Stoop´s so fine on a summer´s eve
When you sit outside for a short reprieve
Talk to folks as they come and leave
Jono, Jay, and Crazy Steve.

Night is down but it´s bright as day
You haven´t been around since you went away
Feels so good so that´s what you say
Folks say hi, but you say, "Hey."

Well, that old mad dog, he´s barking for the blues bone
Orpheus got a black book and a telephone
Plays that lyre ´cause he doesn´t want to be alone;
One look back.......

Buy a beer, find a place to stand
Have a couple laughs and hear the band
Smoke a couple of your favorite brand
Wake up with a stamp on the back of your hand.

Don´t blame me, it´s all been Laraby´s gang, now, now.
Don´t blame me for the song that the Nightingale sang, now, now.
Don´t blame me ´bout the vanishing waif,
Don´t blame me if your safe ain´t safe, now, now.

Sun comes up, you´re still awake.
There´s the sky, still as a lake.
Not even that can drown the ache,
Looks so high, it must be fake