Roger Clyne and The Peacemakers Album

Will you be my Mary Magdalene, would you be my American dream
Will you mix your perfume up, from diesel fumes and gasoline
Be my sweet insurgence, load the magazine
Let's shoot out the lights tonight, we've been waiting too long for them to turn green

Now, take the wheel, the highway's clear
I got the throttle, now baby you steer
Let's squeeze every drop out of this machine
The coffee, the diesel, the methamphetamines
'Til this Goddamn rig can't run no faster
Baby ain't we a, beautiful disaster

Stars burn their brightest, just before they burn out
Here in our prime, I know it's just the way of things
So if were short on years, baby we're long on miles
So let's grind the gears, and sink the needle in the red on all the dials

REPEAT CHORUS

You know I love to watch them angels
Fightin' over you
Heaven knows they left me... long ago

Oooh, la salvadora, oh, sweet catastrophe
Ahh, siren song, the captain says there's nothing wrong
As I dash my ship upon your shore, a mad, drunk, and reckless troubadour
I'm outside here hollerin' at your door, begging you for more of you

Now, take the wheel, the highway's clear
I got the throttle, now baby you steer
Let's squeeze every drop out of this machine
The coffee, the diesel, the methamphetamines
'Til this horses scream we can't run no faster
Baby ain't we a, beautiful disaster
Baby ain't we a...beautiful disaster

Hollywood ain't calling for me,
and it don't look like she's falling for me.
Well, city girls and me ain't meant to be.
I got caught sippin' moonshine, from a mayonnaise jar,
and now, moonlight hits a squad car.
I got a head full of bootleg, a gut full of butterflies,
A ringing in my ears, and a sting in my eye.
Well the city took away my girl today,
for the lights and the money.
She said "Well that's the showbiz honey."

But now, Hollywood ain't calling for me,
and it don't look like she's falling for me.
Well, city girls and me ain't meant to be.

So now she's leaving for California,
riding them silver wings, all perfumed up.
And saying pretty things.
So live and learn, let me burn, and I'll admit when I'm beat.
If I'm an angry young man, Well lord weren't you sweet.
I was working on my looks, Reading all her books
And doing the best I can, to be her biggest fan

But now, Hollywood ain't calling for me,
and it don't look like she's falling for me
Well, city girls and me...

Red rover, red rover,
Won't you send her on back over
I think I know what drove her away

So come on whiskey sour
Come around and lay me low
She's spending her nights under city lights,
and I'm sure she ain't alone

But now, Hollywood ain't calling for me,
and it don't look like she's falling for me.
Well, city girls and me...(Repeat)

Well I don't smoke no more, but I'll smoke with you
I don't drink no more, so let's just have one or two
But I don't know how you got through security,
You picked all my locks by being so low key
I've never been easy, but I'll be easy for you
I'll be easy for you
I don't think much, but I can't stop thinking 'bout you
I don't know much but now I know that no one else will do
I don't know how you got through security
You picked all my locks by being so low key
I've never been easy, but I'll be easy for you
I'll be easy for you

Well baby, what am I up to, getting back into
Another thing I said I'd never do, woah no

I don't smoke no more, but I'll smoke with you
I don't drink no more, so lets just sit down and have a few
I don't think much, but I can't stop thinking 'bout you
I don't know much, but now I know that no one else will do

Baby, I don't know how you got through security,
You picked all my locks by being so low key
I've never been easy, but I'll be easy for you

I'll be easy for you
I'll be easy, baby, let me be easy for you

They got married in a honky tonk bar
Said their vows on a 6-string steel guitar
He's been in love from the moment he saw her
All those years ago at the livestock shows
He's just a rodeo clown
He ain't much, just the biggest damn fool in town
Now, his best man he couldn't come around
cause he died a month ago down in Mexico

Well, God bless the fools
For breaking all the rules
and fighting over their bar stools
And getting married in a honky tonk bar

