John Mellencamp

[fox69]

"Goodnight"

"Goodnight"


It's rainin' on me
Watch the cab drive you away
I see the night bein' eatin' up
By just another day
I guess I'd better accept
That we just didn't have a lot to say
Except goodnight
I guess it's goodnight

The city workers
Cleanin' up the streets
An old man wrapped in rags and newspaper
Lies asleep on the corner of the street
Whatever we had
Lies in a heap at your feet
Goodnight
I guess it's goodnight

A crowd of people, aw shit

 

[fox69]

"Grandma's Theme"

"Grandma's Theme"


Was a dark stormy night
As the train rattled on
All the passengers had gone to bed
Except a young man with a baby in his arms
Who sat there with a bowed-down head

The innocent one began crying just then
As though its poor heart would break
One angry man said, "Make that child stop its noise
For it's keeping all of us awake."

[Grandma's Theme is a part of the traditional song listed below:]

[The Baggage Coach Ahead]

On a dark and stormy night as the train rolled on
All passengers gone to bed,
Except a young man with a babe on his arm
Sat sadly with bowed down head;
Just then the babe commenced crying
As though its poor heart would break.
One angry man said, "Make that child stop its noise,
For it's keeping us all awake."

"Put it out," said another, "Don't keep it in here;
We've paid for our berth and want rest."
But never a word said the man with the child,
As he fondled it close to his breast.
"Oh where is its mother? Go take it to her,"
One lady then softly said.
"I wish I could," was the man's sad reply.
"But she's dead in the coach ahead."
As the train rolled onward, a husband set in tears,
Thinking of the happiness of just a few short years.
Baby's face brings pictures of a cherished hope now dead,
But baby's cries can't awaken her in the baggage coach ahead.
Every eye filled with tears as the story he told
Of a wife who was faithful and true;
He told how he'd saved up his earnings for years,
Just to build a home for two;
How when heaven had sent them their sweet little babe,
Their young happy lives were blest;
His heart seemed to break when he mentioned her name,
And in tears tried to tell them the rest.

Every woman arose to assist with the child;
There were mothers and wives on that train.
And soon was the little one sleeping in peace,
With no thought of sorrow or pain.
Next morn at the station he bade all goodbye,
"God bless you," he softly said,
Each one had a story to tell in their homes
Of the baggage coach ahead.

 

[fox69]

"Grandview"
(feat. Martina McBride)

"Grandview"
(feat. Martina McBride)



Just an old country boy, wearing my Osh-Kosh boots
Walked by the trailer factory, every day on my way to school
Early on in life, the only thing I wanted to do
Was buy me a trailer and move it down to Grandview

Got out of high school, got on at Whirpool
Bought me a car, two guitars and everything
Me and Patty were falling in love before the summer was through
I started thinking about trailers and high lots in Grandview

It was a scorching summer night, we just left the dairy bar
We was sitting out on Ridgeland Road in the front seat of my car
I said "Patty, if you marry me babe, I'll take good care of you
I'll buy a brand new trailer and move it down to Grandview"

She said "Ah your wedding song, it sounds real nice
And I could sure get off on sleeping with you at night
But I tell ya what baby, you want me, here's what to do
I want a brick home like my mother's, ain't movin' down to Grandview"
That's what she told me

There's been a lot of years, a lot of debt, a lot of pain
Our youngest baby's movin' out when she gets married next spring
When the bash is over, I'll tell you what I'm going to do
I got my trailer picked out, gonna move it down to Grandview

I got this 28 by 70 double-wide
We could slide it on in there, honey
We can chock those wheels real good
I want it settin' nice and level

Back it on in there boys
And don't get no mud on my front porch
Cause the son of a b*tch is brand spankin' new, baby

Stick it into Grandview
Stick it into Grandview
Slide it on in there, honey
Stick it into Grandview

 

[fox69]

"Great Mid-West"

"Great Mid-West"


Everything is slower here, everybody's got a union card
They get up on Sunday and go to church of their choice
Come back home cook out in the backyard

And they call this the Great Midwest
Where the cornfields row and flow
They're all 5 years ahead of their time
Or 25 behind, I just don't know

