Songs Performed In Concert

BAD BOY
(Larry Williams)
[This can be found as a bonus-track on the "200 More Miles" live album; lyrics transcribed from The Beatles' version of the song]

A bad little boy moved into the neighborhood
He won't do nothin' right just a-sittin' got to look so good
He don't wanna go to school and learn to read and write
Just sits around the house and plays that rock n' roll music all night

Well, he put thumbtacks on teacher's chair
put chewing gum in li'l girl's hair
Now Junior, behave yourself!

Buys every rock n' roll book on the magazine stand
Every dime that he gets, oh is off to the juke box man
Well, he worries his teacher till she's a-ready to poop
from rockin' and a rollin' spinnin' in a Hula-Hoop

Well, his rock n' roll has gotta stop
Junior's head is hard as rock
Now Junior, behave yourself!

Gonna tell your mama you'd better do what she said
Get to the barber shop and get that hair cut off your head
You shoot the canary and you fed it to the neighboor's cat
You gave the cocker spaniel a bath in mother's laundromat

Well, your mama said it's gotta stop
Junior's head is hard as rock
Now Junior, behave yourself!


32-20 BLUES
(Robert Johnson)

If I send for my baby and he don't come
If I send for my baby, man, and he don't come
all the doctors in Hot Springs they sure can't help him none

And if he gets unruly, things he don't wanna do
And if he gets unruly and thinks he won't do
I'll take my 32-20, now, and cut him half in two

I'm gonna shoot my pistol, I'm gonna shoot my Gatling gun
Yeah, I'm gonna shoot my pistol, I'm gotta shoot my Gatling gun
You made me love you, now your man have come

Baby, where you stay last night?
Yeah, I said baby, where'd you stayed last night?
'Cause you got the hair all tangled and you ain't talkin' right
Where'd you stayed last night?
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He got a .38 Special but I believe it's most too light
He got a .38 Special but I believe it's most too light
I got a 32-20, got to make the camps alright

If I send for my baby, man, and he don't come
If I send for my baby, man, and he don't come
all the doctors in Hot Springs sure can't help her none

Her .38 Special, boys, do it very well
Her .38 Special, boys, it do very well
I got a 32-20 now, and it's a burnin'

If I send for my baby, man, and he don't come
If I send for my baby, man, and he don't come
All the doctors in Wisconsin sure can't help him none

Hey, hey baby, where'd you stay last night?
Hey, hey baby, where'd you stay last night?
You didn't come home until the sun was shining bright

Ah-oh, boy, I just can't take my rest
Ah-oh, boy, I just can't take my rest
With this 32-20 laying up and down my breast
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I BELIEVE I'll DUST MY BROOM
(Robert Johnson)

I'm getting up soon, in the morning, I believe I'll dust my broom
I'm getting up soon in the morning, baby, I believe I'll dust my broom
Yeah, you know I love a boy, you know I do
Yeah, my friends can't have my room

I'm gonna write a letter, telephone every town I know
Yeah, I'm gonna write a letter, telephone every town I know
If I don't find him in Mississippi
he's in New Orleans, I know

Well, I don't want no man wants every downtown girl he meets
No, I don't want no man wants every downtown girl he meets
If he don't give me the loving
I want that boy back on the street

Well, I believe I'm coming home
Yeah, I believe, I believe,
I believe I'll go back home
I'm gonna leave my baby, break up my happy home


THE COAST OF PERU
(?)
[Note: usually performed as an intro to `Mariner's Song']


HOT BURRITO #1 (I'M YOUR TOY)
(Chris Etheridge & Gram Parsons)
Copyright 1969 Irving Music Inc.(BMI)
[From the Flying Burrito Brothers' "The Gilded Palace of Sin" LP]

You may be sweet and nice
but that won't keep you warm at night
'cause I'm the one who showed you how
to do the things you're doing now
He may feel all your charms
He may hold you in his arms
but I'm the one who let you in
I was right beside you then

Once upon a time you let me feel you deep inside
and nobody knew and nobody saw
Do you remember the way you cried?
I'm your toy, I'm your ol' boy
and I don't want no one but you to love me
No, I wouldn't lie
you know I'm not that kind of guy


LUNGS
(Townes Van Zandt)
Silver Dollar Music

Well, won't you lend your lungs to me?
Mine are collapsing
Plant my feet and bitterly breathe up the time that's passing
Breath I'll take and breath I'll give and pray the day's not poison
Stand among the ones that live in lonely indecision

Fingers walk the darkness down
Mind is on the midnight
"Gather up the gold you've found,
you fool, it's only moonlight
and if you try to take it home your hands will turn to butter
You better leave this dream alone, try to find another"

Salvation sat and crossed herself and called The Devil partner
Wisdom burned upon a shelf
"Who'll kill the raging cancer?"
Seal the river at it's mouth
Take the water prisoner
Fill the skies with screams and cries
Bathe in fiery answers

Jesus was an only son and love his only concept
Strangers talk in foreign tongues and dirty up the doorstep
and I for one, and you for two ain't got time for outside
Just keep your injured looks to you
we'll tell the world we tried

Keep your injured looks to you
we'll tell the world we tried


THE GOOD AND THE BAD
(Ted Hawkins)

Living is good when you have someone to share it with
Laughter is bad when there is no one there to share it with
Talking is sad if you've got no one to talk to
Dying is good when the one you love grows tired of you

Sugar is no good once it's cast among the white sand
What's the point in pulling the gray hairs from among the black strands?
When you're old you shouldn't walk in the fast lane
Oh, ain't it useless to keep trying to draw true love from that man

He'll hurt you, yes just for the sake of hurting you
and he'll hate you if you try to love him just the same
He'll use you and everything you have to offer him
On your way girl
Get out and find you someone new

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Last revision June 5, 1999