Hats off, America, don't blow your cool keep your troops away
From the strike at the Sundy School.
No dice, America, go straight to jail.
Tell your kids don't worry 'Cause the banks will never fail.

The judge is on vacation. The jury's gone to town.
Cops and bookies inside shakin' grandma down.

Strike three, America, You have lost the game.
Got nobody but your own sweet self to blame.

Lights out, America, don't blow your fuse.
You can't get your pension, If you did not pay your dues.
Oh Miss America, fairest of all.
Your mirror's telling lies upon your wall.

A nickel costs a quarter. A penny costs a dime.
They're bottlin' Michigan water and they call it cherry wine.

Hats off, America, Grab your spits, shine your shoes.
Now you're gonna have to learn to sing the blues, yeah yeah yeah

Stop it, stop it, stop it. You better stop it, stop it, stop it.
Hey, I want you to go out and I want you get a hammer and I want you to hit me.
right in the face with it, you slob! You big, stinking, sweating.
slob!
Pay it, Jim!
Hot dogs, cigarettes.......

Christo's in the library. Christo's on the phone.
He carries home the bacon like another piece of stone.
He might have played the circuit
But he hasn't got his own.
And he's cruisin', only cruisin'.

Bobby's got a jug of wine to keep him warm inside.
He follows down the wind and comes and goes just like the tide.
Don't ask him to be humble when he's livin' off his pride.
And he's cruisin', only cruisin'.

5 a.m. the wagon rolls out picking up the ones who froze.
Some they put away and some they burn.
Some get through the night
And they just lie there prayin' for a chance to take their turn.

There's a time under heaven.
If not a purpose as they say.
A time for everything.
And this has got to be the time for cruisin', only cruisin' away.

Old Thomas Jefferson spent the weekend layin' down the law, Lord.
Over in Greece, Androcles took the thorn out from the lion's paw.
Samson had a better thing to do with an ass' jaw
than the whole damn United Nations.
Provin' that your touch is more important than your smell.
Animals can tell if you're a friend.
And if you ain't a whole new coat of paint
And a bucket of French perfume will make no difference in the end.
Oh no it won't, oh no it won't
Oh no it won't

Old General Washington freed his slaves.
But not before he died, died.
Saint Peter got so mad he wished
That as a young boy George had lied, lied.
At the gate to heaven he said
"You can't come inside, son 'Cause the good Lord don't abide
any rival administration."
Provin' that a temple full of the Philistines ain't worth a hill of beans.
Compared to one good man, one good man.
And if he's old and bald.

And can't see a thing.
He will pull the temple down.
Because he knows he can, oh yes he does.
Oh yes he does, oh yes he does
Oh yes he does, oh yes he does
Oh yes he does
You know he does, slam it, oh yeah.

I used to live in Texas. I used to sing the blues.
I fell in love with an Indian girl. I didn't wear my shoes.
But they don't pay cash to hear the blues in the Cuntry Western bars.
And they don't on 42nd Street and I bet they don't on Mars, now.

I pay that Cuntry Music.
I play a country part.
But deep inside the blues is in my heart.

Up in New York City my friends would call me Tex.
They loved to hear me play and sing but they wouldn't cash my checks.
Always treated me just like a boy from out of town.
When I got that call from Tennessee the Indian and me went right on down

Now I live in Nashville. Comb my hair down cross my eyes.
I got a phoney longhorn pin to hold my black string ties.
Yes, I'm down in Johnny Cashville with a banjo on my knee.
Makin' jokes 'bout the colored folks and I know the joke's on me, and....

I pay that Cuntry Music.
I play a country part.
But deep inside the blues is in my heart.

Deep inside the blues is in my heart.

Find the enemy, find the enemy.
Kill, kill, kill, give me more.

...we're gonna kill all you lousy.
...bastards by the bushel....
She ain't your girlfriend no more.
Look at her lookin' around and her lookin' around here....

People do what they got to do. I heard the wise men say.
Fools may speak of thing last week. It's what you've done today that counts.
My friend, it's what you've done today.
And all the wise men think they keep the foolish man at bay.
Both the wise and the foolish man alike will pay.

People say what they mean to say. Norman said to me.
The latest word's what you just heard. You get no further guarantee.
My friend, you get no garantee.
Always searchi' for the truth, You wait so patiently.
Wekll the truth is that. The truth won't set you free, well.

People do what they got to do. Be what they got to be.
Don't look at me that way, my friend.
You know you'd do the same to me.
My friend, you'd do the same to me.
Don't be surprised, my friend. Oh let me tell you true.
You can count on me to do the same for you.

Let's go down the road. Darlin', you and I have no place to go.
Watch the river roll and the trucks go by.
And the trucks go by.

If we get lucky in some town up north.
We could have the baby, settle down and so forth.
Watch the trucks go by. Watch the trucks go by.

A train can't take us.

