Memories, they can't be boughten. They can't be won at carnivals for free. Well it took me years to get those souvenirs, And i don't know how they slipped away from me.
There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes, Jesus Christ died for nothin I suppose. Little pitchers have big ears, Don't stop to count the years, Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios.
Democracy is not freedom. Democracy is two wolves and a lamb voting on what to eat for lunch. Freedom comes from the recognition of certain rights which may not be taken, not even by a 99% vote. *Marvin Simkin* L.A. Times (1992)
I like you guys. I mention his name in my circle of friends and get blank stares. Same goes for Guy Clark. I think they have all been living under a rock.
Memories, they can't be boughten. They can't be won at carnivals for free. Well it took me years to get those souvenirs, And i don't know how they slipped away from me.
Story behind the song...written on a walk to go play....
Yup, and I've done my part to add to the flock by playing him in the car for my grandson, along with selected Lyle Lovett and Roger Miller (Chug-a-Lug).
Probably get him thrown out of school someday if he ever starts singing those songs at recess!😱