Big Mouth Blues

Gram Parsons

Oh, well, I was born in alittle bitty tar hut 
And they called me a man 'cause I couldn't 
keep my big, big mouth shut 
So what's the sense of me sitting here leaving 
When any ole day I might be even 
And Lord knows that New York City's got 
a lot to do with it 
I wish someday I could find the way 
to get it out of my grain 
This dirty old town's gonna sink right down 
and I don't want to go with it 
Well I wish there was a way that 
I knew to get even 
A way to get a lick in 
A 'bobbin' and a 'weavin' 
Any ole thing besides goin' and a'leavin' 
You can do on a train 

Well, I once knew a man who sailed around 
the world twice 
He would have made it three but he took 
a lot of bad advice 
So you just tell me what's the sense of me 
sittin' here leavin' 
When any ole day I might get even 
And Lord knows New York City's got 
alot to do with it 
I wish someday I could find a way to get it out 
of my brain 
This dirty old town's gonna sink right down 
and I don't want to go with it 
I wish there was a way that I knew to get even, 
way to get a lick in 
A 'bobbin' and a'weavin' 
Any ole thing besides goin' and a'leavin' 
You can do on a train 
Oh, yes! 

Well, I once knew a man who sailed around 
the world twice 
But his motor cooled down and now he's 
deliverin' ice 
Tell me what's the sense of him 
sittin' here leavin' 
When any ole day he might get even 
And Lord knows New York City's got 
a lot to do with it 
I wish someday he could find a way to get it out 
of his brain 
This dirty old town's gonna sink right down 
and I don't want to go with it 
I wish there was a way that I knew to get even 
Way to get a lick in 
A 'bobbin and a'weavin' 
And all the things besides goin' and a'leavin' 
You can do on a train 
Oh, yeah