Lyle Lovett

[fox69]

"Make It Happy"

"Make It Happy"


Slap my baby on the
Make it happy
Slap my baby on the
Make it fun
Slap my baby on the
Make it happy
I'm a happy son-of-a-gun

Well i'm going to the grocery
On the corner
For to buy me a coke and some gum
Well i'm going to the grocery
On the corner
I'm a drinking, chewing son-of-a-gun

Well i whistle when i'm walking
In the summer
Well i whistle in the spring
And the fall
Well i whistle when i'm walking
In the winter
Or else i don't go walking at all

You know i wake up early
In the morning
You know i work until my day is done
You know when i come home late
In the eveving
I'm a happy son-of-a-gun

 

[fox69]

"Memphis Midnight / Memphis Morning"

"Memphis Midnight / Memphis Morning"


The sun went down like a curtain
Memphis looks bigger at night
All the tatooed boys in uniform
Step in and out of the light

She bought me good whiskey in Memphis
She bought supper and she paid for the room
And as best as I can remember
She paid dearly for loving me too

She said hey don't I know you
Now ain't you the one
The one with the guitar boys
And all them sad songs
About men in the rain
Did you ever miss a plain
In Memphis

We laughed at the strangers we were in the bed
Two cigarettes lit up the room
Like two backseat lovers can't wait to get started
Knowing everything's over too soon

Now Memphis ain't bad in the morning
Good coffee well it's just hard to find
But let me suggest that you never leave Memphis
With anything on your mind

 

[fox69]

"Moon On My Shoulder"

"Moon On My Shoulder"


With the moon on my shoulder
And you on my mind
I will lay down
I will lay down
With the moon on my shoulder
And you on my mind

I will miss you more than I ever did
Lord ever did
They said that time would take care of it
Take care of it
I wish time would take care of me

With the moon on my shoulder
And you on my mind
I will lay down
I will lay down
With the moon on my shoulder
And you on my mind

 

[fox69]

"More Pretty Girls Than One"

"More Pretty Girls Than One"


Mama talked to me last night
She gave to me some good advice
She said Son you ought to quit
This old ramblin' all around
And marry you a sweet loving wife

But there's more pretty girls than one
More pretty girls than one
Any old town that I ramble all around in
There's more pretty girls than one

So Honey look down that old lonesome road
Hang down your pretty head and cry
'Cause I'm thinking all about
Them pretty little gals
And hoping that I never die

 

[fox69]

"Moritat (Mack The Knife)"
(from "Quiz Show")

"Moritat (Mack The Knife)"
(from "Quiz Show")



See the shark with teeth like razors
You can read his open face
And Macheath, he's got a knife, and
In such an obvious place

On a beautiful blue Sunday,
See a corpse stretched in the Strand
See a man dodge 'round the corner...
Mackie's friends will understand.

Mr. Meier reported missing
Like so many wealthy men:
Mack the knife acquired his cashbox
God alone knows how or when

Jenny Towler, she turned up lately
With a knife stuck through her breast
While Macheath, he walks the embankment,
Nonchalantly unimpressed

And the ghastly fire in Soho,
Seven children at a go--
In the crowd stands Mac the knife, but
He isn't asked, he doesn't know

And the child bride in her nightgown,
Whose assailants still at large
Violated in her slumbers
Mackie how much did you charge?

Yes, the child bride in her nightgown
Whose assailants still at large
Violated in her slumbers
Mackie how much did you charge?

Mackie how much did you charge?
How much did you charge?
How much did you charge?
How much did you charge?
How much did you charge?

 

[fox69]

"My Baby Don't Tolerate"

"My Baby Don't Tolerate"


A friend of mine, he said to me a skinny girl is a misery
I shook my head because I knew he couldn't be right
But that's when I thought back to just last night

When I got home, it was maybe a little late.
There was ne're a crumb or ne're a plate
There was no martini, no glass of grape.
But it was there I sought to contemplate.

Some things, my baby don't tolerate
my baby don't tolerate
my baby don't tolerate
from me.

I said hello honey, how have you been.
She said what could you possibly have been doin' until half past then.
And not bein completely unsensitive I could tell my ship had run a ground,
cause when I puckered up you know she, puckered down.

Some things, my baby don't tolerate
my baby don't tolerate
my baby don't tolerate
from me.

