Chorus:
Oh, the best friend I ever had just run off with my wife
Left me all alone to face the changes in my life
The best friend I ever had stole my wife somehow
Well, I never liked him much before, but lord I love him now.
Yeah he is the one who gets to feel her warm and tender touch
If she loves him like she did me he won't feel it much
In time he'll come to realize the nature of his luck
Yeah, he'll love her like a possum on the highway loves a truck
Chorus
For him to run away with her he must love her a lot
I wish him all the best and now he's stuck with what he's got
He didn't have to sneak her off I would have helped her pack
Yeah, he'll still be my best friend 'long as he don't bring her back
1
I stepped out of the shower, I got a good look at myself
Pot-bellied bald headed man, I thought it was somebody else
Saw my reflection in the mirror on the bathroom door
I just don't look good naked anymore.
2
So I'm going upstairs and turn the bedroom mirror to the wall
I hung it there when I was trim and tall
Used to smile and flex and strut 'til my arm got sore
But I just don't look good naked anymore.
Bridge:
Used to go out with the girls, I loved them one and all
Now they don't get very close to me, afraid that I might fall
3
I went to the doctor for my annual medical exam
Standin' there in the buff, suddenly he said, "man!"
I said what's wrong, doc? Some fatal disease? I gotta know the score.
No, he said, you just don't look good naked anymore.
Bridge:
Me and Mona had a dancin' style. Folks said it was unique.
Now only when we're back-to-back, we're dancin' cheek-to-cheek.
4
I went to a nude beach to have some seaside fun
Stretched out in my birthday suit, soakin' up the sun.
Someone yelled there's an old white whale washed up on the shore
I just don't look good naked anymore.
Tag:
My arches fell, my waist went to hell, and my butt's draggin' the floor.
I just don't look good naked anymore.
We're a fun lovin' crowd, kinda rowdy and loud
Jukebox don't play no sad songs
Don't come in here, cry in your beer
We don't care who done ya wrong.
Chorus:
We got a five dollar fine for whinin'
We told you when you came in
If it ain't on your mind to have a good time
Y'all come back and see us again
We don't really care 'bout your clothes or your hair
This place is open to all
We love a good joke, and it's alright to smoke
Only one rule hangs on the wall.
Chorus
There's too many fools makin' too many rules
One thing you can say about us
We sing the same song, we all get along
Only one thing that causes a fuss.
Chorus
If you want a good time and you ain't gonna whine
This is the place you should be
Let your hair down, buy us a round
We're footloose and we're fancy-free
Greenbriar Boys' Version:
Let me fall, let me fall,
let me fall, little girl, let me fall
Refrain:
Oh me (oh me), oh my (oh my)
Let me fall little girl, let me fall
Little girl locked in jail
Won't you please get someone to go my bail
Refrain…
Little girl won't you please
Put my big ol' heart at ease
Refrain…
Oh me (oh me), oh my (oh my)
Let me fall little girl, let me fall
Refrain…
Mike Oberst's Version:
Weep and moan, weep and moan
Carry me home little baby take me home
Refrain:
Oh me, (oh me) oh my (oh my)
Let me fall little baby, let me fall
Old hard road, old hard road
Kill me dead, kill me dead, kill me dead
Refrain…
Tie my shoes, tie my shoes,
Tie my shoes little baby and I won't fall.
Refrain…
Lay me down, lay me down
Lay me down little darlin' on the ground.
Refrain…
Extra verses:
Tie my shoes, tie my shoes,
Tie my shoes little girl take me home
If I lose, let me lose
If I lose little girl let me lose
If I lose a hundred dollars when I'm trying to win a dime
My baby she's got money all the time.
On my knees, on my knees,
Let me fall little girl, let me fall
Guess I knew five years ago
When you called me a drunken so and so
I don't care what you say
I'm going to drink my corn liquor anyway
Oh me, (oh me) oh my (oh my)
If I get drunk let me fall little girl, let me fall
On the ground, on the ground,
Just let me fall, little darlin', on the ground.
