I'm Still Here Songtext
von Judy Collins
I'm Still Here Songtext
Good times and bum times
I′ve seen them all and my dear
I'm still here
Plush velvet sometimes
Sometimes just pretzels and beer
But I′m here
I've stuffed the dailies in my shoes
Strummed ukuleles sung the blues
Seen all my dreams disappear
But I'm here
I′ve slept in shanties
Guest of the W.P.A
And I′m here
Danced in my scanties
Three bucks a night was the pay
But I'm here
I′ve stood in bread lines with the best
Watched while the headlines did the rest
In the depression was I depressed?
Nowhere near
I met a big financier and I'm here
I′ve been through Gandhi
Windsor and Wally's affair
And I′m here
Amos 'n' Andy
Mah-jongg and platinum hair
And I′m here
Been through a cottage in key west
Back in the sixties did I protest?
Loud and clear
I been through Lindsay Lohan
And I′m here
I've gone through Herbert
And J. Edgar Hoover
Gee that was fun and a half
When you′ve been through Herbert
And J. Edgar Hoover
Anything else is a laugh
I've been through Reno
I′ve been through Beverly Hills
And I'm here
Reefers and vino
Rest cures religion and pills
And I′m here
Been called a 'Pinko' commie tool
Got through it stinko by my pool
I should have gone to an acting school
That seems clear
Still someone said "She′s sincere"
And I′m here
Black sable one day
Next day it goes into hock
But I'm here
Top billing Monday
Tuesday you′re touring in stock
But I'm here
First you′re another sloe-eyed vamp
Then someone's mother
Then you′re camp
Then you career from career to career
I'm almost through my memoirs
And I'm here
I′ve gone through
"Hey lady aren′t you Whoozis?"
Why what a looker you were
Or better yet
"Sorry, I thought you were Whoozis
Whatever happened to her?"
Good times and bum times
I've seen them all and my dear
I′m still here
Plush velvet sometimes
Sometimes just pretzels and beer
But I'm here
I′ve run the gamut A to Z
Three cheers and then it's C′est la vie
I've gone through all of last year
And I'm here
Lord knows at least I was there
And I′m here
I′m still here
And I'm here
I′ve seen them all and my dear
I'm still here
Plush velvet sometimes
Sometimes just pretzels and beer
But I′m here
I've stuffed the dailies in my shoes
Strummed ukuleles sung the blues
Seen all my dreams disappear
But I'm here
I′ve slept in shanties
Guest of the W.P.A
And I′m here
Danced in my scanties
Three bucks a night was the pay
But I'm here
I′ve stood in bread lines with the best
Watched while the headlines did the rest
In the depression was I depressed?
Nowhere near
I met a big financier and I'm here
I′ve been through Gandhi
Windsor and Wally's affair
And I′m here
Amos 'n' Andy
Mah-jongg and platinum hair
And I′m here
Been through a cottage in key west
Back in the sixties did I protest?
Loud and clear
I been through Lindsay Lohan
And I′m here
I've gone through Herbert
And J. Edgar Hoover
Gee that was fun and a half
When you′ve been through Herbert
And J. Edgar Hoover
Anything else is a laugh
I've been through Reno
I′ve been through Beverly Hills
And I'm here
Reefers and vino
Rest cures religion and pills
And I′m here
Been called a 'Pinko' commie tool
Got through it stinko by my pool
I should have gone to an acting school
That seems clear
Still someone said "She′s sincere"
And I′m here
Black sable one day
Next day it goes into hock
But I'm here
Top billing Monday
Tuesday you′re touring in stock
But I'm here
First you′re another sloe-eyed vamp
Then someone's mother
Then you′re camp
Then you career from career to career
I'm almost through my memoirs
And I'm here
I′ve gone through
"Hey lady aren′t you Whoozis?"
Why what a looker you were
Or better yet
"Sorry, I thought you were Whoozis
Whatever happened to her?"
Good times and bum times
I've seen them all and my dear
I′m still here
Plush velvet sometimes
Sometimes just pretzels and beer
But I'm here
I′ve run the gamut A to Z
Three cheers and then it's C′est la vie
I've gone through all of last year
And I'm here
Lord knows at least I was there
And I′m here
I′m still here
And I'm here
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