Ray Wylie Hubbard - Drunkin poets dream

^FI've got a woman she's wi^Fld as R^Fome ^FShe like being naked and ^Fgazed u^Fpon ^FShe crosses a bridge and ^Fsets it^F on fire ^Flands like a bird on a te^Flephone^F wire

^GI'm gonna hollar and i'm gonna scream ^FI'm gonna get me some mescaline ^Gthen I'm gonn ryme that with gasoline ^Fit's a drunken poets ^Fdream

^Fthere's some money on the table and a p^Fistol on the ^Ffloor ^Fa few paper back books by L^Foiue L'am^Four ^Fwiskey bottles are scattered like l^Fast nights c^Flothes ^Fwith ciggarettes, papers and ^Foreos^{F F}my harmonica has got a ^Fbusted r^Feed ^Flips are chapped and ab^Fout to b^Fleed ^Fshe says thats nothing when s^Fhe was a ^Fkid ^Fshe danced with the dead at the ^Fpyramid^Fs

^Fnow i'll never pay back my ^Fstudent l^Foans ^Fsmellin like coors and c^Fheap ^Fcolgne ^Fshe tells me not to worry about j^Fudgement ^Fday ^Fshe says dieng to live in heaven just ^Faint our ^Fway

^Fnow i got a woman whos ^Fwild as ^FRome ^FShe likes being naked and^F gazed ^Fupon