Spanish Pipedream (Live)

She was a level headed dancer on the road to alcohol

And I was just a soldier on my way to

Montrealwell she pressed her chest against me

About the time the juke box broke

Yeah she gave me a peck on the back of the neck

And these are the words she spoke

Blow up your

Tv throw away your paper

Go to the country build you a home

Plant a little garden eat a lot of peaches

Try an' find

Jesus on your own

Well I sat there at the table and

I acted real naive

For I knew that topless lady had something up her sleeve

Well she danced around the bar room

And she did the hoochy coo

Yeah she sang her song all night long

Tellin' me what to do

Blow up your

Tv throw away your paper

Go to the country build you a home

Plant a little garden eat a lot of peaches

Try an' find

Jesus on your own

Well I was young and hungry

And about to leave that place

When just as

I was leavin'

Well she looked me in the face

I said you must know the answer

She said no but I'll give it a try

And to this very day we've been livin' our way

Here is the reason why

We blew up our

Tv threw away our paper

Went to the country built us a home

Had a lot of children fed 'em on peaches

They all found

Jesus on their own