You're the best I ever had I left down in New Orleans Magnolia, you sweet thing You're driving me mad Got to get back to you, babe I'll soon be there Whippoorwill's singing Soft summer breeze Makes me think of my baby

You're an S.M.F. Black sheep of the family, nothing like the rest Separate from the others, failing all their tests Can't they see you're different, so hungry and so lean You're a walking wonder, you're a metal machine Look and you'll see you're a lot

If your man get personal, want to have your fun I got women's in Vicksburg, clean on into Tennessee Lord, I'm goin' to Rosedale, gon' take my rider by my side Best come on back to Friar's Point, mama, barrelhouse all night long But my Friar's Point

When it's sunny in Seattle and it's snowing down in New Orleans And them boys from Amarillo stop wearin' those boots and jeans When Memphis ain't got the blues That's when I'll stop lovin' you Baby, I don't mind you askin' If there's gonna come a day

Oh there ain't no diamonds in the boredom So be clear, be clear Oh there ain't no way to say I love you more Oh there ain't no darkness that I fear So be clear, just to be clear All I am is the bones you made for me so garishly clean White as the horses,

Talk about, judgement Speakin' to me with the people I'm leadin' em underway But you got it all wrong Let ye cast no judgement upon thy neighbor Before the beam of thy own eyes have been cleansed In the wicked ways of the world God gives the remission

Here’s to the good times, here’s to the sunshine Here’s to the ice you float your beer in To the tops they pop and the tan lines disappearin’ She’s a little bit tipsy Leans in for a kiss, she’s stealin’ your heart just like a gypsy And there you are just

It works for me, it works for me, no And go Gina, and go Gina, aye And go Gina, go Gina I belong to nobody I loves you, bae Picking up a penny with a press on is Easier than holding you down Can't be any harder than holding you up now To come clean I said

It’s Saturday night And the city never sleeps I got a clean t-shirt and a shot of cologne We’re way too young to be sitting at home on Baby why shouldn't we It’s been a long week

Nothing's forever, nothing will be better In the love you're giving me Like it or not We were doomed from the start Better than you and me You know I'll be there But so unsure I just gotta have you I know that you're clean