'Cause tonight I'll be staying here with you Throw my ticket out the window Throw my suitcase out there, too Throw my troubles out the door I don't need them any more I should have left this town this morning But it was more than I could do Oh, your love

Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune, Bird fly high by the light of the moon, Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman Standing on the waters casting your bread While the eyes of the idol with the iron head are glowing Distant ships sailing into the mist, You were born

One more cup of coffee for the road One more cup of coffee 'fore I go To the valley below Your breath is sweet Your eyes are like two jewels in the sky Your back is straight, your hair is smooth On the pillow where you lie But I don't sense affection No

They sat together in the park As the evening sky grew dark She looked at him and he felt a spark Tingle to his bones 'Twas then he felt alone And wished that he'd gone straight And watched out for a simple twist of fate They walked along by the old canal

Ain't it just like the night to play tricks When you're tryin' to be so quiet We sit here stranded, though we're all doin' our best to deny it And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin' you to defy it Lights flicker from the opposite loft In this room

King of the streets, child of clay What made them want to come and blow you away Born in Red Hook, Brooklyn, in the year of who knows when Opened up his eyes to the tune of an accordion Always on the outside of whatever side there was When they asked him

Could send her home again Ah, here she comes Here she comes, here she comes again The same old painted lady From the brow of the superbrain She'll scratch this world to pieces As she comes on like a friend But a couple of songs from your old scrapbook

Oh, Mama, can this really be the end To be stuck inside of Mobile With the Memphis blues again Oh, the ragman draws circles Up and down the block I’d ask him what the matter was But I know that he don’t talk And the ladies treat me kindly And they

Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been The champion of the world The man the authorities came to blame For somethin' that he never done Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall She sees a bartender

Lay lady lay Lay across my big brass bed Stay lady stay Stay with your man a while Stay while the night is still ahead Whatever colors you have in your mind I show them to you and you see them shine Until the break of day Let me see you make him smile