Drunken Poet'€™s Dream Lyrics

Drunken Poet's Dream
as performed by Ray Wylie Hubbard
Stadard Tuning
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I Got a woman wild as Rome
She likes being naked and gazed upon
She crosses a bridge, she sets it on fire
Lands like a bird on a telephone wire
I'm gonna holler and I'm gonna scream
I'm gonna get me some Mescaline
And then I'm gonna rhyme that with gasoline
It's a drunken poet's dream
There's some money on the table
and a pistol on the floor
A few paperback books by Louis L'Amour
Whiskey bottles are scattered like last nights clothes
With cigarettes, papers, and Oreos
My harmonica has got a busted reed
My lips are chapped and about to bleed
She says that's nothing, when she was a kid
She danced with the dead at the Pyramids
Chorus + harmonica break
Now I'll never pay back my student loan
Smelling like 'shine or cheap cologne
She tells me not to worry 'bout Judgement day
She says dying to get in heaven just aint our way
(slower)
I got a woman wild as Rome
(and fade)
She likes being naked and gazed upon