Buy for me the rain, my darling, buy for me the rain;
Buy for me the crystal pools that fall upon the plain.
And I'll buy for you a rainbow and a million pots of gold.
Buy it for me now, babe, before I am too old.

Buy for me the sun, my darling, buy for me the sun;
Buy for me the light that falls when day has just begun.
And I'll buy for you a shadow to protect you from the day.
Buy it for me now, babe, before I go away.

Buy for me the robin, darling, buy for me the wing;
Buy for me a sparrow, almost any flying thing.
And I'll buy for you a tree, my love, where a robin's nest may grow.
Buy it for me now, babe, the years all hurry so.

I cannot buy you happiness, I cannot by you years;
I cannot buy you happiness, in place of all the tears.
But I can buy for you a gravestone, to lay behind your head.
Gravestones cheer the living, dear, they're no use to the dead.

I knew a man Bojangles and he'd dance for you,
In worn out shoes,
With silver hair, a ragged shirt, and baggy pants
The old soft shoe.
He jumped so high, jumped so high
Then he'd lightly touch down.

I met him in a cell in New Orleans, I was down and out.
He looked to me to be the eyes of age as he spoke right out
He talked of life, talked of life, he laughed, slapped his leg a step

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He said his name "Bojangles" then he danced a lick across the cell
He grabbed his pants, a better stance, o he jumped so hi, & he clicked his heels
He let go a laugh, let go a laugh, shook back his clothes all around

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He danced for those at minstrel shows & county fairs,
throughout the south
He spoke with tears of 15 years how his dog and him traveled about.
His dog up and died, up and died, after 20 years he still grieves.

(CHORUS)

He said I dance now at every chance in honky tonks for drinks and tips
But most the time I spend behind these county bars cause I drinks a bit
He shook his head, and as he shook his head I heard someone ask him please

(CHORUS)

Tell me, just one more time, the reason why you must leave;
Tell me once more why you're sure you don't need me
Tell me again but don't think you'll convince me.

You said, about fallin' in love again you'd rather be dead;
When someone breaks your heart you cry your eyes red
There's nothing so hard about the life that you've led.

As far as I can see, there's no reason for goodbye,
You're just running scared, and that's something I won't buy.
So you lose, I won't let you go, there's nothing to show but more blues
All this talk about leaving is strictly bad news
So you settle down and stay with the boy that loves you

As far as I can see, there's no reason for goodbye
You're just running scared, and that's something I won't buy.
So you lose, I won't let you go, there's nothing to show but more blues.
All this talk about leaving is strictly bad news
So you settle down and stay with the boy that loves you.
So you settle down and stay with the boy that loves you.
So you settle down and stay with the boy that loves you.
So you settle down and stay with the boy that loves you.

Christopher Robin and I walked along,
Under branches lit up by the moon.
Posing our questions to Owl and Eeyore,
As the days disappeared far too soon.
Now I wandered much further today than I should,
And I can't find my way to the three-acre wood.

So help me if you can, I've got to get
Back to the house At Pooh Corner by one.
You'll be surprised, there's so much to be done,
Count all the bees in the hive,
Chase all the clouds from the sky,
Back to the days of Christopher Robin,
And Pooh.

Winnie the Pooh doesn't know what to do,
Got a honey jar stuck on his nose.
He came to me asking help and advice,
And from here no one knows where he goes.
So I went in to ask of the Owl, if he's there,
How to loosen a jar from the nose of a bear.

So help me if you can I've got to get,
Back to the house At Pooh Corner by one.
You'll be surprised there's so much to be done,
Count all the bees in the hive,
Chase all the clouds from the sky,
Back to the days of Christopher Robin,
Back to the ways of Christopher Robin,
And Pooh.

Sat here by this stony brook until the grey day turned to dust
When up swam a fish with a children's book thought that I was lost.
He was on his way to the salmon hop, that's where they go to breed
Saw me sitting on this log and thought I'd like to read.

The night was cloudy but the moon he found a hole
Said that he felt bad for me cause I had no place to go

Why aren't you at the harvest ball with some sweet young gal
You just sit like a bump on the log and call that fish your pal.

Well, I told him I was an orphan lived here all alone
But many people have often tried to catch and take me home
They never caught me!

Thought that I was a hiding, call this log my home
But the fish and the moon and a sweet young gal
All want me for their own.

