Spooky Lad

Once my future was shiny as the
Seat of my pants are today
Then old mother luck and all her
Daughters started duckin' me
When i finally got tired of just sittin' there
Watching my life slip away
I said i better start takin' all the living
That's a-comin' to me

Chorus:
Now i love too much, fight too much
Stay out late at night too much
But you bet your butt i'm going to
Live before i die
And i may smoke too much, drink too much
Every blessed thing too much
It's a low-down life, but it ain't gonna pass me by

I don't care if the world don't ever hear
The sound of my name
And old mother luck and all her daughters
Keep a-duckin' me
As long as that cat that i gotta look at when
I shave ain't ashamed
There ain't no jody in the world
I'd ever rather be.

Chorus:
Now i love too much, fight too much
Stay out late at night too much
But you bet your butt i'm going to
Live before i die
And i may smoke too much, drink too much
Every blessed thing too much
It's a low-down life, but it ain't gonna pass me by

Well you've started again
With the wife of a friend
On another night you hope you won't recall
And the wine that you're drinkin'
Doesn't keep you from thinkin'
Of the bitter taste that lingers in your soul
As you listen to your lies
Once again you realize
That she doesn't mean a thing to you at all
And i watch you climb that stairway
To the bottom
Every evening in that mirror on the wall

You take pride in deceiving
One who tried hard believin' in you
Even after all the lies you told
But each lie that you've spoken
And each vow that you've broken
Was a new nail in the coffin of your soul
If you think someone's cryin'
For the love that is dyin'
With the trust that you betray each time you fall
Look around you on that stairway to the bottom
No one's watchin' but that mirror on the wall

Look around you on that stairway to the bottom
No one's watchin' but that mirror on the wall

By kris kristofferson, bob neuwirth, roger mcguinn, seymour cassell

The captain touched his swagger stick
Up to his golden eye
And boogied through the vestibule
While bidding us goodbye
The enemy surrounds us
And our spirits almost gone
The devil take the cavalry
That sold us for a song

There's chi-chi's on the starboard, lads
And chi-chi's in the stern
And hashish in the hookah pipes
And bonny grass to burn
Our mission is a secret
But we're fool enough to try
We'll sail the bloody ocean, boys
Or drink the bastard dry

"if i'd've been a carpenter," the swarthy
Sergeant said
"i'd never seen this ugly thing
That hangs above my head
The hell with all your heros
And the wounds they hope to show
I'm just a simple soldier, son
With one more year to go"

The albatross was tiring
And the cook was in a stew
The filthy little cabin boy
Was whizzing in my shoe
The captain's wife was aging
And the first mate heard her scream
When tommy slipped tabasco in the
Captain's vaseline

"our time will soon be gone," he said
"it's all we've left to lose
We've shot our ammunition
And we're all but out of booze
So here's to irma donegal
Here's to nellie blye
And here's to my old friend," he said
And kissed his ass goodbye

"give off! give off! you sorry lot.
Give off!," the captain cried
"we've lost our bloody anchor
And we're driftin' with the tide
The swollen surf is pounding
Like a thousand cannons roar
And i shake the hand of any man
Who guides us into shore."

"we're saved! we're saved!"
The soldiers said
"we're saved!," the sailors cried
And soldiers climbed aboard
While sailors left from either side
Some swabbies hit the minefield and
The rifles got the rest
And somewhere there's a schooner
Sinkin' slowly in the west

Oh, the lights of magdala flicker
Dimly on the shore
Holy sailor sailing on the sea
Patiently waiting she walked quietly
To the door
Another lonely night in galilee

Chorus:
Magdalene, don't wrap your dreams in sorrow
Save them for tomorrow if it comes
When we'll meet within the circle
Round the sun
Oh, if heaven were a lady don't you
Know you'd been the one

Through the streets of jerusalem
You followed him once more
Holy sailor's come home from the sea
Someone somewhere's calling him
To a golden distant shore
Far from the lonely nights in galilee

Chorus:
Magdalene, don't wrap your dreams in sorrow
Save them for tomorrow if it comes
When we'll meet within the circle
Round the sun
Oh, if heaven were a lady don't you
Know you'd been the one

Got a song about a soldier,
Ridin' somewhere on a train
Empty sleeve pinned to his shoulder
And some pills to ease the pain

Started drinkin' in el paso,
He was drunk in san antone,
Tellin' strangers who were sleepin'
How he hated goin' home

Just a simple song of freedom,
He was never fightin' for,
No one's listenin' when you need 'em,
Ain't no fun to sing that song no more.

Got a song about a sister,
Waitin' somewhere by the phone,
For some man who never missed her,
Ever since he come and gone

And its harder for a woman,
With a baby on the way,
That's the price of bein' human,
When you're poor enough to pay,

So she listens to the freedom,
In the silence at her door
No one's missin' till you need 'em
Ain't no fun to sing that song no more

Got a song about a savior,
Lookin' lonesome and afraid,
At a city full of strangers,
And a cross he never made

And he's sadder than he's wiser,
And a longer way from home,
And he wonders why his father,
Left him bleeding and alone.

Just a broken song of freedom,
And the closing of a door,
No one's missin' till you need 'em
Ain't no fun to sing that song no more.

Shandy was somebody's daughter
Driving to something insane
They busted her crossing the border
Quick as a sniff of cocaine
All she could pay was attention
So all they could take was her time
Proving an ounce of possession
Ain't worth a piece of your mind.

Chorus:
'cause nightmares are somebody's daydreams
Daydreams are somebody's lies.
Lies ain't no harder than telling the truth.
Truth is the perfect disguise

Locked in the goldhandle bathroom
Martin was changing his mind
Shedding his humble pretensions
One careful toke at a time
And wiping the mask off the man in the mirror
Who really was billy the kid
Smiling at somebody dying
For something that he never did

Chorus:
'cause nightmares are somebody's daydreams
Daydreams are somebody's lies.
Lies ain't no harder than telling the truth.
Truth is the perfect disguise

As soon as he sat down beside her
Shining like saturday night
Shandy was his for the saving
Sweet as she looked in the light
And maybe they moved from the bar to the bedroom
Maybe just stood there instead
Martin woke up wet and screaming
Dreaming of blood on the bed.

Chorus:
'cause nightmares are somebody's daydreams
Daydreams are somebody's lies.
Lies ain't no harder than telling the truth.
Truth is the perfect disguise