Letras:
Chapin Harry

She wasn't very pretty, She wasn't very smart, But everything she said to him came strait from her heart. Write a song about me, Sing a song that's of

Holdin' on tight to my pillow Wish it had a life of its own, Starin' at the ceilin,' Such a funny feelin,' But nobody's home. But I know you're out there

I could tell you that I get asked a lot of times How I can change the world I've also have been asked a lot of times How I can be a rock and roll singer

My child arrived just the other day He came to the world in the usual way But there were planes to catch and bills to pay He learned to walk while I was

And all the changes keep on changing And the good old days, they say they're gone Only wise men and some new born fools Say that they know what's going

Old John Joseph was a man with two first names They left him in the railroad yard when they took away the trains And only one run a week comes on roaring

It was an early morning bar room And the place just opened up And the little man come in so fast and it Started at his cups And the broad who served

If you were looking for a way to make me mad It was a sure fire way you found, acting like a half wit fool Laying your money around, well, I came back

Now he was a man who worked with his hands Only in a motor, he found peace He could make an engine sing like a bird He could find his only kind of release