Me and Jimmie Rodgers Songtext
von Bobby Bare
Me and Jimmie Rodgers Songtext
Yeah, Saturday night is our big romantic night
It′s a sentimental night
For some it means dancing or touching or loving
For others it means a different kind of pretending
Maybe just uh, dreaming about what it was like to be young
What was it like? What were our dreams back then
Me and Jimmie Rodgers used to ride them
Rollin' boxcars in the summer time
And Jimmie he′d play his guitar
And I'd lay back and watch the stars and sip my wine
And me and Audie Murphy
Used to crawl out on our bellies
Through the German lines
No, Audie I won't leave you here
I′ll pull you through ′cause
Buddy you're a pal of mine (alright)
Me and Phil Rizzuto didn′t we move 'round
Like lightnin′ on the double play
And I'd look over in the stands and Marilyn
Would see me and she′d smile and wave
Hell no Coach Lombardi this old broken back
Ain't nothin' if the game was saved
And fellers if I don′t pull through
Just put a little golden football on my grave
John Wayne he once said to me them Japs will take the Island
And we′ve got to save the old Red White and Blue
Someone's got to swim out to the submarine and warn ′em
And you know Bare, I hate like hell to ask you to
You know me and Sugar Ray
We used to spar together up in Stillman's Gym
Knowin′ someday it would be
The garden and the championship for me or him
And Coop if no one in this town
Is man enough to back you when Frank Miller comes
Then come High Noon I'll walk with you
I may be young but I know how to use a gun
Betty Grable don′t you cry you know you can be a star
And with my drinkin' I'd just hold you back
So go on and sign the contracts hon′
And I′ll read about you in
Some old newspaper blowin' cross
Some lonesome hobo camp
′Cause me and Jimmie Rodgers used to ride them
Rollin' boxcars in the summer time
Jimmie he′d play his guitar
I'd lay back and watch the stars and sip my wine
And me and Audie Murphy
Still to crawl out on our bellies
Through the German lines
At away there′s scooter shoot that ball to me
And I swear we'll get two this time
Ah!, a lot of people here are over 40
Thank you
Adam
Hahaha
Ok
It′s a sentimental night
For some it means dancing or touching or loving
For others it means a different kind of pretending
Maybe just uh, dreaming about what it was like to be young
What was it like? What were our dreams back then
Me and Jimmie Rodgers used to ride them
Rollin' boxcars in the summer time
And Jimmie he′d play his guitar
And I'd lay back and watch the stars and sip my wine
And me and Audie Murphy
Used to crawl out on our bellies
Through the German lines
No, Audie I won't leave you here
I′ll pull you through ′cause
Buddy you're a pal of mine (alright)
Me and Phil Rizzuto didn′t we move 'round
Like lightnin′ on the double play
And I'd look over in the stands and Marilyn
Would see me and she′d smile and wave
Hell no Coach Lombardi this old broken back
Ain't nothin' if the game was saved
And fellers if I don′t pull through
Just put a little golden football on my grave
John Wayne he once said to me them Japs will take the Island
And we′ve got to save the old Red White and Blue
Someone's got to swim out to the submarine and warn ′em
And you know Bare, I hate like hell to ask you to
You know me and Sugar Ray
We used to spar together up in Stillman's Gym
Knowin′ someday it would be
The garden and the championship for me or him
And Coop if no one in this town
Is man enough to back you when Frank Miller comes
Then come High Noon I'll walk with you
I may be young but I know how to use a gun
Betty Grable don′t you cry you know you can be a star
And with my drinkin' I'd just hold you back
So go on and sign the contracts hon′
And I′ll read about you in
Some old newspaper blowin' cross
Some lonesome hobo camp
′Cause me and Jimmie Rodgers used to ride them
Rollin' boxcars in the summer time
Jimmie he′d play his guitar
I'd lay back and watch the stars and sip my wine
And me and Audie Murphy
Still to crawl out on our bellies
Through the German lines
At away there′s scooter shoot that ball to me
And I swear we'll get two this time
Ah!, a lot of people here are over 40
Thank you
Adam
Hahaha
Ok
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