: I'm sittin' in the railway station Got a ticket for my destination, mmm On a tour of one night stands My suitcase and guitar in hand And every
: The mama pajama rolled out of bed She ran to the police station When the papa found out, he began to shout And he started the investigation And
: "Let us be lovers, we'll marry our fortunes together I've got some real estate here in my bag" So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner
: We'd like to know a little bit about you for our files We'd like to help you learn to help yourself Look around you, all you see are sympathetic
: Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme Remember me to one who lives there She once was a true love of mine Tell
: Wake up, little Susie, wake up Wake up, little Susie, wake up We both fell sound asleep Wake up, little Susie, and weep The movie's over, it's
: April come she will When streams are ripe and swelled with rain May, she will stay Resting in my arms again June, she'll change her tune In restless
: Many's the time I've been mistaken And many times confused Yes, and I've often felt forsaken and certainly misused Ah, but I'm all right, I'm all
: Slip slidin' away Slip slidin' away You know the nearer your destination The more you're slip slidin' away I know a man, he came from my home
: I met my old lover on the street last night She seemed so glad to see me; I just smiled And we talked about some old times and we drank ourselves
: New York -- to that tall skyline I come Flyin' in from London to your door New York -- lookin' down on Central Park Where they say you should not
: "The problem is all inside your head," she said to me "The answer is easy if you take it logically I'd like to help you in your struggle to be free
: I am just a poor boy Though my story's seldom told I have squandered my resistance For a pocketful of mumbles Such are promises All lies and jests
: Old friends Old friends Sat on their park bench Like bookends A newspaper blown through the grass Falls on the round toes Of the high shoes
: The first thing I remember I was lying in my bed I couldn't have been no more than one or two I remember there's a radio comin' from the room next
: Hello darkness, my old friend I've come to talk with you again Because a vision softly creeping Left its seeds while I was sleeping And the vision
: When you're weary Feeling small When tears are in your eyes I will dry them all I'm on your side When times get rough And friends just can't
: When I think back on all the crap I learned in high school It's a wonder I can think at all And though my lack of education hasn't hurt me none
