Lyrics:
Greg Brown Friend Of Mine With Bill Morrissey

way'd out here, and let you walk alone You know your man down gone You know your man down gone You know your man down gone To the country farm, with

' with Bill. I'm goin' fishin' with Bill...um um um, I'm goin' fishin' with Bill...yes, I am, I'm goin' fishin' with Bill. G: Y'know, Bill? B: Wha? Wha

all been bad No matter how I struggle and strive I'll never get out of this world alive. My fishin' pole's broke the creek is full of sand My woman run away with

(Chuck Berry) Long distance in formation, give me Memphis Tennessee Help me find the party trying to get in touch with me She could not leave her number

(Danny O'Keefe) Highways and dancehalls A good song takes you far Your write about the moon And you dream about the stars Blues in old motel rooms Girls

just might find You get what you need Ooh baby, yeah, ooh I went down to the Chelsea drugstore To get your prescription filled I was standin' in line with