Drunken Poet’s Dream
Album: A: Enlightenment B: Endarkenment (Hint: There Is No C)
Drunken Poet’s Dream
I got a woman who’s wild as Rome
She likes being naked and gazed upon
She crosses a bridge then sets in on fire
She lands like a bird on a telephone wire
I’m gonna hollar, and I’m gonna scream
I’m gonna get me some mescaline
Then I’m gonna rhyme that with gasoline
It’s a drunken poet’s dream
There some money on the table and a pistol on the floor
A few paperback books by Louis Lamoure
Whisky bottles are scattered like last night’s clothes
Cigarettes, papers and Oreos
My harmonica’s got a busted reed
My lips are chapped and about to bleed
She says, that’s nothing when she was a kid
She danced with the dead at the pyramids
Chorus
Now I’ll never pay back my student loan
Smelling like Coors and cheap cologne
She tells me not to worry about Judgment Day
She says dying to get to heaven’s just not our way
Chorus
I got a woman who’s wild as Rome
She likes being naked and gazed upon
RWH: vocal, acoustic guitar, harmonica
Gurf Morlix: electric guitar, vocal
Je Plankenhorn: electric guitar
Rick Richards: drums, percussion
George Reiff: bass
Bukka Allen: piano
Written by Ray Wylie Hubbard (Snake Farm Publishing-SESAC) and
Hayes Carll (Highway 87 Music-SESAC) ©
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