Croce lyrics

Oh my room will always have some people

You see Johnny Carson is a friend of mine

And my music box will always play me something

If something's what I need to ease my mind
Take what you want

I'll feel much better

Don't hang around

Till I get myself together

You can leave those pieces right there where they fell

Someone else will come along and pick 'em up

Say what the hell

Tell me, what do people do

When there ain't nothin' to do?

When there's nobody else around to do

Nothin' with or to

Have you ever been in that position in a small town motel room
Where the diners all close at nine

And the trucks keep a rollin' by

And you just can't get to sleep

Even though there's nothin' on your mind?

Tell me what do people say

The last face that I looked on

Can't recall too much about

The image of it left me

Each time the lights went out
The last mind that I wandered

I remember how I ran

Just to find the road had ended

Just where it began

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The next man that I marry

There ain't nothin' he won't do

Most likely love me too much

The next hands that I hide in

I'm a dreamer by nature

And I've always been tryin'

To dream myself out of this world that I'm in

In my dreams I escape all the troubles around
And it hasn't cost a penny

For the pleasures I've found

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What is the part

That I'll play today

Beggar, a bus'ness man, king for a day?

I've played many parts

And I'm the first to agree

If it were just another day

You know I might have stayed

But I couldn't hang around

To be beaten to the ground

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You asked me for something

You know I couldn't lend

You tried to make me break

But it hurt too much to bend

And the more I see of what used to be our love, I find

That we've just been going nowhere

And we're never gonna get there

Perhaps I'll never show this world all I could be

I just can't sing to any man the song he wants to hear

And I know that some won't like me

Others try to be my friend
But I'm all of me, and that's all that I am

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And if life is for the living

Then why can't men be real

'Stead of hidin' in their costumes

Forgettin' how to feel, forgettin' how to feel

My dusty feet have kicked the stones

Between a thousand railroad ties

From Boston down to New Orleans

I left the girls a-cryin'
But I've still got some ramblin' in me

Got some miles left on my shoes

And before I take a job again

I'll have to be low-down

Cryin' the blues

So it's goodbye, baby, the whistle is a-blowin'

If I miss the train I'll have to stay around

I've been up and down and around and round and back again
Been so many places I can't remember where or when
And my only boss was the clock on the wall and my only friend
Never really was a friend at all

I've traded love for pennies
Sold my soul for less
Lost my ideas in that long tunnel of time
And I've turned inside out and around about and back and then

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Big wheel, don't you roll

Big diesel, don't you whine

Through the night as I'm runnin' down the road
Big semi, don't you stop, 'cause if you do I'm not

Gonna make it back to Baltimore with my load

Well, the truckstop's warm and friendly

And the coffee keeps me up

And the waitress there would like to waste my time

But I'll have to pass it by

As it's down the road I fly

Spin, spin, spin

Spin around, spin around

The harlequin dances in a costume of green

Spin around
But under his makeup his age can't be seen

Spin around

But where are you spinnin'

When will you know

That life is for livin'

That it isn't a show?

Spin, spin, spin

Spin around, spin around

You look out on the city from your penthouse so high

Spin around

I'd like to think about her

And the way she used to love me

But I just can't live without her

'Cause her arms are not around me
And the season's getting later

And my body's getting colder

And the vespers ring and I'm all alone

Without my love beside me

She'd call me in the evenin'

And ask me to come over

She'd be standing by the window

With her hair down around her shoulder