#AmericanWriters
If we meet and I say, ‘Hi,’ That’s a salutation. If you ask me how I feel, That’s a consideration. If we stop and talk a while,
Ko-we-ha Gemini Jim taw Scorpio… Taw sejno-nej-o-to-kono o-ha-na-sh… There was Gemini Jim and Scorpio… Freezin’ their nose and wearin’ le… They had a Leo dog and a Capricor…
If you were only one inch tall, yo… The teardrop of a crying ant would… A crumb of cake would be a feast And last you seven days at least, A flea would be a frightening beas…
I’ll swing By my ankles, She’ll cling To your knees As you hang
Now you know some fellahs, they wa… Yeah, and other fellahs they just… But all I wanted all my life Was a TV set and a truck and a wi… And a front row seat to hear ole…
Fell asleep last night with the T… Oh, what a dream I had. Dreamed I went and answered ev’ry… One of those late night mail order… Then four to six weeks later,
Thanksgiving dinner’s sad and than… Christmas dinner’s dark and blue When you stop and try to see it From the turkey’s point of view. Sunday dinner isn’t sunny
Ain’t the snow fallin’ just a bit… Aren’t they building the stairs a… And the town’s really changin’ in… The young folks they’re growin’ ex… And the newspaper print it’s becom…
Come on, baby, grease your lips, Put on your hat, and shake your hi… And don’t forget to bring your shi… We’re goin’ to the Freakers Ball. Shake your mojo, bang your gong,
Now I was hangin’ round Nashville… Watchin’ ‘em laugh and hand ’em ba… So I pawned my guitar and bought… When I seen an old fountain pen l… It was worn-out bent and cast asid…
Nentis Nan, he’s my man, I go do im each chanz I gan. He sicks me down an creans my teed Wid mabel syrub, tick an’ sweed, An ten he filks my cavakies
The morning sun touched lightly on The eyes of Lucy Jordan In her white suburban bedroom In a white suburban town, As she lay there ‘neath the covers…
center Knock knock! Who’s there? Me! Me who?
Once I spoke the language of the… Once I understood each word the c… Once I smiled in secret at the go… And shared a conversation with the… in my bed.
There’s a light on in the attic. Though the house is dark and shutt… I can see a flickerin’ flutter, And I know what it’s about. There’s a light on in the attic.