Steve Goodman - Eight Ball Blues lyrics
[Steve Goodman - Eight Ball Blues lyrics]
Well I wish I had some memories
That'd keep inside my trunk
I wish I had a nickel
For every beer I've drunk
And I wish I had me a sailing ship
That'd take me over the sea
I wish I could talk you in
To coming home with me
Is this the part where I came in
I've heard this song before
Had a couple too many
But, I think I can find the door
And I do not know your name my friend
But, I've seen that face before
Well I saw it in the Jail House
And I saw in the war
And I saw it in my mirror
A couple of times before
I wish I was the Candyman
Sweet as I could be
In every town the ladies hang 'round
Just to get a taste of me
I wish I was an opry star or had me a PhD
I wish I had the common sense
To be satisfied with me
Is this the part where I came in
I've heard this song before
Had a couple too many
But, I think I can find the door
And I do not know your name my friend
But, I've seen that face before
Well I saw it in the Jail House
And I saw in the war well I saw it my mirror
Just a couple of times before
I wish I had a magic pocket
That'd keep all my money in
I wish I knew a good excuse
For all of my mortal sins
Well they say to know the best in life
You gotta know the worst
I wish that I had been the clown
Who thought up that one first
Is this the part where I came in
I've heard this song before
Had a couple too many
But, I think I can find the door
And I do not know your name my friend
But, I've seen that face before
Hey, I saw it in the Jail House
And I saw in the war
Well I saw it in my mirror
A couple of times before let me tell you
I saw it in the Jail House
It was on the post office door
And I saw it in my mirror
A couple of times before
Good People I saw it in the jail house
I saw it in the war
Lord I saw it in the mirror
That'd keep inside my trunk
I wish I had a nickel
For every beer I've drunk
And I wish I had me a sailing ship
That'd take me over the sea
I wish I could talk you in
To coming home with me
Is this the part where I came in
I've heard this song before
Had a couple too many
But, I think I can find the door
And I do not know your name my friend
But, I've seen that face before
Well I saw it in the Jail House
And I saw in the war
And I saw it in my mirror
A couple of times before
I wish I was the Candyman
Sweet as I could be
In every town the ladies hang 'round
Just to get a taste of me
I wish I was an opry star or had me a PhD
I wish I had the common sense
To be satisfied with me
Is this the part where I came in
I've heard this song before
Had a couple too many
But, I think I can find the door
And I do not know your name my friend
But, I've seen that face before
Well I saw it in the Jail House
And I saw in the war well I saw it my mirror
Just a couple of times before
I wish I had a magic pocket
That'd keep all my money in
I wish I knew a good excuse
For all of my mortal sins
Well they say to know the best in life
You gotta know the worst
I wish that I had been the clown
Who thought up that one first
Is this the part where I came in
I've heard this song before
Had a couple too many
But, I think I can find the door
And I do not know your name my friend
But, I've seen that face before
Hey, I saw it in the Jail House
And I saw in the war
Well I saw it in my mirror
A couple of times before let me tell you
I saw it in the Jail House
It was on the post office door
And I saw it in my mirror
A couple of times before
Good People I saw it in the jail house
I saw it in the war
Lord I saw it in the mirror