They honeymooned in a pick up truck
Threw some hay in the bed so that they might…stay up all night
and laugh with the stars and the moonlight
And all them U.F.O.'s with their crazy light shows

He left his three-legged dog at home
And let the cows loose so they could roam
We don't know if they'll ever come home
but that's O.K. you see, we think they ought to go free by now

God bless the fools
For screwing up all the rules
and hanging on to their bar stools
And getting married in a honky tonk bar

They got married in a honky tonk bar
Said their vows on a 6-string steel guitar
He's been in love from the moment he saw her
All those years ago at the livestock shows

He's just a rodeo clown
He ain't much, just the biggest damn fool in town
Now, his best man he couldn't come around
cause he died hard and slow down in Mexico

Well, God bless us fools
For stumbling all over your rules
and falling off our bar stools
And getting married in a honky tonk bar
Getting married in a honky tonk bar

Heavy breath
Well I stepped off the bus in Memphis
And stumbled into the first saloon I could find
I bellied-up to the rail and summoned my barkeep
I ordered up tequila, some salt and a lime

And she said "Son, you ain't from around here, is you?"
And I said politely, "No, no ma'am I ain't"
She said, "Sonny, let me give you a little bit of friendly Southern advice
We don't use that junk around here for nothing 'cept well maybe, thinning out paint"

And she said "Son, Why don't you just take a look around and tell me what you see?"
Well I saw a lot of white-felt Stetson hats and gatorskin boots
You know and every Southern man who had a lady on his arm was drinking whiskey.

So I said, "I do not wish to be out of order ma'am. I am not a tramp or a bum.
The dusty Mexican borderlands are where I have just come from.
And with all due respect and deference, tequila is my preference."

So she said "Relax honey, you know I would never treat you wrong."
And then she poured me up 3 fingers of that old number 7
She said "Rest assured darlin' if we're drinkin' it down here in Dixie,
That's cause that's what they're pourin' up in heaven."

And I said "Ma'am, your hospitality is well intentioned
Yes I know you mean to treat me well.
It's just that where I come from (born and raised in Arizona don't you know), me and my friends be more likely to be found drinking what they serve down in hell."

And she said "Son, why don't you just take a look around and tell me what you see?"
Well I saw a lot of furrowed brows under them white-felt Stetson hats
And every Southern man who had a lady on his arm was looking kinda angry

So I said "I do not wish to be out of order gents. I am not a tramp or a bum.
The dusty Mexican borderlands are where I have just come from.
And with all due respect and deference, tequila is my preference."

So she said "Hey look you little polecat, you better knock that whiskey back
Before us Southern folks get angry and we come and skin you to the bone
And I ain't exactly sure how that old saying goes, boy, but I do know it underscores the fact.
You best be drinking what the Romans drink when you're drinking down in Rome."

And I said "Ma'am, I can see that you just do not understand,
And I've been trying to get a proper drink out of this bar now the WHOLE DAMN NIGHT.
So kindly set me up that tequila, honey, and let me get it into my blood
And I will take you and your whiskey-sipping, Southern boys up on that there fight.”

And she said "Son, why don't you just take yourself a look around, and tell me what you see?"
Well I saw a lot of grinding teeth, and I saw a lot of clinching fists out there
And every Southern man who once was over there sitting at the bar was up and coming after me

So I said "I do not wish to be out of order here, gentlemen
I am not a tramp, and I am not a bum.
The dusty Mexican borderlands are where I have just come from and with all due respect and deference, Yeah with all due respect and deference….with all due respect and deference...

Gentlemen kindly do not throw me out ass backwards for hankerin'
for a less-civilized spirit. Why don't I just mosey on along
and find my tequila on my waaaaay,
back...west.

