It’s warm in the park
Where I wait for you
Knowing you’ll come
Hoping you’ll come
The quiet in the park
Reminds me of you
You don’t have to speak
There’s no need to speak
Waiting for you
Is the best part of my day
Even though I know
You won’t look my way
Alone in the park
I wait for you
Hoping you’ll come
Knowing you’ll come
I know that you love him; he’s taken your heart
It seems you’re determined to tear us apart
So this is the end of the life that we share
But I know you love me; I know you still care
You say you’re ready to stand by his side
but I’m not prepared for my baby to become a bride
Under the stars by the campfire’s glow
Sharing the secrets that only we know
Flickering lights making stars of your eyes
The mem’ries remind me just how the time flies
You say that he gives you that same glow inside
but I’m not prepared for my baby to become a bride
Sometimes only music can say what I mean
A bittersweet moment each father’s foreseen
But life isn’t ever quite what you had planned
You gave him your heart so I’ll give him your hand
I know that you’re ready; this knot will be tied
but I’m not prepared for my baby to become a bride
I’ve been a fan all my life long
Of rock and roll’s electric three-chord songs
But I’ve come to a crossroads; time to move on
cause it all sounds the same, I guess the thrill is gone
So the first time in years I turned the dial
Looking for something new and worthwhile
I spun the knob and the next thing you know
Some guys leavin’ his woman for a rodeo
Chorus:
What’s that playing on my radio?
Can’t tell if it’s country
Or rock and roll
Hey, I kinda like it
I’m not just some crank
But it isn’t Led Zeppelin
And it sure isn’t Hank
My daddy used to sing and play guitar
He thought my rock and roll idols were pretty bizarre
Jimmie Rodgers and Hank, either Williams or Snow
He stuck with his heroes and let the rest go
So I knew about country – or I thought I did
Had some preconcieved notions from when I was a kid
But the next song’s about a singin’ mechanic
And some music advice and prodsponder panic
Chorus:
What’s that playing on my radio?
Can’t tell if it’s country
Or rock and roll
Hey, I kinda like it
I’m not just some crank
But it isn’t Led Zeppelin
And it sure isn’t Hank
Bridge:
Well you really got me on a stairway to heaven somehow
With or without you I feel like a free bird now
It’s interesting how my horizon’s expanded
Haven’t been this unsettled since the Eagles disbanded
But I’ll settle in and spend my afternoons
With guitars and Cadillacs and hillbilly tunes
Chorus:
What’s that playing on my radio?
Can’t tell if it’s country
Or rock and roll
Hey, I kinda like it
I’m not just some crank
But it isn’t Led Zeppelin
And it sure isn’t Hank
intro D notes
D A
the hole we’re in keeps getting deeper
G D
everything’s darker than night
the life we were promised feels so far away
you said you’d make everything right
I try to be patient, keep on believing
I know that it’s all true
we’re all hanging on by a thread and I wonder
there’s something I have to ask you
G
please tell me now
A
show me somehow
G A
please answer, ’cause I need to know
D A G
is it soon today now? I need to know
is it soon today now? I need you to show me
it’s soon today now, ’cause I need to know
as everything crumbles to dust all around us
we’re trying hard to hang on
you know we trust you with all of our hearts
can’t wait till this old world is gone
prechorus
chorus
A G
some days we feel we can’t take anymore
so many have waited so long
it keeps getting harder day after day
G A
give us the faith to hold on
chorus
they say the planes are grounded
we'll be here all night
left a nice warm hotel room
to make this flight
won't be the first time
I've slept sitting up
might as well have some coffee
you want a cup?
coffee? no, I don't think so
that'd just make it worse
you may have slept in airports before
but this is my first
I could sure use a drink, though
But first I need a phone
Gotta call my wife
Tell her I won't be home
There's a million roads through life
Not one's a sure bet
The best you can hope for
Is the path of least regret
I've got no one to call
No place I belong
No one's waitin' for me anywhere
Not for way too long
Made a choice and lost that life
Long time ago
Sittin' in an airport just like this
Watchin' the falling snow
My wife won't be waiting for me
Not after this call
I'm not headed home right now
Not goin' home at all
It's over between us
The spark we had is gone
No point in tryin' to bring it back
So I'm moving on
There's a million roads through life
Not one's a sure bet
The best you can hope for
Is the path of least regret
That's exactly the choice I made
So far in the past
Left a wife I didn't think I loved
For greener grass
But there's always another field
Just beyond the fence
After while the paths I chose
Stopped making sense
I don't know if I love her or not
Don't know my own heart
The past year something's changed
We just drifted apart
Tonight I stopped finding reasons
To keep it afloat
Just a whimper, not a bang
Like the man wrote
There's a million roads through life
Not one's a sure bet
The best you can hope for
Is the path of least regret
I wanted to change his mind
Didn't know what to say
I could've used some good advice
Before I left that day
But no one even tried
I'll never know for sure
If I might have gone back that night
And spent my life with her
Hope he's not trying to change my mind
Nothing he could say
I don't need anyone's advice
I can make my own way
But maybe I'll take my time
Nothin else to do
Sit a while and watch the snow
And think it all through
There's a million roads through life
Not one's a sure bet
The best you can hope for
Is the path of least regret
I love Mexican food
really hits the spot
I love Mexican food
I want it burning hot
chilequiles, a quesadilla
or just rice and beans
juice of a lime and pickled jalapeños
you’ll see what I mean
I love Mexican food
really hits the spot
I love Mexican food
I want it burning hot
chicken mole and corn tortillas
albondigas chipotle
pico de gallo and chiles rellenos
what more can I say?
