Talkin' Baby Blues

(альбом: Dragonfly - 2017)

(You alright Haz Dog?)

It was the end of the winter in '75
My daddy drove a CJ left hand drive
He called it his very own 8th wonder
You don't see many of them down under

Now late one night well he met this lass
Who like Bob Dylan and Johnny Cash
And he caught her eye and he caught a rash
In the back seat of that jeep
And nine months later
They had me!

Well my first few years, well, I can't complain
I traveled all around the Nullarbor Plain
And I only heard Hank and the occasional train,
Until I got a transistor
And I heard Twisted Sister
Oh mister
I was never the same

Bye bye, my baby boy, my baby blue
Well everything I did, Lord, I did it all for you
Bye bye, my baby boy, my baby blue
Well everything I did, Lord, I did it all for you

When I turned 13, I was one of the boys
And everything I heard, it had sounded like noise
And thought I knew everything there was to be known
So I woke up one morning and I ran away from home

And my momma was worried, my daddy was mad
They spent every single second they had
Trying to figure out where they went wrong
But by this time I was already home

Cause I was hungry
Hell, I'm always hungry
"Ask not what you can do for your country, ask what's for lunch"
Orson Welles said that
Or was it Lyle Lovett
Or that kid from Fat Albert

Well needless to say, I was a little confused
I put on my pants after my shoes
Up or down, or boys or girls
And then I heard a lady sing a song about a sweet ol' world
All the singing

Well win or lose or right or wrong
Everything I thought I'd put in a song
Come what may or may not have
But I wrote a little song about a captain
And lo' and behold
They played it on the radio
And the Sopranos
Pass me my martini, James Gandolfini

Oh bye bye, my baby boy, my baby blue
Well everything I did, Lord, I did it all for you
Bye bye, my baby boy, my baby blue
Well everything I did, Lord, I did it all for you

Well there once was a boy, a nice young buck
Who knocked me off my feet then he knocked me up
And we were living the dream, there for the taking
'Cause the water and records and hearts were breaking

And there's plenty we all learned to live without
Like the one weird cousin that nobody talks about
And you can make it black, you can make it white,
But the number one record won't keep you warm at night
Unless you're Kanye

Now I got three kids to two different fathers
One's better looking, the other one's smarter
Sometimes it's hard to handle 'em both,
But my next boyfriend was barely old enough to vote
Mmmm, he was sweet as a cookie!
Harry Hookey
He might be young
But he ain't no rookie

Now my momma says I can just be safe
If I repent my sins and just behave
And I can make my own bread and I can make own wine,
I can make my own bed in my own damn time
Hell, I can make my own luck
Am I not pretty enough
Who gives a fuck

Bye bye, my baby boy, my baby blue
Well everything I did, Lord, I did it all for you
Bye bye, my baby boy, my baby blue
Well everything I did, Lord, I did it all for you