All the young men talk about their 4 wheel drives
And how much money they're gonna make on Friday night
And, they like to brag about how they mistreat their girlfriends
Hey, let's get drunk, party it up, start a fight

And they call this the Great Midwest
Sure make a hell of a car
And the old hearts, they race their way through the night
The upheaval of who they really are

Growin' up under normal conditions, television and radio
That's just about all of this whole world
That any of us get to see, get to know

And they call this the Great Midwest
Where you sacrifice your body and soul
And no one really wants to get even
Most of us find it hard enough just lettin' go

Don't get me wrong I ain't complaining
I ain't braggin' nor do I mean to place blame
That's just the way things are around here
And there's a future carryin' my name on it
Sayin' hey man, you gonna stick around here you better get on it
If you're gonna stick around here you better make yourself some real good friends

Well I wasn't born with a silver spoon in my mouth
So I can't talk about the big city life
But if you wanna talk about bein' bored and runnin'
Away from yourself, hell I talk to you all night

And they call this the Great Midwest
Where livin' is just gettin' by
And people trade in their happiness
For a smokestack, a big money deal in the sky

 

[fox69]

"Hand To Hold On To"

"Hand To Hold On To"


You can laugh and joke and make fun of your friends
Spin in the middle when the troubles begin
Take it nice and easy and always pretend
That you're cool, so cool, so cool

Say I'm alone and I'm wild and I will not be tamed
Talk like a jerk or an educated brain
Be an old girl drivin' the young boys insane
Be a joker, a preacher, it does not matter

[Chorus:]
Every one needs a hand to hold on to
Every one needs a hand to hold on to
Don't need to be no strong hand
Don't need to be no rich hand
Every one just needs a hand to hold on to

Havin' good luck with your financial situation
Play the ponies, be president of the United Nations
Go to work and be a Hollywood stud
Drive your four-wheel drive right into the mud, yeah

[Chorus]

And then those hours when you're alone
And there's no body there except yourself
I know it, you wanna pick up the phone
And say, "Talk to me, talk to me
Somebody please talk to me"
Yeah...ah...ah...ahhh

Oh, yeah...ah
[Chorus 3x]

 

[fox69]

"Hard Times For An Honest Man"

"Hard Times For An Honest Man"


One man
Does his work
He's not satisfied
Not at all
Feels like
That he is being used
His self respect starts to fall
His frustration
Runnin' very very high
He takes it out
On the one he loves
Because it's safe
And who they gonna tell
And he hates the cold-bloodedness
That runs inside

[Chorus:]
Oh yes
It's hard times
For an honest man
Very very very hard times
Hard times for an honest man
Very very very hard times

Sister
She's got a lot of pride
You can see it when she walks into the room
But she's young
And she's unaware
Of what a brutal world can do to you
So she loves a man
He lies like a dog
Tears her little world all apart
So the walls go up
For the rest of her days
And there ain't no man can touch this girl's heart

[Chorus]

So we walk
From the front porch to the back yard
Just to laugh and say hello and say good-bye
But some days are hard, like a soldier's steel-toed boots
And the rent we pay to stay here gets high

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Heaven Is A Lonely Place"

"Heaven Is A Lonely Place"


Barry Barry, he's with Mary
Look like they could fly
Grandma's off her medicine
I think that I know why
People standing naked
Outside in the yard
Power ball slot machine
Looking for the winning card
Tryin' to get my mind straight now
It's a little bit narrow but I know somehow
Thou shalt not kill thou shalt not steal
But you know thou always will

Heaven is a lonely place
They're taking down those golden gates
Heaven is a lonely place
They're taking down those golden gates
Takin' 'em down
Board by board

Cheap vulgar innocence
Wears a wedding dress
Homophobic hypocrites
Scarin' us half to death
Journalistic lap dogs
Can't seem to find the truth
Crystal meth with the paymaster
Sippin' on a hundred proof
Ain't you so hip now
You sure look cool
Wonder what the price will be
For actin' like such a fool

Heaven is a lonely place
They're taking down those golden gates
Heaven is a lonely place
They're taking down those golden gates
Takin' 'em down
Board by board

