Stop joking around for one minute I'd rather cry right now And play those sad notes on the piano Let the rest of the band go home 'Cause I'll lead you
The way the government downplays historical facts ''cause the United States sponsored the rise of the 3rd Reich Just like the CIA trained terrorists to
drowning out the noise Wailing echoes down the corridors I've got this imaginary radio And I'm punching up the dial I've got the AC trained on the TV
rough days But I never dreamed I'd watch it all get swept away No one knows what causes angry rain The water rushed right through this town just like a great big train
(PIANO & GUITAR INTRO) the rain let up when the sun went down I was livin' in a sad old story the moon didn't shine but the train was on time and
Street Car Blues Trk 10 3:04 Sleepy John Estes (John Adam Estes) Sleepy John Estes - vocal & guitar Yank - mandolin, Jab Jones - piano Recorded
Street, I go I can hear that old train comin' Ah, it must-a-be comin' after me I can hear that old train a-comin' Must-a-be comin' after me An I'm gon
Divin' Duck Blues Trk 3 3:16 Sleepy John Estes (John Adams Estes) Sleepy John Estes - vocal & guitar, Jab Jones - piano James 'Yank' Rachell - mandolin
City under my belt We met in a dream, we were both nineteen I remember where we were standing, I remember how it felt Two little girls growing out of their training
joints smokin' the pill In walked the sheriff from Jericho Hill He said Willy Lee your name is not Jack Brown You're the dirty hack that shot your woman down [ piano
Feel drops of water and footsteps The soul pushes against the stairs alone With pianos in your hair That's when I wish for you in the train station When
pain A cigarette that bears a lipstick's traces An airline ticket to romantic places And still my heart has wings These foolish things Remind me of you A tinkling piano
me happiness or pain A cigarette that bears a lipstick's traces An airline ticket to romantic places And still my heart has wings These foolish things Remind me of you A tinkling piano
up, just wait and see Idaho, Nebraska I don't know, I'll ask her I think I'll try I think I'll try Alaska I sold my old piano For the rent I loaded
Walking earth insensible Flowerings of childhood turned to stringy vegetable Troubled at night by flashbacks flashbacks flashbacks ... Waaa Waaa Mummy I don't want to go potty Training
a little beer that evening and sing a little bit of these working man blues Sometimes I think about leavin' do a little bummin' around I wanna throw my bills out the window catch a train
that bears a lipstick's traces An airline ticket to romantic places And still my heart has wings These foolish things remind me of you A tinkling piano
'd better jums when I say fro yessir nosir that ain't all Cause I ain't a gonna be treated this a way Well I ain't a gonna be treated... [ steel - piano