Lay me down, lay me down,
Just lay me down little darling on the ground.
On my knees, on my knees,
Let me fall little girl let me fall
If I get drunk, take me home
If I get drunk, little girl, take me home
Take me home, take me home
If I get drunk little girl take me home
I've got rockin' chair money
But I got it the hard, hard way
I fought in every battle
From the start to the VJ Day
And now I'll rock, yeah rock,
Come on on and rock, rock on down the line
I'll soon get my big check, baby
And then we'll have some fun
This rockin' chair money, honey
Is better than totin' a gun
'Cause I like to rock, yeah rock,
Come on on and rock, rock on down the line
I fought away out on the ocean
I fought from here and there
My baby stepped out while I was gone
Now she don't get my rockin' chair
And now I'll rock, yeah rock,
Come on on and rock, rock on down the line
Some people seem to be jealous
And some don't seem to care
But I've got rockin' chair money, honey
To rock on away the years
'Cause I like to rock, yeah rock,
Come on on and rock, rock on down the line
I rocked way out on the ocean
I rode the waves and such
But I'm gonna spend my money honey
The way I think I must
'Cause I like to rock, yeah rock,
Come on on and rock, rock on down the line
Honey, let's go honky tonkin'
Let's honky tonk all night
Let's lollygag and smooch and love
And do everything up right
'Cause I like to rock, yeah, rock
Baby, rock, rock on down the line
The crops are all in and the peaches are rotting,
The oranges piled in their creosote dumps;
They're flying 'em back to the Mexican border
To pay all their money to wade back again
My father's own father, he waded that river,
They took all the money he made in his life;
My brothers and sisters come working the fruit trees,
And they rode the truck till they took down and died.
Chorus:
Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye, Rosalita,
Adios mis amigos, Jesus y Maria;
You won't have your names when you ride the big airplane,
All they will call you will be "deportees"
Some of us are illegal, and some are not wanted,
Our work contract's out and we have to move on;
Six hundred miles to that Mexican border,
They chase us like outlaws, like rustlers, like thieves.
We died in your hills, we died in your deserts,
We died in your valleys and died on your plains.
We died 'neath your trees and we died in your bushes,
Both sides of the river, we died just the same.
Chorus
The sky plane caught fire over Los Gatos Canyon,
A fireball of lightning, and shook all our hills,
Who are all these friends, all scattered like dry leaves?
The radio says, "They are just deportees"
Is this the best way we can grow our big orchards?
Is this the best way we can grow our good fruit?
To fall like dry leaves to rot on my topsoil
And be called by no name except "deportees"?
Tempted and tried, we're oft made to wonder
Why it should be thus all the day long;
While there are others living among us,
Never molested, though in the wrong.
Refrain:
Farther along we'll know all about it,
Farther along we'll understand why;
Cheer up, my brother, live in the sunshine,
We'll understand it all by and by.
When death has come and taken our loved ones,
Leaving our home so lonely and drear,
Then do we wonder why others prosper,
Living so wicked year after year.
Often I wonder why I must journey,
Over a road so rugged and steep
When there are many living in comfort,
While with the lost I labor and weep.
Soon we will see our dear loving Savior,
Hear the last trumpet sound through the sky;
Then we will meet those gone on before us,
Then we shall know and understand why.
9/8
Verse & Refrain:
I – I – I
IV – I – I
I – I – I
II – V – V
V – I – I
IV – I – I
I – VIm – VIm
V – I – I
Additional verses:
Sometimes I wonder why I must suffer,
Go in the rain, the cold, and the snow,
When there are many living in comfort,
Giving no heed to all that I do.
Tempted and tried, how often we question
Why we must suffer year after year,
Being accused by those of our loved ones,
E'en though we've walked in God's holy fear.
When we see Jesus coming in glory
When he comes from his home in the sky
Then we shall meet him in that bright mansion
We'll understand it all by and by
Faithful till death, said our loving Master;
Short is our time to labor and wait;
Then will our toiling seem to be nothing,
When we pass through that heavenly gate
