve will find you
Where the love light gleams
I'll be home for Christmas
If only in my dreams

 

I'll be home for Christmas
You can plan on me
Please have some snow and mistletoe
And presents by the tree

 

Christmas eve will find me
Where the love light gleams
I'll be home for Christmas
If only in my dreams

[The Real Buffalo Joe]

Drinkin' and dreamin', knowing damn well I can't go
I'll never see Texas, L.A., or ol' Mexico
But here at this table, I'm able to leave it behind
Drink till I'm dreaming a thousand miles out of my mind

[WhoTom]

Waiting for the time when I can finally say
That this has all been wonderful but now I'm on my way
But when I think it's time to leave it all behind
I try to find a way but there's nothing I can say to make it stop

 

[Gray Beard]

Oh well, I'm the type of guy who will never settle down
Where pretty girls are, well you know that I'm around
I kiss 'em and I love 'em cause to me they're all the same
I hug 'em and I squeeze 'em they don't even know my name

 

They call me the wanderer
Yeah, the wanderer
I roam around, around, around

[PastaJoe]

Roam if you want to
Roam around the world
Roam if you want to
Without wings, without wheels
Roam if you want to
Roam around the world
Roam if you want to
Without anything but the love we feel

[Bill from NYC]

Right outside this,

lazy summer home.

You ain't got time to call your,

soul a critic no.

Right outside the lazy gate, of winter's summer home,

Wondering where the nut-thatchers winters,

Wings a mile long,

Will carry, the blues, away.

[WhoTom]

Look around
Leaves are brown
And the sky
Is a Hazy Shade of Winter

[SinceThe70s]

All the leaves are brown and the sky is gray

I've been for a walk on a winter's day

I'd be safe and warm if I was in L.A.

[Bill from NYC]

Brown eyed women and red grenadine,

The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean,

Sound of the thunder with the rain coming down,

And it looks like the old mans, getting on.

 

[The Real Buffalo Joe]

Well, two, three the count with nobody on
He hit a high fly into the stand
Rounding third he was headed for home
It was a brown eyed handsome man
That won the game, it was a brown eyed handsome man

[WhoTom]

Here's the throw, it's in the dirt-safe at third
Holy cow, stolen base, he's taking a pretty big lead out there
Almost daring him to try and pick him off
The pitcher glances over, winds up, and it's bunted
Bunted down the third base line, the suicide squeeze is on
Here he comes, squeeze play, it's gonna be close, here's the throw, here's the play at the plate...
Holy cow, I think he's gonna make it

 

[Gray Beard]

Mama's got a squeeze box
She wears on her chest
And when daddy comes home
He never gets no rest
'Cause she's playing all night
And the music's all right
Mama's got a squeeze box
Daddy never sleeps at night

[Bill from NYC]

And it just a box of rain,

I don't know who put it there.

Believe it if you need it,

or leave it if you dare.

 

And its, just a box of rain,

or a ribbon for your hair.

Such a long long time to be gone,

and a short time, to be there.

[The Real Buffalo Joe]

East bound and down, loaded up and truckin',
We're gonna do what they say can't be done.
We've got a long way to go and a short time to get there.
I'm east bound, just watch ol' "Bandit" run.

[Gray Beard]

Truckin', got my chips cashed in
Keep truckin', like the do-dah man
Together, more or less in line
Just keep truckin' on

 

Arrows of neon and flashing marquees out on Main Street
Chicago, New York, Detroit and it's all on the same street
Your typical city involved in a typical daydream
Hang it up and see what tomorrow brings

[The Real Buffalo Joe]

Jesus just left Chicago
And he's bound for New Orleans
Well now, Jesus just left Chicago
And he's bound for New Orleans
Yeah, yeah
Workin' from one end to the other and all points in between

 

(Ashamed in @Gray Beard for not using the line mentioning Buffalo though)

[WhoTom]

( ^ I'll make up for it.)

 

I've been to Reno, Chicago, Fargo, Minnesota
Buffalo, Toronto, Winslow, Sarasota
Wichita, Tulsa, Ottawa, Oklahoma
Tampa, Panama, Mattawa, La Paloma
Bangor, Baltimore, Salvador, Amarillo
Tocopilla, Barranquilla, and Padilla

 

Edited December 19, 2019 by WhoTom

[The Real Buffalo Joe]

Them boys from Oklahoma roll their joints all wrong
They're too damn skinny or way too long
I ain't no holy roller so I just use a bong
Them boys from Oklahoma roll their joints all wrong

 

Them boys down in Texas got some damn fine weed
They smuggle across the Rio, they use the Mexican breed
That's expointin' cheap labor, but hell that's Texican's creed
Them boys down in Texas got some damn fine weed

[Gray Beard]

Oklahoma, where the wind comes sweeping down the plain.
Where the waving wheat can sure smell sweet
when the wind comes right behind the rain.

[SinceThe70s]

Train death paintings, anti-meth murals
Color the ghettos of N. Dakota
Bismark tractor association, coffee and toothpaste
This was vacation