Lay Down Your Weary Tune Again - Steve Forbert

In spite of you, you like yourself

An’that’s alright with me,

It gets so lonesome fillin’space

Erase them golden memories

An’blow the candle out,

Let’s get on off away somewhere

An’see what we’re about.

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Lay down your weary tune again

and rest your head on me,

Your phone call says you’re sorry

An’the grapevine says you’re free.

Your drugstore dady’s flesh an’blood

An’out there on the runway now

The king’s all set to go.

They’ll cover up the window soon

'Cause he’ll be rollin’in,

He’s Elvis Presley, honey chile,

An’I can’t cop his grin.

The missionary paid my way

An’put me off to sleep,

I woke up early yesterday

An’found a place to eat.

I got it down an’felt relieved

An’Jane went off to work,

It’s wooden soldier’s Christmas time

An’Jane she is a clerk.

In spite of you, you like yourself

An’I admire you much.

I’m out to get us back in sync,

'Cause we’ve been so out of touch.

Just meet me next to Noah’s ark

An’let’s get out of town,

There’s got to be someplace somewhere

These rain clouds haven’t found.