Penicillin Penny,She's the queen of the Sunset Strip.If she ever gives you anyThen you better see your doctor real quick.From the backseat of Cadillac carsTo the floor of mens room...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Shel Silverstein
There once was a boy named Gimmesome Roy. He was nothing like me or you.'Cause laying back and getting high was all he cared to do.As a kid, he sat in the cellar, sniffing airplane...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Shel Silverstein
Dave McGunn was a surfin' bum, half-crazed by the blazin' sun.From Waikiki to the Bering Sea, he rode 'em one by one.Now he hung offshore 'bout a mile or more, out where the dolphi...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Shel Silverstein
One a.m. and here I setTwo a.m. and you ain't home yetI don't wanna think where you might be.Guess I'll go and get me stoned.Lord, I feel so all aloneHow I wish that you'd come hom...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Shel Silverstein
Put another log on the fire.Cook me up some bacon and some beans.And go out to the car and change the tire.Wash my socks and sew my old blue jeans.Come on, baby, you can fill my pi...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Shel Silverstein
Lately I been giving everything I got to feeling alone.Baby, you got me living one of those hard luck songs on the radio.Oh, and I know if I change the station I'll get the same so...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Shel Silverstein
They say a Red-Neck and a Hippie should never get marriedBut we just laughed and done it anyway.For a while life was fine...cause your life's so different from mineBut now it seems...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Shel Silverstein
(Spoken Intro: There was a time in the days of our glorious west when a sun-baked cowboy would come ridin' his horse into town and he'd be sweating and tired, andhe never did get a...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Shel Silverstein
If you ever get down Nashville wayAnd you're lookin' for a laid back place to stay,You ain't got too much money to pay,I know a spot that's got to glow you away.Just ring the bell ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Shel Silverstein
I have pawned...my golden recordsI have sold...my sequence suitsFor a bottle...of rye whiskeyI gave up...my fancy bootsNow I stand...here on the cornerWith a sad...sad tale to tell...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Shel Silverstein