I never made a promise that I thought could not be broken
I never had a moment where I thought I might be hopeless
And I never gave a thought, never entertained the notion
That I was not the captain, and this was not my ocean
And should I not drink equally the poison and the potion of my youth
She likes the way the old folks shake
Like something was trying to keep them awake
And she talked more than I did
More than the 24-hour news
I never could get over it
Soaked, wet, and overspent
Tell me, is it over yet, blues?
I never rode no freight train
Never had no right-hand man
Never gave a thought as to how it all might end
All the faces, all the places
I'll never see again
All the nights and constellations
I've never been no sucker
And I never had no seersucker suit
Around her neck
Got red hands
She's well protected
But she understands she's unexpected
She's making plans
She's gone electric
Sleeps in the van
She's in the band
She's in the band
All I can recall now
And all I will forget
And all that's tried to hold me
Well, they haven't got me yet
And all that's tried to hold me
And all that's tried to know me
Come on, be empty as a thread
Hey, come on, be empty
Be empty as a thread
Be empty as a thread
Turn the music off
She likes the way the old folks shave
She likes the way the old folks shake
She likes the way the new folks shake
And she like
She like
She likes the way the old folks shave
Something is trying toช







Keep them awake
Wish you'd talk more than the 24-hour news
But we never could get over it
Soaking wet and overspent
Probably too young to forget
Tell me, is it over yet, please?