Wooden Nickels and Fakes

Verse 1

I was finding love with me I told you I could talk

You've been down the road a little son done in by the wake

Now our whole cover's blown they couldn't even fry me

If they tried me give it up goin' south of town

Chorus

It's been a start to find a way to get bit in the heart

all this restless misery has left me blown apart

like Tyler Texas Diamond Mines

it wasn't the young men blind I's worried 'bout

But it tastes like Bob Dylan slept in my mouth last night

Verse 2

Yeaaaahhh it tastes like Bob Dylan slept in my mouth last night

He used to surprise a billion

now to reach one is a fight

you silly so and so

Hold your pre-82 penny rolls

64 JFKs

Beware of Franklin Morgan Jefferson

wooden nickels and fakes galore

Instrumental Break

Verse 3

He took so much cabbage while you're up in Friday smoke

in the baggage claim department

"osprey" is all she wrote

this time after sunset

These thoughts will be long gone

who am I kiddin'

I guess me all along

Chorus

It's been a start to find a way to soothe my cocaine heart

in a Hazard County hideaway

I'd make a brand new start

where the diamond blind all look sore

Round glass and cinder eyes

been working by the years I can sympathize

sympathize awhile boys

Instrumental Break

Outro

even after the used to being called a has-been

this jackhammer good morning ain't even bright

I could take them as belonging to the rain-born landing light

Think I'm kiddin' going on and on about it right

Chorus

I was finding love with me I told you I could talk

You've been down the road little son done in by the wake

you were too smart so young and broke you in the crate

Now those vic chestnuts you're gonna have to make

Think I'm kiddin' it tastes like Bob

Dylan slept in my mouth last night

Hear me going on and on

You know that just ain't right

Gonna take a lot of floss and gargle

to make me see the light