A Dios rogando y con el mazo dando. Katie bar the
door, pass the gunpowder, and praise the Lord,
and as I make haste yet slowly to mis amigos you
may deem lowly and unholy, I will tell them what
I've learned. Though I've been gulagged and I've
been spurned, si a Roma fueres haz como vieres,
or when in Rome, do as the Romans do. But
Memphis, why not try something new and when the
barbarians arrive here at your gate, treat us not
with fear and hate, for we come, not to conquer,
or be rude, but to raise a glass and say, "Salúd!"

Now honey I don't mind that mountain
That you're telling me I gotta climb
But baby I don't like them stones you put in my shoes
So maybe I'll just keep on walking
Trying to stay a step ahead of the blues
Darling I know we ain't never done paying our dues
So bring me some bright-eyed angel
Keep on strumming my guitar out of tune
Sundown's coming 'round
Baby let's get chasin' that crazy West Texas moon

Well I've had my fair share of the women
And I've drank my fill of the wine
But none of that can hide me from running out of time
So come on six shotgun angel
Keep strummin' my guitar out of tune

Sundown's coming 'round
Baby let's get chasin' that crazy West Texas moon
Yeah, sundown's coming 'round
Baby let's get chasin' that crazy West Texas moon

Baby don't cry cause you knew I'd have to fly
I can't kiss those wide open spaces, goodbye

Well I've been to the top of the Great Divide
Where the rain don't know which way to flow
There where the sky and the highway collide
My heart flew South for Mexico

So come on honky tonk angel
Strum another trail blue tune
Sundown's coming 'round
Baby lets get chasin' that crazy West Texas moon

Sundown's coming 'round
Baby let's get chasin' that crazy West Texas moon
Yeah that crazy West Texas moon

Well I used to be bad
I was born to lose
And my travelin' shoes was the only shoes I had
Well I used to be cool
I was that Sunday afternoon, sunk 'n drunk and stumblin' fool
'Till I met your momma

She pulled me outta that terrible fix, well
I know daddy's been away awhile
Cause it's been hard to teach an old dog new tricks

Tell your momma your daddy done quit his drinkin'
Tell your momma your daddy done found the Lord
Tell your momma your daddy done quit his cussin', his fightin', his carryin' on
But don't you tell your momma Goddamn, your daddy's bored

Well I used to be sly
I'd stay out all night
And how I loved to fight
And make them young girls cry

Well I used to be crude
I was rude, crude, glued, screwed, tattooed
Down an' dirty with a just plain surly attitude

'Till I met your momma
She pulled me outta this terrible fix
I know daddy's been away awhile
Cause it's been hard to teach an old dog new tricks.

CHORUS

Well if a thousand times I've seen the light
You know that I've gone blind a thousand times again
And if a thousand times I said "I do"
you know I turn my tail a thousand one again
I didn't mean no harm I's just havin' fun again

Uh-oh, uh-oh, SCOTTY'S GOT A SOLO!

Tell your momma your daddy done quit his drinkin'
Tell your momma your daddy done found the Lord
Tell your momma your daddy done quit his cussin', his fightin', his carryin' on
But don't you tell your momma, no
Don't you tell your momma, oh no
Don't you tell your momma Goddamn, your daddy's bored

Well my heart is a U F O
Well my heart is a U F O
Baby, my heart is a U F O
Welcome to my interstellar myocardium
Come on momma won't you kick it into hyper drive
We'll slipstream around behind Venus
You know we're better off where she ain't seen us
Because we don't need love to know it's good to be alive

My heart is a U F O
Well my heart is a U F O
It's true, that my heart
Is a U F O

Well if you'll come out tonight
We'll dance at the speed of light
And I'll have you back by sunrise
Before your man gets home

Well the government APB really don't much bother me
You know I've been on the dole since 1943
So girl forget them honky-tonk bars
We'll take a ride up through the stars
And our hearts won't ache at light speed anymore

My heart is a U F O
Well my heart is a U F O
Baby my heart is a U F O
It's true
That my heart is a U F O
Don't you know
That my heart is a U F O
U………F………O

