I met you in a dark crowd, drinking and laughing.
You said you was into needling,
I said, "I'm into haystacking."
Fine by me; fine by you.
Love you; love you, too.
Honey, let me walk around on your plantation.
I'll let you roll me over like a train station --
How do you do? Fine? Good. Then pass on through.
Gonna pick each other four flowers;
Your know we're only gonna give away two.
I must be long gone again.
Came home last night, couldn't bring myself to go in.
Long gone again.
Back toward your house, speeding.
I got this cowboy dream, and you gallop on in it.
Tell me where you want to be, give me five or ten minutes.
Funny people, you and me both:
Pressing up our mouths
And our foreign coasts to coast.
Drive you, little honey, with the windows open.
Grab the Hank Williams; I'll grab Chopin,
Little Jack Daniels and Concha Y Toro.
Spot me tonight,
You know I'm good to get you back tomorrow.