ฟังเพลงGulf Moon

A corner dive down on the s****e

Where the windows hang with a neon flare

Regulars shoot horse and pool

While the barmaid wishes the place half full

She works the jar with a discount flirt

A faded Houston Oilers shirt

While an old crow sings down on the stage

Thumbin' the chords on a crinkled page

He plays his Zevon tune

Beneath the gulf moon

Take a walk down along the wall

You'll go right on past the carnival

Hand in hand with the keeper kind

The kind that ties to the ties that bind

Don't care for the carnie man

Or the fortune teller that reads your hand

They just beeline for a bungalow

Where the curtains flutter and candles glow

In the heart of June

Beneath the gulf moon

And here I'm on a midnight porch

Lookin' up at a butane torch

That hangs behind a black expanse

Where stars flicker and planets dance

And it's probably time I pack it in

With a glass half-full of Jameson

Well, I was born to croon

I might as well, 'neath the gulf moon

Down by the jetty, near the Balinese Pier

The curmudgeons drink the yellow belly beer

And they ***** about the price of gas

And the fish that they can't seem to catch

They blame it on the islands way down south

From the bayou marsh and the delta mouth

Where choppers roll, and the tankers come

In a midnight daze for the oil drum

They can't leave too soon

'Neath the gulf moon