Yonder come-a Willie, he's a-passin' on a hill He don't dress nice but he tries good to kill Burma Shave, Burma Shave Burma Shave, Burma Shave I bet
think I'm happy for the first time since my accident I wish I had all the money that we used to spend on dope Buy me a used car lot wouldn't sell any
Step right up Step right up Step right up Everyone's a winner, bargains galore That's right, you too can be the proud owner Of the quality goes in before
She sends me blue valentines all the way from Philadelphia To mark the anniversary of someone that I used to be And it feels like a warrant, out for my
I got no time for the corner boys Down in the street making all that noise Or the girls out on the avenue 'Cause tonight I wanna be with you Tonight
Sight for sore eyes it's a long time no see Workin' hard hardly workin' hey man you know me Water under the bridge, did you see my new car? Well it's
You gassed her up behind the wheel With your arm around your sweet one in your Oldsmobile Barrelin' down the boulevard Looking for the heart of Saturday
I spent all my money in a Mexican whorehouse Across the street from a catholic church And then I wiped off my revolver And I buttoned up my burgundy shirt
Well Muriel since you left town the clubs closed down there's one more burned out lamp post down on main street Down where we used to stroll and Muriel
Well I come in on a night train With an arm full of box cars On the wings of a magpie Cross a hooligan night And I busted up a chifforobe Way out by the
Doctor, lawyer, beggar, man, thief Philly Joe Remarkable looks on in disbelief If you want a taste of madness you'll have to wait in line You'll probably
Time went so quickly, I went lickety-splitly Out to my ol' '55 Pulled away slowly, feelin' so holy God knows I was feelin' alive And now the sun's comin
Stop me if you've heard this one I feel as though we've met before Perhaps I'm mistaken But it's just that I remind you Of someone you used to care about
Poison all the water in the wishin' well And hang all them scarecrows From a sycamore tree Burn down all those honeymoons Put 'em in a pillow case And wait