Daisies stand up on their tip-toes
Clouds tumble over themselves in the sky
And all the pretty horses come runnin' to her
And even the dust devils pray
That they'll catch her eye

I haunt her house from the outside
I watch her bake cornbread and talk on the phone
And the wireless on the inside plays a sad sweet song
A mute moonlit statue am I, she waltzes alone

But baby, baby, I could call you baby
If I weren't so empty in the head and tied up in the tongue
And baby, baby, I could call you baby
If I weren't so green and dumb

The wind ain't stopped blowin' since morning
It's got me froze up on the inside
And I could get warm in the bunk house
And thaw out on coffee and bread

But baby, baby, I could call you baby
If I weren't so empty in the head and tied up in the tongue
But baby, baby, I could call you baby
If I weren't so green and dumb

I need your government warning
like I need a hole in my head
Well, I won't shoot your coyotes
And I won't burn your weeds
Your paycheck won't fill up this hollow
It won't dull all the aching

But baby, baby, I could call you baby
If I weren't so empty in the head and tied up in the tongue
But baby, baby, I could call you baby
If I weren't so green & dumb

If I weren't so green & dumb
If I weren't so green & dumb
If I weren't so green & dumb

I let my courage down
I stayed up all night
I sat upon the springs, and I chased away the dreams
That I was wrong and they were right
I dream in color
I live in black and white
But still I have those days when I'm stumbling through the grays,
When I drink for boredom and for spite

I was looking for clues inside my déjà vus,
But I found I'm lost again
I found I've lost again
No I never thought I'd go this crazy
No I never thought I'd go this crazy
No I never thought, that I'd go this crazy

So will I suffer
Or will I be alright
I look up into the stars,
Then look down to count my scars,
And I know mercy

I was looking for clues inside my deja vus,
But I found I'm lost again
Looking for ways around the cliches,
But now I'm caught again
Looks like I'm caught again

No I never thought I'd go this crazy
No I never thought I'd go this crazy
No I never thought, that I'd go this crazy

I let my courage down,
I stayed up all night
I sat upon the springs, and I chased away the dreams
That I was wrong and you were right

Looking for ways around the cliches,
But I found I'm caught again
I was looking for clues inside my deja vus
And now I'm lost again
I found I lost you again

No I never thought I'd go this crazy
No I never thought I'd go this crazy
No I never thought, that I'd go this crazy

No I never thought I'd go this crazy
No I never thought I'd go this crazy
No I never thought, that I'd go this crazy

Oh, it goes on and on
When I have the wills,
You only have the won't's
When I have the do's
You always seem to have the don't's
But that's O.K. I'm only burned on the inside

Don't apologize
I've finally realized
That I've been towing the line for you for too long
So, Baby now I know
why we were movin' so slow
'Cause you never meant to go with me at all, no

So if it's all the same to you
I'll tell you what I ain't going to do, no more
I ain't gonna be a tow chain
I ain't into that whole beast of burden thing
I got my boots, and baby, they're made for walking
We're out of cahoots, still you keep on talking
And I ain't going to be your tow chain

You know I never complained
when you were jerkin' my chain
But you never helped me tow the load
Then I found out your plan to tie down your man
And now I'm cutting the ropes

If it's all the same to you
I'll tell you what I ain't gonna do, no more
I ain't gonna be your tow chain
I ain't into that whole beast of burden thing
I got my boots, and, baby, they're made for walking
We're out of cahoots, still you keep on talking
And I ain't going to be a tow chain

So don't apologize
I've finally realized
that I've been towing the line for you for too long
Baby now I know
why we were movin' so slow
Baby you should know that you can go solo

If it's all the same to you
I'll tell you what I ain't gonna be, no more
I ain't gonna be your tow chain
I ain't into that whole beast of burden thing

I got my boots, and baby, they're made for walking
We're out of cahoots, still you keep on talking
And I ain't going to be your tow chain
I ain't gonna be your tow chain (REPEAT)