The night was cloudy but the moon he found a hole
Said that he felt bad for me cause I had no place to go

So I met that gal at the harvest ball, she took me to her room
While I slept in children's dreams, the fish ran away with the moon.
The fish ran away with the moon
The fish ran away with the moon.

His fastball is fading, his sinker is gone
They sent him down to the minors 'cause he wore out his arm
but his eyes shine brighter than the young kids' it seems
so he keeps on playing, holding on to the dream.

lord knows that it ain't for the money
cause he's broke almost every day
and it ain't for the fame or the glory
guess he'll do it cause he still loves to play
guess he'll do it cause he still loves to play

he's been in the saddle since he was a kid
the rodeo came but he keeps it well hid
and someday he'll have to set his pony free
but 'til he does he'll be riding the dream

lord knows that it ain't for the money,
cause he's broke almost every day,
and it ain't for the fame or the glory
guess he'll do it cause he still loves to play
guess he'll do it cause he still loves to play

we ain't getting no younger and that is the truth
but these games we keep playin',' they're our fountain of youth.
from Boston to Boulder and down to Orleans
from highlights to lowlife and everything in between

well I guess we could grow up and quit wearing our jeans
but we still feel like playing and living the dream

lord knows that it ain't for the money,
cause we're broke almost every day,
and it ain't for the fame or the glory
guess we'll do it cause we still love to play
guess we'll do it cause we still love to play
guess we'll do it cause there's no other way

I got rippling waters to wake me
to the morning, my woman and love
our tall pine trees are pointing us easily to heaven above
Blue spruce flaming on the grate in the evening
Takes the chill away fine
Cut the telephone line and the story's the same

There's an old red chair by our window
That we found at a sale down the lane
Some old women said they needed more room for the winter
People like to pull out the stuffing when they sit down
So it passes the time
Cut the telephone line and the story's the same

Blow like a bubble on a windy day
Start to flutter when I hear you say
That you feel to good to go away
And you make me feel fine
You've made my world a warmer place
By the sparkle of your diamond face
on a frayed spot, put a little lace
And you make me feel fine
Warm as the mountain sunshine
On the edge of the snowline
In a meadow of columbine

Oh, little Jennifer, I'd give a penny for
What you've got on your mind
It seems like most of the time you're lying here dreaming.
Maybe in your vision you've seen how our mission is slightly less than divine
Cut the telephone line and the story's the same

Yep, now rippling waters flow through pipes
In the walls and they're keeping me warm
And the closest I've been tomy family for days is our music
You can silently stare in themorning sky
It's like hearing her calling my name
Cut the telephone line and the story might change

In 1814 we took a little trip,
along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississip.
We took a little bacon and we took a little beans,
and we fought the bloody British in the town of New Orleans.

We fired our guns and the British kept a comin',
There wasn't 'bout as many as there was awhile ago.
We fired once more and they began to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.

Oh we looked down the river and we seen the British come.
There must have been a hundred of 'em beatin' on a drum.
They stepped so high and they made their bugles ring.
We stood behind our cotton bales and didn't say a thing.

Old Hickory said we could take em by surprise,
if we didn¹t fire our muskets till we looked em in the eyes.
We held our fire till we seen their faces well,
then we opened up our squirrel guns and gave em a little ...

Well .... we...

....fired our guns and the British kept a comin',
There wasn't 'bout as many as there was awhile ago.
We fired once more and they began to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.

Well they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles,
and they ran through the bushes where a rabbit wouldn't go.
They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch em,
on down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.

We fired our cannons till the barrels melted down,
then we grabbed an alligator and we fired another round.
We filled his head with cannonballs and powdered his behind,
and when we touched the powder off, the gator lost his mind.

We fired our guns and the British kept a comin,
There wasn't 'bout as many as there was awhile ago.
We fired once more and they began to runnin
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.

Well they ran through the briars and they ran through the rambles,
and they ran through the bushes where a rabbit wouldn't go.
They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch em,
on down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.

When I want you in my arms,
when I want you and all your charms
Whenever I want you, all I have to do, is
Dream, dream dream dream

When I feel blue in the night,
and I need you to hold me tight
Whenever I want you, all I have to do, is
Dream, dream dream dream

I can make you mine, taste your lips of wine,
any time, night or day
Only trouble is, gee wiz,
I'm dreamin' my life away

I need you so that I could die,
I love you so, and that is why
Whenever I want you, all I have to do, is
Dream, dream dream dream, dream

I can make you mine, taste your lips of wine,
any time, night or day
Only trouble is, gee wiz, I
'm dreamin' my life away

I need you so that I could die,
I love you so, and that is why
Whenever I want you, all I have to do, is
Dream, dream dream dream (repeats out)

Wish that I was on Ole Rocky Top,
Down in the Tennessee Hills.
Ain't no smoggy smoke on Rocky Top,
Ain't no telephone bills.

