Letras de Thirsty Boots

As a matter of fact, we stole this next tune
I was talking about that, you know
We stole this next tune from the Girl Scout handbook
Like to dedicate it to the Girl Scouts for two reasons
First of all, we think they wear such neat uniforms

And secondly, we think they do such really dandy work around the block
Cookie sales in the Bay Area alone this
Year are up forty-nine percent, we′re told
Good hustling, girls
We'd also like to dedicate it to the Cub Scouts
Because recently on a tour of the East Coast
We ran across probably one of the wildest
Den mothers you can possibly believe

Running a real den in the Boston area, which was kind of funny

So this song is dedicated to all those people
Who really want to know where we get the material
One and two and three and four
Oh, good
There′s a capo on this thing
I'll go through it once more
Uh-oh, uh-oh, there's trouble on stage
Uh-oh, hold on, folks
Thought he was at the Allstate′s picnic and Iowa was called up
One and two and three and four

You′ve long been on the open road
You've been sleeping in the rain
From the dirty words, the mud of cells
Your clothes are dark and stained
But the dirty words, the muddy cells
Will soon be judged insane
So only stop and rest yourself
And you′ll be off again

Sorry
It's my big number
Just that, that was my big number, everyone
Thank you very much
We′re a little late, good night
There's, there′s people tittering at me down here in the front row

Johnny, they were, you heard 'em
Johnny, come back
The hisser's back there, still in heat

Jesus, I knew it was something like that
They′re tittering down here at me
Would you stop tittering?

Who tittered?
Right in this area, there′s a definite titter
I mean it
Who's doing it?
They want, they want to see Rickles
They′ll pay two-fifty and go in and get a bad seat

What are you gonna do?
You wanna do this song or you wanna do the next one?
We could do the next song and then come back and do this one again
Oh, good, yeah
They got a couple of days, Nick
They have nothing to do, you know
Oh, where's to go here, man?
You know, after this show, there′s nothing else open
They can go over to Harvey's and watch him put
Witch hazel on the floor for a half an hour

This is really a very pretty song
You wanna do this?
Lights

Frank Werber, our manager, is up there in the booth going, uh
"Well, the other guy had to leave, huh?"
One and two and three and four

You′ve long been on the open road
You've been sleeping in the rain
From the dirty words, the mud of cells
Your clothes are dark and stained
But the dirty words, the muddy cells
Will soon be judged insane
So only stop and rest yourself
And you'll be off again

Then take off your thirsty boots
And stay for a while
Your feet are hot and weary
Come a dusty mile
And maybe I can make you laugh
Maybe I can try

Looking for the evening
And the morning in your eyes

Then tell me of the ones you′ve seen as far as you can see
Across the plain from field to town a-marchin′ to be free
And of the rusted prison gates that tumble by degree
Like laughin' children one by one they look like you and me

Then take off your thirsty boots and stay for a while
Your feet are hot and weary, come a dusty mile
And maybe I can make you laugh, maybe I can try
Lookin′ for the evenin' and the mornin′ in your eyes

I know you are no stranger down the crooked rainbow trail
From dancing cliff edge shattered sails of slandered shackled jails
And the melodies drift from below as the walls are bein' scaled
Yes all of this and more my friend your song shall not be failed

Then take off your thirsty boots and stay for a while
Your feet are hot and weary, come a dusty mile
And maybe I can make you laugh, maybe I can try
Lookin′ for the evenin' and the mornin' in your eyes

Then take off your thirsty boots and stay for a while
Your feet are hot and weary, come a dusty mile
And maybe I can make you laugh, maybe I can try
Lookin′ for the evenin′ and the mornin' in your eyes
Lookin′ for the evenin' and the mornin′ in your eyes