Pick up a pizza, pineapple ham And put it in the back of a Good Times van Well, go out and pick up the rest of the band We're gonna have a good time
My little brother was just ten years old When we hit bad weather and hid in the hole We could see Texas was only a mile And oh, little brother, I remember
I love the sweet little thing, she was just sixteen Pretty as the stars above But her mom snuck up to my pick-up truck I was snatched from the arms of
Well, when I was young My momma read me nursery rhymes beside my bed And though they sounded mighty fine They made no sense to me And now that I am all
Don't call me a fool I know where she's been When they turn on those lights in town She'll go there again There's no need in crying You don't make the
Well, I had a buddy back in '81 and we made ourselves a pact We were heading for the new pipeline we were never coming back Well we worked 80 hours making
Well, I woke up early Sunday mornin' Had myself a piece of toast Had 50 dollars in my pocket Gonna chase myself a ghost Went down Camino Espinoza Gonna
Well, I got a picture It's glued in a book Of most of my family That somebody took Well, grandpa died early Before I could know The man that they tell
I will see you in the morning When the moonlight leaves the trees But I will always feel the embers Of the flames in Tennessee I was sleeping when they
Well they call me the life of the party They call her the belle of the ball Well we start before anybody And I promise we'll outlast them all Well it
Well, you are still here and I am still here Whether I ever loved you's not perfectly clear You went a semester to West Texas State But the freshmen fifteen
I had my picture with the Rolling Stones today And I wish The Enquirer would spread a rumor that I was gay I wish I knew a movie star, someone like Charlie
My name is John O'Reilly and my father worked the fields In the hills of old Kilarny where I helped him turn the wheels My arms grew hard as iron for
Well, I hear that old John Deere tractor At the low water bridge Pulling the young drinkers across He's dragging so many on this Saturday night I can
Well, I loved a girl She lived out in Pecos, and pretty as she could be And I worked the rigs on out in Odessa To give her whatever she needs But that
Translation: Robison, Charlie. Barlight.
Translation: Robison, Charlie. Desperate Times.
Translation: Robison, Charlie. El Cerrito Place.