See the people cryin'
See the people cryin'
See the people cryin'
See the people cryin'

Heaven is a lonely place
They're taking down those golden gates
Takin' 'em down
Board by board

So I guess it'll never end
Brother hell enemies friends
The fire's burning out of control
In my soul tonight
There's just no hope for me
Might as well nail me to a tree
Here I am just another case
Who cannot see the light
I guess I can't take a hint
Of what was said and what was meant
Somehow we always come out blind
When it comes to our hearts

Heaven is a lonely place
They're taking down those golden gates
Heaven is a lonely place
They're taking down those golden gates
Takin' 'em down
Board by board

See the people cryin'
See the people cryin'
See the people cryin'
See the people cryin'

 

[fox69]

"High C Cherrie"

"High C Cherrie"


She's one of those Sunday afternoon walkers
Who searches down the rich dick
So here comes, speak this way baby
Ain't no tongue some kinda a trick
So shake that kick, ooh shake that kick
Shavin' your underarms
I got my eyes on your ...
If I could just get your hands on my balls

[Chorus:]
Hello High C Cherrie
Would you bring it on over here
I got a big jet black Cadillac
Parked out back in the rear
I'd give you twenty five heathens
To serve you a six pack of rollin' thunder beer
Say ain't that enough, Cherrie
To stick it in you

Eww my my the girl with ... rolls
That's the way talk (High C)
You must admit you're heaven sent
For big boys ...
Hey I'm on the corner taken ...
Hey baby, I can hold my own
(Cherrie) Meet me on C Street, baby
Hey little girl, you want an ice cream cone

Hello High C Cherrie
Shake that trash over here
I got a big jet black Cadillac
Its parked out back in the rear
I'd give you twenty five heathens
To serve you a six pack of rollin' thunder beer
Say ain't that enough, Cherrie
To stick it in you

Hey baby, are you with escort
Are you really on your way home
(Cherrie) Would you make it with a poor schoolboy
Would you let this dog throw you his bone
I don't mean to be pushy
But I know I'd shove you down on the ground (hell ya)
How can a sane man
Adjust to havin' you around

[Chorus]

Hello High C Cherrie
Would you bring it on over here
I got a big jet black Cadillac
Crashed out back in the rear
I'll give you twenty five heathens
To serve you a six pack of rollin' thunder beer
Say ain't that enough, Cherrie
Hey is that enough, Cherrie
Oh hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, Cherrie ...

 

[fox69]

"Hit The Road Jack"

"Hit The Road Jack"


Ah, ah, ah, ah, hey hey hey, yeah
Ah, ah, ah, ah, hey hey hey, yeah
Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more
Hit that road Jack and don't you come back no more

I said baby baby don't treat me so mean
Your the meanest old woman that I ever seen
I guess if you say so I'm gonna have to pack my things and go

Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no
More
Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more, yea
Ah, ah, ah, ah, hu-huh, hey hey hey
Ah, ah, ah, ah, uh-huh, hey hey hey

I said baby baby don't treat me this way
I'll get back on my feet someday
I don't care if you do, your just no good
You ain't had no good loving and ....

Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more, yeah, yeah
Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more
Ah, ah, ah, ah, hey hey hey
Ah, ah, ah, ah, hey hey hey
Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more
Hit that road Jack and don't you come back no more, yeah

 

[fox69]

"Hot Night In A Cold Town"

"Hot Night In A Cold Town"


Sonny's out strolling, ambling slowly
Washed in amber street lights
A Mexican wind blows in
Takin' ahold of Angelina's hair and her halo
Motors runnin' muffling the sound
Of street talk, a big deal's goin' down

[Chorus:]
It's another hot night
In a cold town
Got yourself a hot night
In a cold town

Johnny's got spare change in his pocket
And a ring and a watch to hock for a sweet ride
A one way ticket hidden in his shoe
These last few hours
He says he'll spend with you
He's leavin' home without a trace
No forwarding address he'll never have to face another...

[Chorus]

Well the losers and the groovers
And the corner boys are hangin' 'round
Runnin' in and out of doorways
Up and down the stairs
Stray dogs headed for the pound

[Chorus]