But I’m an ingenious feller yeah as soon as my brain got uncurledI tiptoed right down to my cellar and I built a mechanical girlOh her arms are iron her legs are steel her hips are on wires attached to a wheelAnd her spine is a coil that I now and then oil she’s my…
He’s riding into town on a sway back muleGot a tall black hat and he looks like a foolHe sure is talkin’ like he’s been to schoolAnd it’s 1853Hey Nelly Nelly, listen what he’s sayin’Hey Nelly Nelly, he says it’s gettin’ lateAnd he says them black folks should all be freeTo walk around the same…
No one’s lookin’ up to seeA new star in the sky.No one’s talkin’ brotherhood,No one’s givin’ gifts,And no one loves a Christmas treeOn March the twenty-fifth.
He’s comin’ after Jinny wants to take her away but I ain’t gonna let her goOh he boasted in town but she loved him he said she’d be his with the sunHe said anyone try to stop him would be just one more notch on his gunThey say that he’s headstrong and handsome his hair’s…
A waitress comes up I order baked beans and breadOh when she brings it I want ham’n eggs insteadBecause my mind keeps a movin’ bouncin’ and a groovin’A flippin’ floppin’ every whichawayFrom minute to minute if my mind ain’t really in itNever know just what I’m do or saySometimes I wake up happy sometimes I…
You found it weak and tremblin’ hangin’ on just by a threadAnd you kicked it choke it stepped on it and broke it left it half to deathKick it again it’s still breathingKick it again I think I seen it move just a little bittyKick it again it’s still livingSo kick it again and then…
There’s a lotta things those long funny words can teach yaYeah but the words don’t reach yaOh where you’re goin’ you dance to it you dance to itYou bop slop flop around and prance right to itWhen the trouble comes along they say nobody gave you a chanceBut all you wanna do is dance dance…
Talking the talk of growing things-Wind and water and weather.And while the rosebush sweetly bloomedThe oak tree grew so highThat now it spoke of newer things-Eagles, mountain peaks and sky.‘I guess you think you’re pretty great,’The rose was heard to cry,Screaming as loud as it possibly couldTo the treetop in the sky.‘And now you have…
With buckets of loot and big black leather bootsActing so haughty and well-bornBut we of Australia, we’re children of convictsAnd some of us wear it quite proudlySo as he rides by in his carriage so fineI wave and I call to him loudlyRefrain:Was your grandma a whore, was your grandpa a thiefWere they forgers and…
And it ain’t that I’m wiser…It’s only that I’ve spent more time with my back to the wall.And I’ve picked up a couple more years on you, baby.. that’s all.I’ve walked a couple more roads than you, baby…that’s all.And I’m tired of runnin’ while you’re only learning to crawl.And you’re headin somewhere…But I’ve been to…