Now a small and more ordinary man might not appreciate the guidance of a good woman who truly loves him.
He might drift in despair after the ingnorat dumb doins' of his dirty daily existance

That's not me. No, Yessiree. I'm proof that true love will set you free.
Some things, my baby don't tolerate
my baby don't tolerate
my baby don't tolerate
from me.

 

[fox69]

"Nashville"

"Nashville"


My honey's name is Holly
Her daddy's name is Doyle
Her sister's name is Amy
And her mama's name is Iris
And her brother's name is John

They live in Nashville
They drive a Coupe DeVille
They all take little pills
On Saturday night

Life's great in Nashville
Driving in a Coupe DeVille
Thank God for little pills
On Saturday night

So adios to Holy
And adios to Doyle
And adios to Amy
And adios to Iris
And adios to John

They live in Nashville
They drive a Coupe DeVille
They all take little pills
On Saturday night

Life's great in Nashville
Driving in a Coupe DeVille
Thank God for little pills
On Saturday night

 

[fox69]

"Natural Forces"

"Natural Forces"


I rode across the great high plain
Under the scorchin' sun and thru the drivin' rain
An' when I set my sights on the mountains high
I bid my former life goodbye.

An' so thank you ma'am, I must decline
For it's on my steed I will rely
An' I've learned to need the open sky
I'm subject to the natural forces
Home is where my horse is.

We loaded up in Buffalo
Took 90 South down to Ohio
On 80 West I'm Frisco-bound
An' when I get there I'll turn back around

An' so thank you ma'am, I must decline
For it's on these eighteen wheels I ride
An' I'm underneath the western sky
I'm subject to the natural forces
Home is where my horse is.

And ev'ry year they come to town
An' then drag em on right in the round
And Mr Bradley calls the score
And the cowboy there who tried for more

So thank you ma'am, I must decline
For it's on my three-year-old I ride
An' I've spin an' run an' stopped an' slide [?]
I'm subject to the natural forces
Home is where my horse is.

[Instrumental]

The Cherokee an' the Chickasaw
Creek Seminole an' the old Choctaw
"We volunteered to move!" they say
"And we'll understand, come Judgement Day".

An' so thank you ma'am, I must decline
For it's on this trail of tears I ride
An' I'm under Oklahoma skies
Sometimes at night I hear their voices
Home is where my horse is.

Now as I sit here safe at home
With a cold Coors Lite an' the TV on
All the sacrifice and the death and woe
Lord I pray that I'm worth fighting for

An' so thank you ma'am, I must decline
For it's on my RPG I ride
Till Earth an' hell are satisfied
I'm subject to the natural forces
Sometimes at night I hear their voices
Home is where my horse is.
Home is where my horse is.

 

[fox69]

"Night's Lullaby"

"Night's Lullaby"


The sandman is calling
Your adlibs are falling
Like stars shooting out the sky
The dewdrops they glisten
As we lie here and listen
To sound of the night's lullaby

Sleep tight little darling
You'll rise in the morning
And heaven will keep you from harm
As you lie in your sweet mother's arms
As you lie in your sweet mother's arms

The twilight brings trouble
The moon ever struggles
To shine like his brother the sun
The wind reassures him
With thunder and lightning
Darkness declares day is done

Good night little darling
We'll rise in the morning
And heaven will keep us from harm
As we lie in your sweet mother's arms
As we lie in your sweet mother's arms

Sleep tight little darling
We'll rise in the morning
And heaven will keep us from harm
As we lie in your sweet mother's arms
As we lie in your sweet mother's arms
As we lie in your sweet mother's arms
As we lie in your sweet mother's arms

 

[fox69]

"No Big Deal"

"No Big Deal"


It's Sunday morning, the club is on
That great cat's still yawning
Because Saturday is gone

And I still feel the feeling
Of how you felt upon me
And it may be no big deal to you
But it's a very big deal to me

You were down and dirty
And he was tall and twenty nine
And I'm only disconcerted
Because you said you knew I wouldn't mind

But I still feel the feeling
Of how you telephone me
And it may be no big deal to you
But it's a very big deal to me

But you can't make a cool cat crazy
Like you can't make a gray cat brown
And you can't keep a wild cat
When she knows the wildest cat's in town

So it's Sunday morning
Yeah and I guess I had a coffee
Ooh 'cause I start recalling
A time I went astray

And I still feel the feeling
Of her last words of warning
She said, "Man, it may be no big deal to you
But it's a very big deal to me"

She said, "Man, it may be no big deal to you
But it's a very big deal to me"