#AmericanWriters
I broke into the bank on Sunday, You should see the money I got. I couldn’t drag it home ‘til Mond… ’Cause it sure weighed an awful lo… Then I sat down to count it,
'Twas sunset down in old Key West The locals all were high. The tourists snapped their photogr… And munched their Key Lime pie. And meanwhile down at Sloppy Joe’…
I’ve been working so hard you just… And I’m tired! There’s so little time and so much… And I’m tired! I’ve been lying here holding the g…
You may be lookin’ for me but I a… I’m still lookin’ for myself and… When I found who I am and where… And if you come round again maybe… You wanna follow me but honey can’…
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.
Sarah Cynthia Sylvia Stout Would not take the garbage out! She’d scour the pots and scrape th… Candy the yams and spice the hams, And though her daddy would scream…
I said, 'I’ll take the T-bone ste… A soft voice mooed, ‘Oh wow.’ And I looked up and realized The waitress was a cow. I cried, 'Mistake—forget the the…
If you want to marry me, here’s wh… You must learn how to make a perfe… And you must sew my holey socks, And soothe my troubled mind, And develop the knack for scratchi…
Well, I’d like to sing a song abo… And swingin’ twelve pound hammers… And how a I’d like to kill my cap… And how a black man works his life… What do you do if you’re young and…
Where did you get such a dirty fac… My darling dirty-faced child? I got it from crawling along in th… And biting two buttons off Jeremy… I got it from chewing the roots of…
If the world was crazy, you know w… A big slice of soup and a whole qu… A lemonade sandwich, and then I m… Some roasted ice cream or a bicycl… A nice notebook salad, an underwea…
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…
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…
Backward Bill, Backward Bill, He lives way up on Backward Hill, Which is really a hole in the sand… (But that’s a hill turned upside d… Backward Bill’s got a backward sh…
I’m haulin’ twenty tons of freight… Started thinkin’ bout Mary Jane She lived over the hill I had an… Oh my she looked so fine had a bot… I’d have myself a little bitty swi…