start this show" And fire flew from his fingertips As he rosined up his bow And then he pulled his bow across the strings And it made an evil hiss And a band
Here you come again and here i go Down that same old street i already know that same sweet voice those same old lies Ive drawn in to the world behind
Well, I was born in Carolina, way back in the swamp I was a happy country boy 'til television came along It showed them far away places and it sho' was
I remember you back in nineteen-fifty-six You had all the moves and you knew all the tricks You left all the ladies in a hell of a fix When your voice
Blue star over my shoulder Blue star, can't you see? Blue star, it's a little colder She's gone away from me And I wish I never seen her with the sunlight
And then I saw me standing just across the river Just across the bridge that I?d left burning It was all reaching out to me Now my reflection in the
He wears a zoot suit with a reet pleat Drives a ?36 Cord with a rumble seat Now he?s a, Lord, he's a jitterbug Scare the letters off a highway sign He