Kevin's Watch

Country roads take me home
to the place I belong
West Virginia, Mountain Mama
Take me home down country roads...

I'll take you home again Kathleen
across the ocean wild and wide
To where your heart has ever been
since first you were my bonny bride

A swallow comes and tells me of her dreams
She says she'd like to know just what they mean
I feel like I could die
as I watch her flying by
ride the north wind down to see Kathleen.

Here he comes
That's Kathy's clown

Now there's some sad things known to man
But not too much sadder than
The tears of a clown, when there's no one around

Take a good look at my face
YOu'll see my smile looks out of place
If you look closer it's easy to trace
The tracks of my tears

Crying over you
Crying over you
Then you said "So long"
Left me standing all alone
Alone and crying, crying, crying, crying

I'll love that boy until the day I die
and til the day I do
I'm gonna cry cry cry

You don't know how to play the game
You cheat
You lie
You make me wanna' cry

Three thousand feet up! Up the side of Mount Crumpit,
He rode to the tiptop to dump it!
"Pooh-pooh to the Whos!" he was grinch-ish-ly humming.
"They're finding out now that no Christmas is coming!
"They're just waking up! I know just what they'll do!
"Their mouths will hang open a minute or two
"The all the Whos down in Who-ville will all cry BOO-HOO!"

You take me for granted
and it's breaking my heart
and sure as the sun shines
I'll be a lifetime
not knowing if I've done my part

Sunshine go away today, I don't feel much like dancin'

Start spreading the news, I'm leaving today
I want to be a part of it - New York, New York
These vagabond shoes, are longing to stray
Right through the very heart of it - New York, New York

I'm walking on new ground
singing a new song
tomorrow there's no telling where I'll be

New York, New York, it's a helluva town
The Bronx is up and the Battery's down
The subway runs through a hole in the ground
New York, New York

Neeeeewww York is where I'd rather stay
I get a llergic smelling hay
I just a dore a penthouse view
dahlin I love ya but give me park avenue

Green Acres!!!

The old house is still standing,
Though the paint is cracked and dry
And there's an old oak tree that I used to play on
Down the lane I'll walk with my sweet Mary
Hair of gold and lips like cherries
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home

Home's where the heart is and all of my
Treasures are there (my old friend Dottie Rambo)

When I was an itty bitty baby,
My momma would rock me in the cradle
In them old cotton fields back home

Reuben James
You still walk the furrowed fields of my mind
The tattered shirt, withered brow
Calloused hands upon the plow
I loved you then and I love you now
Reuben James