Once there was a girl on Rocky Top,
Half bear the other half cat.
Wild as a mink, sweet as soda pop,
I still dream about that.

Rocky Top, you'll always be
Home sweet home to me.
Good ole Rocky Top,
Rocky Top Tennessee, Rocky Top Tennessee.

Once two strangers climbed on Rocky Top,
Lookin' for a moonshine still.
Strangers ain't come back from Rocky Top,
Guess they never will.

Corn won't grow at all on Rocky Top,
Dirt's too rocky by far.
That's why all the folks on Rocky Top
Get their corn from a jar.

Rocky Top, you'll always be
Home sweet home to me.
Good ole Rocky Top,
Rocky Top Tennessee, Rocky Top Tennessee.

Now I've had years of cramped up city life,
Trapped like a duck in a pen.
Now all I know is it's a pity life
Can't be simple again.

Rocky Top, you'll always be
Home sweet home to me.
Good ole Rocky Top,
Rocky Top Tennessee, Rocky Top Tennessee.

Rocky Top Tennessee, Rocky Top Tennessee.
Yeah Rocky Top Tennesee eee eee eee.

Merry-go-rounds and burial grounds
Are all the same to me.
Horses on post and kids and ghosts
Are spirits that we ought to set free.
Then city slicker pickers got a lot of
Slicker licks than me.
But ridin' the range and acting strange
Is where I want to be.

And I just wanna be a cosmic cowboy
I just wanna ride and rope and hoot (hoot!)
Well I just wanna be a cosmic cowboy
Talkin' 'bout a supernatural country rockin' galoot

Well skinny dippin' and Lone Star sippin' and steel guitar
And are just as good as Hollywood and some boogie-woogie bars.
I'm gonna buy me a vest and a head out west
My little woman and myself.
And when we come to town the people gather around
And marvel at the little baby's health.

And I just wanna be a cosmic cowboy
I just wanna ride and rope and hoot (hoot!)
Well I just wanna be a cosmic cowboy
I said a supernatural country rockin' galoot.

Then a big raccoon and a harvest moon
Keep rolling through my mind.
And a home on the range where the antelope play
Is sometimes hard to find.
So don't bury me on the lone prairie.
I'd rather play there alive.
Well, I'm doing my best I keep my farm in the west
My little bronco in over-drive.

And I just wanna be a cosmic cowboy
I just wanna ride and rope and hoot (hoot!)
Well I just wanna be a cosmic cowboy
Talkin' 'bout a supernatural country rockin' galoot.

And I just wanna be a cosmic cowboy
I just wanna ride and rope and hoot (hoot!)
Well I just wanna be a cosmic cowboy
Talkin' 'bout a supernatural country rockin' galoot

I was standing by my window,
On one cold and cloudy day
When I saw that hearse come rolling
For to carry my mother away

Will the circle be unbroken
by and by, Lord, by and by
There's a better home a-waiting
in the sky, Lord, in the sky

I said to that undertaker
undertaker please drive slow
for this lady you are carrying
Lord, I hate to see here go

Will the circle be unbroken
by and by, Lord, by and by
There's a better home a-waiting
in the sky, Lord, in the sky

Oh, I followed close behind her
Tried to hold up and be brave
But I could not hide my sorrow
When they laid her in the grave

Will the circle be unbroken
by and by, Lord, by and by
There's a better home a-waiting
in the sky, Lord, in the sky

I went back home, my home was lonesome
missed my mother, she was gone
all of my brothers, sisters crying
what a home so sad and lone

Will the circle be unbroken
by and by, Lord, by and by
There's a better home a-waiting
in the sky, Lord, in the sky

We sang the songs of childhood
Hymns of faith that made us strong
Ones that Mother Maybelle taught us
Hear the angels sing along

Will the circle be unbroken
by and by, Lord, by and by
There's a better home a-waiting
in the sky, Lord, in the sky

Will the circle be unbroken
by and by, Lord, by and by
There's a better home a-waiting
in the sky, Lord, in the sky