I love Mexican food
really hits the spot
I love Mexican food
I want it burning hot
I want it burning hot
I want it burning h-o-o-o-o-o-t
ouch!
story time’s done for tonight
those puppies got home safe again
you never get tired of that story
tuck you in, say a prayer, and then
chorus:
In the land of a little boy’s dream
Full of singing and games and ice cream
you’ve played hard all day
now sleep takes you away
to the land of a little boy’s dream
you’re asleep in no time at all
you never waste time counting sheep
I’m wondering what’s
going on in your head
and watching a while as you sleep
chorus
I know that some day you’ll grow up
to find out that life ain’t what it seems
but for now every night
it’ll all be alright
in the land of a little boy’s dream
chorus
to the land of a little boy’s dream
Oh baby, I wish I had a ukulele
Driving me crazy
I wish I had a ukulele
My mandolin is in the same sonic range
But any acoustical engineer will tell you it’s just not the same
Oh baby, I wish I had a ukulele
I’ve got a piano
It’s actually an electronic keyboard
A friend bought when he went on vacation
So he wouldn’t be bored
We all know a piano makes a mahvelous sound
And every songwriter should have one around
But baby, I wish I had a ukulele
Bridge
My bass is like a musical anchor
I can play it night and day without the slightest bit of rancor
Those drums in the corner, I can’t do much with ’em
But I know they come in handy when you’re laying down a rhythm
Oh baby, I wish I had a ukulele
Driving me crazy
I wish I had a ukulele
Like many of you I’ve got a guitar
There’s a parlor size you can play pretty much wherever you are
But baby, I wish I had a ukulele
Oh baby, I wish I had a ukulele
Driving me crazy
I wish I had a ukulele
Seven steps up from West Thirty-Fifth
To an old brownstone
Whose bulky genius wouldn’t work at all
If I left him on his own
Hoisting himself out of that custom chair
Only exercise he’ll get
Elevator to his orchids fair
So he doesn’t break a sweat
If it wasn’t for my needling
He’d have nothing much to do
If there was no Archie Goodwin
There’d be no you-know-who
Inspector Cramer in the big red chair
Chews on his unlit cigar
He swears someday he’s gonna get us both
But we all know he won’t get far
Theodore up in the orchid room
Saul and Fred and Fritz and me
Jump through hoops to suit his every whim
Best you’ll hear is ‘satisfactory’
If it wasn’t for my needling
He’d have nothing much to do
If there was no Archie Goodwin
There’d be no you-know-who
Never leaves the house on business
Unless some flummery’s afoot
Maybe a meal upstairs at Rustermann’s
But he’d prefer to just stay put
So I go out with Lily Rowan
Flamingo lays out quite a spread
Back home a snack is always waiting
Big glass of milk and off to bed
If it wasn’t for my needling
He’d have nothing much to do
If there was no Archie Goodwin
There’d be no you-know-who
They come in droves to hire the genius
But disappointed out they go
He seems impervious to needling
Unless the bank account is low
But when he finally takes an interest
He sits and thinks and thinks and sits
Lips pushing in and out with eyes closed
About as active as he gets
If it wasn’t for my needling
He’d have nothing much to do
If there was no Archie Goodwin
There’d be no you-know-who
“Please sit down; eyes at a level”
“Will you have a beer with me?”
He doesn’t stand, he won’t shake hands
The author’s name his physiognomy
I’ve put up with this enfant terrible
Forty years and maybe more
And through ’em all I’ve quit so many times
I’d love to even up the score
If it wasn’t for my needling
He’d have nothing much to do
If there was no Archie Goodwin
There’d be no you-know-who
If there was no Archie Goodwin
There’d be no you-know-who
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