Альбом Widespread Panic

In an easy chair with my boots on
Melted whiskey in my hand
I couldn't have been asleep for more than three hours
It's time to go to work again
Once more I beat the sunrise
There's a dark breeze at my door
Raise the water from the well up to my face
How could a man like me be poor?

As long as there's water
Chilly wet water
Gimme some of that cool water

Well, my horse's eyes are glassy
He breathed the city in his lungs last night
I lead his natural body
To the trough to regain his might
Red rooster crow them blues here
That old blue he round the bull
And the mornin's crying rays of sunrise
It hasn't rained for three weeks full
Lyrics
As long as there's water
Chilly well water
Gimme some of that cool, cool water

Venus light is rising
I lay my buckets inside the shed
And there's a man I see - a stranger
Leaning on the gate outside my fence
Said "I'm riding out from the city
Where they started holding water back last night
I was hoping I could get a drink from your well
Before I ride on to another city tonight"
Before I ride on to another city tonight
Before I ride on to another city tonight
Chilly well, chilly well water
Cool well, chilly well water
Before I ride on

Travelin' Light, is the only way to fly
Travelin' Light, just you and I
Way on down to ecstasy
Way on down and our own way
Travelin' Light, is the only way to fly

Travelin' Light, and you can catch the wind
Travelin' Light, better let your mind pretend
Get on down to paradise
Maybe once, now maybe twice
Travelin' Light, is the only way to fly

Get on down to paradise
Maybe once, now maybe twice
Travelin' Light, is the only way to fly

A little wrangler was born
I seen him squirming in the saddle all wet and warm
He's such a changeable form in his very first year

He rides on to wrangler school
With a slingshot and a saddlebag of hand-me-down tools
Doesn't want to look like a fool
Pass the jail without tears

Time machines, remembered scenes
That a wrangler rides through a passing stream
Time's replaced by a peaceful dream
Wrangler space

He reigns his pony to the gate of the school
Feather pens and inkwells of hand-me-down rules
Like trading a pony for an aging mule
He rides away without fear

Time machines, new routines
That a wrangler rides through a passing dream
LyricsAnd time's replaced by a peaceful stream
Space wrangler space

He gets off at a stranger's place
Where the girls dance different with familiar grace
He's knowing that he found the place
That pours the coldest beer

Skol, very cold beer
Cheers, to your friends so near
High, your dreams so clear
Raise another glass to the dreams so near

I like coconuts
You can break them open
They smell like ladies lying in the sun
I like coconuts
You can break them open
They smell like ladies lying in the sun
And if I had my way
I'd give a coconut to everyone

I got a friend named Jack
Look like a bone in a paper sack
That's my friend Jack
C'mon Jack, smell these coconuts
There's enough for everyone
Jackie likes the smell of cut grass
He used to play ball on Saturdays
Playing in the sun
Jackie likes the smell of cut grass
He used to play ball on Saturdays
Playing in the sun
If Jackie had his way
LyricsHe'd give some cut grass to everyone.

It's time to play
Never tasted such a sweet thing
Yesterdays
Sweet memories my heart's repeating
Time today
Everybody's heart is beating
Everybody's smile is greeting
Everybody's soul is heating (eating?)

I know a guy named Fred
Look like a bone in a slanted shed
That's my friend Fred
C'mon Fred, smell these coconuts
There's enough for everyone
Freddy likes the sound of cold drink
He used to pop tops on Saturday
Sipping in the sun
Freddy likes the sound of cold drink
He used to pop tops on Saturday
He was sipping in the sun
And if Freddy had his way
He'd give a cold drink to everyone

Gonna follow my nose to where the coconut grows
Nobody knows like I know my nose knows
Gonna follow my nose to where the coconut grows
Nobody knows like I know my nose knows
Gonna follow my nose to where the coconut grows
Nobody knows like I know my nose knows
Gonna follow my nose to where the coconut grows
Nobody knows like I know my nose knows

I like coconuts
You can break them open
And they smell like ladies lying in the sun

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I opened up my eyes to see
A land of sunny rocks and funny trees
Guess I'm on the moon again
A heavy earth exchange a lighter breeze
Got no coat and got no money
A pair of tennis shoes to last through May
A crater for an outdoor pool
A few good cats to help me pass the day

Havin' a good time, here today
Watchin' the sun shine, matinee
Never the wrong time, time we stay
Livin' the moontime, time we play

From here I watch the world go by
Workin' in the Moontime Bar & Grill
The word from earth- my time is up
But here upon the moon the time stands still
Got no telecommunications
Cables haven't gotten out this way
The man in the moon is a musician
And that's the way we pass the lunar day

Havin' a good time, here today
Watchin' the sun shine, matinee
Never the wrong time, time we stay
Livin' the moontime, time we play
Livin' the moontime, time to live it up!

Used to ride the highway
I used to know where I was going
Now this shady dirt road is feelin' cool beneath my feet
Used to ride on
To get to where I was going in a day
Now I've got to stop
And go and stop and go along the way

Was a fool to waste my time
Just searchin' my mind
But the more I find
The more I find the time to search
Used to ride on
To get to where I was going in a daze
And now I've got to stop
And go and stop and go along the way

The leaves seen through my window pane
Remind me that it's time to move my life again
November sun is felt by none
A chilly breeze has blown my thoughts to what's to come
A cup of warm coffee, some vitamin C
A bowl for the cat, a bowl for the dog, a bowl for me
Choose my bluest tape and unlock my car
An honest tune with a lingering lead has taken me this far


On the edge of the porch in the warm evening night
Throwing the bone for the dog I see two passing lights
Well, I wonder where that driver's bound
Is there someone, somewhere, someway out there that I've not found
A touch of smoke ain't what it seems
Dust and sunshine can also make my eyes look mean
But there's a brown cat sleeping through this day's show
Toppin' off the woodpile, breathing slow

The screen door to the farmer's porch
To the back porch, to the backlands
It's never left closed


A new air pushed a full wind
That brought worlds on through
That only he could know


As the last of November passed
With his new life, with his new wife
She said she was feeling a little cold


The ghost of a clown just danced in and
Did a few tricks and danced out again
Warming a farmer's soul


Summer was all there was
LyricsWe were working, breathing heat
Terror rising out of control


Through that door came a breeze
Wrapped on through our heads and around our spines
Cooling off the burning floor


The morning's breaking woke us long enough
We were sure we could see
The whole of some older birds
Riding to the ground on the falling leaves
Riding to the ground on some falling leaves
One last time
One last time
To feed

I've got no hard lipped woman
Nagging at who I should be
The blues lights rounding the corner
They're not turning for no one like me
Got a bucket of fried on the bench beside me
Enough chicken for one man's needs
Life's been getting a little bit easy lately
Been swingin' from tree to tree


No place I gotta be
Come on up in a tree
My chicken tastes good
My chicken tastes good


I love my chicken
I love my chicken in a tree


There's a good moves of a lifetime
LyricsGoing back to favor these times
And to work and to move and to see
All those good thing's I've done
Come back to take care of me
Take care of me, care of me
You don't need to pay a dollar for your dues
If all you're planning on playing are Contentment Blues


I've got no hard-lipped woman
Nagging at who I should be
I see blues rounding the corner
Not turning for someone like me
I got a box of fried on the bench beside me
Enough chicken for one's man's needs
Life's been getting a bit breezy lately
Been swinging from tree to breeze


No place you gotta be
Keep your head in the leaves
The air smells sweet up here
The chicken tastes good


I love my chicken
I love my chicken in a tree

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