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The Last Trip to Tulsa (Live Baton Rouge 1973)
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Neil Young
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Well, I used to drive a cab, you know I heard a siren scream I pulled over to the corner and I fell into a dream There were two men eating pennies And three young girls who cried "The West coast is falling, I see rocks in the sky" The preacher took his Bible and he laid it on the stool He said "With the congregation running Why should I play the fool?" Well, I used to be a folk singer Keeping managers alive When you saw me on a corner And told me I was jive So I unlocked your mind, you know To see what I could see If you guarantee the postage I'll mail you back the key Well I woke up in the morning With an arrow through my nose There was an Indian in the corner Trying on my clothes Well, I used to be asleep you know With blankets on my bed I stayed there for a while till they discovered I was dead The coroner was friendly, and I liked him quite a lot If I hadn't have been a woman I suppose I'd never have been caught They gave me back my house and car And nothing more was said I caught a train to Baton Rouge It was a deadhead I was chopping down a palm tree When a friend dropped by to ask If I would feel less lonely If he helped me swing the axe I said, "No, it's not a case of being lonely we have here I've been working on this palm tree For eighty seven years" He said, "Go get lost!" and walked toward his Cadillac I chopped down the palm tree And it landed on his back That's too bad
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