Luxury Liner

(townes van zandt)

Livin' on the road my friend
Was gonna keep you free and clean
Now you wear skin like iron
And your breath's as hard as kerosene
You weren't your mama's only boy
But her favorite one it seems
She began to cry when you said goodbye
And sank into your dreams

Pancho was a bandit, boys
His horse was fast as polished steel
Wore his gun outside his pants
For all the honest world to feel
Well, pancho met his match you know
On the deserts down in mexico
And nobody heard his dyin' words
Ah but that's the way it goes

All the federales say
Could of had him any day
Only let him any day
Hang around
Out of kindness i suppose

Lefty, he can't sing the blues
All night long like he used to
The dust that pancho bit down south
Ended up in lefty's mouth
The day they laid poor pancho low
Lefty split for ohio
Where he got the bread to gop
There ain't nobody knows

Well, the poets tell how pancho fell
And lefty's livin' in a cheap hotel
The dessert's quiet and cleveland's cold
So the story end's, we're told
Pancho needs your prayer's it's true
But save a few for lefty too
He just did what he had to do
And now he's growin' old
A few gray federales say
Could have had him any day
Only let him go so long
Out of kindness i suppose

(susanna clark)

If they'll play another love song
And if that miller highlife light stays dim
And if you'll keep my glass full of whiskey
I'll whisper words i wish i'd said to him

Just ask me to dance all the slow ones
Hold me close and take me 'cross the floor
I'll gently lay my head on your shoulder
And pretend this never happened before

I don't want to hear a sad story
We both already know how it goes
So if tonight you'll be my tall dark stranger
I'll be your san antone rose

I wish i could tell you i love you
I wish that he weren't always on my mind
If wishes were fast trains to texas
I'd ride and i'd ride, how i'd ride

(a.p. carter)

Hello stranger
Put your loving hand in mine
You are a stranger
And you're a friend of mine
Get up, rounder
Let a working girl lay down
You are a rounder
And you're all out and down

Every time
I ride the four and six street cars
I can see my baby
Peeping through the bars

He bowed his head
And he waved both hands at me
He's prison bound
And longing to be free

I'll see you
When your troubles are like mine
Yes. i'll see you
When you haven't got a dime

(rodney crowell)

Soul mate
I see you down there
Waiting for morning
To softly be coming
I find
I'm only in deeper
And you'd be a leaver
If you weren't so scared

Your true love
Has made you feel better
But look out for later
When she makes you feel worse
Times change
In daydreams and flashes
A taste of the past is
All i have seen

But you're supposed to be feeling good now
Cause everybody said you would
Honey, does it blow your mind
That the prophets would lie
You're supposed to be in your prime now
Not supposed to be wasting your time
Feeling like you're down and out
Over someone like me

Soul mate
The blues are deceiving
It keeps us believing
We're on the wrong road
One side
Is just like the other
Except for the color
And size of the load
And just how much it shows

(emmylou harris/rodney crowell)

I heard the train
In the tulsa night
Calling out my name
Looking for a fight
She's come a long, long way
Got a longer way to go
So tell me how a train from tulsa
Has got a right to know

She sings a song
So sad and high
And the tulsa queen
Don't ever lie
And she don't care where she goes
Don't care where she's been
And the tulsa queen ain't crying
'cause i won't see you again

And i want to ride
Like a tulsa queen
Calling out to you
As she calls to me
As far away from tulsa
As these ten wheels can be

Lately i speak
Your name too loud
Each time it comes up
In a crowd
And i know it when i do
The tulsa queen and you
Are gone ...