Where we want to go can't afford to fly.
Darlin', you and I watch the trucks go by

When you get lonesome fot that home you left so long ago.

I'll make you feel affection on the road.

I know where we're goin'. There'll be rainbows.
Watch the colors from our treehouse.
Bird will build their nests in our chimney every spring.

A train can't take us.

Darlin', you and I watch the trucks go by.

Watch the trucks, watch the trucks go by Do Do Do Do Do Do.....

There's a road of no direction. It's a mystery to tell.
One end runs in circles around a wishing well.
The other end, I understand will lead you straight to hell.
Anfd it's by the natives called the Dixie Highway.

There I met a girl who did not know where she was from.
Her mother died in childbirth. And her father died of rum.
Of money she had little. Of good times some.
But they come few and far between along the Dixie Highway.

First she took me to the sea.
Then she took me out to see her waterfall.
A belle who'd lost the ball.
She hadn't heard the call and she was cryin'.

She asked me to protect her from the ragin' storm.
And though I tried the whole night through.
I could not keep her warm but I kept tryin'.

Come all you gentle people.
Come gather round and pray.
For all of those who see the sun.
But not the light of day can't afford to leave.
But do not have the will to stay.
Lost forever on the Dixie Highway.

Hey, I'm givin' you a warnin'.
Mm, I'm givin' you a warnin'.
Yeah, I'm gonna giveyou a warnin'.
Warnin,' warnin,' warnin'You gotta watch it, Ben.
Some day you're gonna run out of gas, mm

You gotta watch it, Ben.
Some day, some day, some day.
You're gonna run out of gas, ooh
Yeah, run out of gas.

Hoona, ooh.
Workin' like a dog in the summer sun.
Back and forth to the city on a milk truck run.
Payday come, all go up in smoke.
One toke hoona, spoona coke, I'm broke.

Down at the market place in old Algiers.
Fellow with a long face full of tears.
He used to have a dollar all go up in smoke.
One toke hoona, spoona coke, I'm broke.

Hey, not so long ago we got up on two feet.
Searching all around. Had to find a new beat.
Witch doctor come with a bit of magic smoke.
One toke hoona, spoona coke, I'm broke.

One of these days I'm gonna step on out.
Move to the country. Settle down, build a house.
On a summer night, Hear the tree free frogs croak.
One toke hoona, spoona coke, I'm broke.
One toke hoona, spoona coke, I'm broke.

All bowed down, headin' out for town.
What did you leave behind you.
For Mary and the boys to keep them home.
(to keep them home)

Ben, you're a strong man and a damned good volunteer.
Bring a few more blankets.
Now don't give up.
Can you hear me now, ABen.
Jimmy's here with the ther boys.
Come on, gang, if we make a little noise

We could bring him on throughr, yeah.
We could bring him on throughr.
Well I know.
We could bring him on throughr.

All bowed down, headin' out for town.
What did you leave behind you.
For Mary and the boys to keep them home.
(to keep them home)

Ben, for the love of Jesus
Hold on till we get you in the house
The Doc'll be right over
Hold him, boys
Stick your fingers in his mouth
Run and fetch the Father
Fetch him and say maybe if we pray

We could bring him on throughr, yeah.
We could bring him on throughr.
Well I know.
We could bring him on throughr.

All bowed down, headin' out for town.
What did you leave behind you.
For Mary and the boys to keep them home.
(to keep them home)

We make the love to the rumba beat.
Down south in New Orleans

Down south in New Orleans prettiest girl I ever seen.
Sparklin' eyes, lips so sweet, We make the love to the rumba beat.
Ship's at anchor, my suitcase packed.
One way ticket, I ain't comin' back.
Down south in New Orleans

My dark eyed baby, I'm on my way.
Back into your arms to stay.
I'm tired of work, I want to play.
And I love you night and day.

Down south in New Orleans prettiest girl I ever seen.
Sparklin' eyes, lips so sweet, We make the love to the rumba beat.
Ship's at anchor, my suitcase packed.
One way ticket, I ain't comin' back.
Down south in New Orleans

I crave her smile that shines so bright.
Her beautiful teeth lights up the night.
Come on, skipper, I'm ready to ride.
I'm only waiting for the tide.

Down south in New Orleans prettiest girl I ever seen.
Sparklin' eyes, lips so sweet, We make the love to the rumba beat.
Ship's at anchor, my suitcase packed.
One way ticket, I ain't comin' back.
Down south in New Orleans

Yeah the moon is lighter and our hearts are, too.
Mighty good place to lose my blues, Wrapped up in my baby's arms.
I tell her of her many charms.

Down south in New Orleans prettiest girl I ever seen.
Sparklin' eyes, lips so sweet, We make the love to the rumba beat.
Ship's at anchor, my suitcase packed.
One way ticket, I ain't comin' back.
Down south in New Orleans

Down south....Down south....Down south....