Ready For The House

(CORWOOD 0739)

Naked in the Afternoon

I got a vision of a teenage daughter
Who’s growing up naked in the afternoon
I know a brother
Close to his mother
Who stays out late in the evening time
I keep repeating
It takes a beating
To grow up naked in the afternoon
You are a cowboy if you wear those boots
You are a cowboy when you wear those boots
Big time in the city
Big time in the city
Big time in the city
Big time in the city
I got a letter
I read in the paper
Said a man was shot to death
Said a cow gave poison milk
Big time in the city when you wear those boots
I keep repeating
It takes a beating
To wear those boots in the afternoon
You call it a question
You call it a color
I got a letter
I think it’s a vision
Big time in the city
I got a vision
I know a brother
Close to his mother
After the morning
You’ve had your rest
Time to go naked in the afternoon
Take off your hat
Take off your coat
Big time in the city
You’ve had your rest
I got a letter
You are a cowboy
Read in the paper
Big time in the city
It’s time to go naked in the afternoon

First You Think Your Fortune’s Lovely

Everything’s so restless
The wind has come again
Blowing me so far
I think I see a star
First you think your fortune’s lovely
And you fly out through the door
Cryin’ mama I feel so lonely
My rapture’s painted on the floor
The roads lead all to Jacob’s kitchen
Sitting full-mouthed at the table
Sitting blank-eyed by the door
Oh Lord do you really think I’m able
Well I chose this life completely
When you took away the charm
Set your mind on breaking buttons
Said you done no one no harm
I feel a bit like floating water
Headed for the rocks at bay
Crash upon some ocean liner
Comes upon my lonesome way
Thought I’d see your eyes a-flashing
Thunder in your hair
I burnt a match for your complexion
The lights went out and you weren’t there
Seated by the ranch I’m owning
Staring at the cellophane
Somebody came in for a question
I poured a glass out in the rain
The reason I have been accepted
Is that I fail to come on strong
Found a chair beside a window
Found a place where I belong
Inside myself there is no question
Just the jangle of a brain
Three times four is twenty-seven
Only fragments still remain
I curse the day I found my freedom
You took the mirror from the wall
Placed it in a single suitcase
Pointed down a hollow hall
Said you see your true direction
And I’ll be there behind the sun
And I’ll go with you in the springtime
When all your travels have been done

What Can I Say, What Can I Sing

What can I say what can I sing
You always knew ‘bout everything
What can I show what can I do
Is it all for me is it all for you
Well I don’t know we’ll have to see
Everyone leaves ’cept you and me
And then sometimes I’m not so sure
There’ll ever be another cure
The early morning sun shines through
And all my thoughts are shades of blue
Oh I don’t know I’ll have to go
Oh I don’t know the reason for
I already left it’s no surprise
I saw it in your waning eyes
A drift a dream a time we spent
Much more than that forever was all that we meant

Show Me the Way, O Lord

Would you show me the way O Lord
Show me the way
I got an ace to tell the time
I got my face all red with wine
I got my eyes above all men
I don’t even listen to them
Would you show me the way O Lord
Show me the way
I’m walking on a planet
I take everything for granite
The stars are falling
And I am calling
For your caress
Would you show me the way O Lord
Show me the way

Know Thy Self

You think I got time for you
You’re just somebody in the snow
I don’t even know why I think about you
Somehow I just keep seeing you around
Everybody’s coming and going
I thought I’d stay for a while
It had to be you threw me out
I didn’t know you were so cruel
But thanks for all the gifts
Hang on silver branches
And now we’re all out here
And your eyes find me in the glass

They Told Me About You

They told me about you
They told me about you
Sneaking up on me
I’m crazy about you
I’m crazy about you
Forever to tie
Forever do my
Take it up and lock it
Arrange a new day
Placate a new way
Gangrene in two legs
Drunken I’m up on pegs
Leaning a month or so
Wrestle with a wandering
See the lights up in the sky
Vagrant in your cripple eye
Wandering’s been creeping by

Cave In on You

A stick would do the trick
A dog would jump all over you
A mine cave in on you
Jump out the window
Hit the floor
Tap tap tapping at your door
In the moonlight behind the sun
A blind man’s coming
He’s the one
To read about you
To say your name
My blind man
I’m glad you came
Blind man blind man
Be the one
Behind the moonlight
In the sun
You tell my fortune
Wait you are my fate
My hands are bleeding
Am I too late
Too late too late
Blind man’s coming
You walk outside
The moon is low
‘Round the corner
An Eskimo
Gently tapping
Whispers your name
Says hi how are you
From the blind man I came
To read you a message

They Told Me I Was a Fool

You got real fancy instincts
But your mouth is so large
I think I see a hundred people in it
I guess you like it that way
‘Cause you’re a flop
And there ain’t no more wringer washers
To roll your fingers through
I see your insides aren’t the same since 1951
You died inside a window
I saw your face all cut with glass
And underneath a window
The hands you dug your grave with
You could have built an empire
He would have helped you now you know
You’re going to fetch the wind
On a unicorn
Feet all dangling down
Wish them well at the marketplace
I fear a fiery face
Is staring from the future
It’s not the way
They told me I was a fool
Well it’s your friend and mine
That is down on the line
The sky is black in a blue night
The weather is true or so it may seem
Carnival tricks in the corners
The floor is made of tracks
That follow your footsteps

European Jewel (incomplete)

You sure are cool
A European jewel
I dig you most
A letter came
It’s not the same
The ink was blue
A relative stopped by to say he saw you hey
‘A walkin’ down a lonesome town
Some time ago
He said you had a mouth so bad
The lips were rotting off
You dropped a tear to end his fear
You seem quite well
It’s a long time spell
I’m wondering well
You got an infection
There’s bugs in my brain
I can’t feel any pain
Just a shaking shake

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