Everybody's talkin' them old dirty rhymes
All are tryin' to find somethin' to believe in
Me, I'm just tryin' to write my lines
Pack up your old duffle bag and scuffle down the road
Lookin' for a place you can't never tell
Someday your old dusty boots may slow you down a spell
This ol' life's a great big wishin' well
Now everybody's sayin' "where's the good ol' days
When the bands were playin' on the sunny Saturday? "
Everybody's prayin' for them ol' blues to move away
But you can't do much when you get outta touch
'Cause it all gets in the way
Pack up your old duffle bag and scuffle down the road
Lookin' for a place you can't never tell
Someday your old dusty boots may slow you down a spell
This ol' life's a great big wishin' well
Oh, sweet Lucinda, now do you remember
When the bands used to play so sweet and low? Oh no
A mint julep in the afternoon
Makin' love underneath the moon
But we just don't have the time anymore
Everybody's talkin' about their grievin'
Everybody's talkin' them old down and dirty lies
All are tryin' to find somethin' to believe in
Me, I'm just tryin' to write my lines
Pack up your old duffle bag and scuffle down the road
Lookin' for a place you can't never tell
Someday your old dusty boots may slow you down a spell
This ol' life's a great big wishin' well
Wishin' well
Let's go back to Jerry's Bar and Grill
Everybody's talkin' about leavin' Everybody's talkin' them old dirty rhymes All are tryin' to find somethin' to believe in Me, I'm just tryin' to write my lines Pack up your old duffle bag and scuffle down the road Lookin' for a place you can't never tell Someday your old dusty boots may slow you down a spell This ol' life's a great big wishin' well Now everybody's sayin' "where's the good ol' days When the bands were playin' on the sunny Saturday? " Everybody's prayin' for them ol' blues to move away But you can't do much when you get outta touch 'Cause it all gets in the way Pack up your old duffle bag and scuffle down the road Lookin' for a place you can't never tell Someday your old dusty boots may slow you down a spell This ol' life's a great big wishin' well Oh, sweet Lucinda, now do you remember When the bands used to play so sweet and low? Oh no A mint julep in the afternoon Makin' love underneath the moon But we just don't have the time anymore Everybody's talkin' about their grievin' Everybody's talkin' them old down and dirty lies All are tryin' to find somethin' to believe in Me, I'm just tryin' to write my lines Pack up your old duffle bag and scuffle down the road Lookin' for a place you can't never tell Someday your old dusty boots may slow you down a spell This ol' life's a great big wishin' well Wishin' well Let's go back to Jerry's Bar and Grill Explain Request ×
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