Grayson Hugh - Universal Everglade Blues Lyrics
I ain't got no land to sell, no bridges or schemesNo messages or motives, no field of dreamsI ain't meddlin' or peddlin', I'm just messin' aroundI'm just passin' through your town like a circus or a cloudAll the motorcycle gypsies gonna sing real loudEvery clown's got a history when they take off their shroudI got a wagonful of songs, gonna spill 'em on the streetAnd all the stray dogs and cats can come out to eatAnd if you're so inclined I hope you tap your feetYou can fiddle with your fingers, find a garbage can to beatCause all God's children got to bang on a drumEverybody want to come and get me someAnd if you perchance can remember some timeWhen you fell down in a meadow wet with starlight and wineAnd you heard the big cows far-off breathin' and sighin'And the frogs chirpin' love-crazy down in the slimeAnd if all you wanted to do was keep on hearin' that songI believe that we might have somethin' in commonIn the cities and the country, on the lonely lanesOn invisible trails left by the night-time planesIn the curves and the circles of all human veinsThere's the same silent rush that keeps on whisperin' our nameIn the shadow-fallin' footsteps of all the ancient godsEverybody's got a heart like a lightnin' rodHey, old man Pan, he was a good friend of mineI used to listen to him playin' down where the swamp trees entwineOn the little weird horn he sure could wail and whineHe could uproot trees, he could unplug timeHe was the first rock 'n roller that I ever listened toYou should catch his act, he's playin' for me and youOh take me down, babyTake me down to the swampTake me downThat's where I wantTo be my baby, baby
