Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule
Well, it's always been my nature to take chances;
My right hand drawing back while my left hand advances
May you have a strong foundation;
When the winds of changes shift
Oh ev'ry foe that ever I faced
The cause was there before we came.
Have I surrendered to the will of God;
Or am I still acting like the boss?
Guess it's too late to say the things to you;
That you needed to hear me say.
If this is love then gimme more;
And more and more and more and more.
Satan whispers to ya, "Well, I don't want to bore ya,;
But when ya get tired of the Miss So-and-so I got another woman for ya."
I thought somehow that I would be spared this fate
Always on the outside of whatever side there was,;
When they asked him why it had to be that way, "Well," he answered, "just because."
Won't you descend from the throne, from where you sit?
Someone showed me a picture and I just laughed;
Dignity never been photographed
You breathed on me and made my life a richer one to live,;
When I was deep in poverty you taught me how to give
Well, the chances are against it and the odds are slim,;
That he'll live by the rules that the world makes for him
People ask about you;
I didn't tell them everything I knew
And you, you took me in,;
You loved me then;
You didn't waste time.
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe
Son, this ain't a dream no more, it's the real thing.
It was gravity which pulled us down and destiny which broke us apart
Don't follow leaders;
Watch the parkin' meters
I'd never say;
That I done it the way;
That you'd have liked me to.
Boys in the street beginning to play;
Girls like birds flying away
Pardon, monsieur," the desk clerk says,;
Carefully removes his fez,;
"Am I hearin' you right?"
If your mem'ry serves you well,;
You'll remember you're the one;
That called on me to call on them;
To get you your favors done.
Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues;
You can tell by the way she smiles
There are those who worship loneliness, I'm not one of them
I've still got the scars that the sun didn't heal
Ain't complaining 'bout what I got;
Seen better times, but who has not?
