Big Jim Fisher stood about six-foot-four,
But he didn't have a half a mind to what young Billy had in store.
Billy said man, there ain't but one way to resolve our sins!
When times are as tough as these,
you've gotta throw caution to the wind.
So gather up your riches Jimmy, gather up your gold!
We're gonna make a deal out on Jellyby Road!

A beggar man, a preacher man, a cut-throat and a thief,
All met up around two a.m. and stood in disbelief.
The beggar man said hey fellas,
what's our chance of doing this right?
But the preacher man said don't make a sound
until those torches fade from sight!
Just keep one hand on your pistol and get ready to unload,
'cause that's how things get done out here on Jellyby Road!

Farmer Will told old blind Bill, man, don't you get me out of bed,
or this old fool is likely to put some buckshot in your head.
Bill told farmer Will, man you've got to come and see!
There's a ruckus going on just like I've never ever seen.
Farmer Will yelled lock that door and shut those windows tight!
It sounds like there's a deal going down on Jellyby Road tonight!

Ellie-May Johanson heard a scream come across her yard.
It seemed to come from Watson's Bridge,
half a mile past the Land of Nod.
Ellie-May called Reverend Jim and said something just aint right!
I hear the sounds of hell breaking loose, ringing through the night!
Reverend Jim said calm yourself, and pour a shot of Gin!
'cause that's just the sound of a deal going down
on Jellyby road again!

Well I just got back from Jimmy's Garage,
Where we smoked that wacky-weed,
We played nine-five-two all night long,
At half the normal speed.

(Chorus)
I tell ya Jimmy's garage is the place to be.
Yeah, Jimmy's garage is the place to be.

Well you really ought to get yourself there,
It's really something to see!
He's got fifteen-some hundred watts of heat,
And he's giving it out for free!

(Chorus)
I said Jimmy's Garage is the place to be.
Yeah, Jimmy's Garage is the place to be.

He's got nekkid women hanging on the wall,
He's got pop and chips, man and that ain't all,
You'd better get yourself there if you know what's right,
We're gonna party at Jimmy's all through the night!

(Chorus)
'Cause Jimmy's Garage is the place to be,
Yeah Jimmy's Garage is the place to be.
Jimmy's garage is the place to be.
I said Jimmy's Garage is the place to be.

We've been through some bad times,
When troubles abound.
But somehow through the madness,
We kept our feet on the ground.
And I've spent most of my life,
Wiping tears from your eyes,
But I have always loved you.

So baby come on over here,
Sit down on my lap.
You know you're my woman,
And nothing can ever change that.
And though I've spent most of our lives,
Wiping tears from your eyes.
Still I have always loved you.

And now life rolls by, like raindrops on glass.
And the days turn into memories, as the years roll past.
And I've spent most of those days,
Wiping tears from your eyes.
But I have always loved you.

Sorrow's woman, I thought I heard your mama cry.
Sorrow's woman, I thought I heard your mama cry.
But it must have been some other,
'Cause you say your mama don't care if you die.

Sorrow's woman, you know your life really aint that rough.
Sorrow's woman, you know your life really aint that rough.
There's a good home that's waiting,
And all you have to do is want it enough.

(Bridge)
Oh, I feel your pain.
Oh, I feel your pain.
Oh, I feel your pain.

Sorrow's woman, I thought I heard your mama cry.
Sorrow's woman, I thought I heard your mama cry.
Well it must have been another.
You say your mother don't care if you die.

There's a young man sleeping under a bridge down there,
With worn out, shattered dreams and unkempt hair,
He gets up and lights up a smoke he found,
And wonders what the hell went wrong, and why his family aint around.

(Chorus)
And he's not exactly sure, of what he's fearing.
The rain wont let up, the clouds aint clearing.
His smile is twisted lord.
His eyes are tearing.
'Cause life's just an empty chore,
When your hope and faith keeps disappearing.

And there's a young girl, standing in a doorway downtown,
She spends her days lord, picking cigarettes from the ground,
Through cold, tormented eyes she stares at the passers by,
'Another day' she thinks, 'Another half a dozen reasons to cry.'

(Chorus)
And she's not exactly sure, of what she's fearing.
The rain wont let up, the clouds aint clearing.
Her smile is twisted lord.
her eyes are tearing.
'Cause life's just an empty chore,
When your hope and faith Keeps disappearing.

And there's an old man with worn out shoes.
Torn, tattered rags on his back,
And a half empty bottle of booze.
He thinks back on better times,
When his body was swift and strong.
His youth has left him now,
But this old, grey man keeps lingering on.

(Chorus)
And he's not exactly sure, of what he's fearing.
The rain wont let up, but there's a rainbow appearing.
He sits back and rests while,
As he feels his mind clearing.
For here in this final hour,
His hope and faith is re-appearing.

Woman shed your sorrows,
Help me shed me grace,
Lift me up with your religion,
And bring a smile to my face.

Woman shed your prudence,
And cast down your eyes,
Help divert my attention,
From these cold, impending, indigo skies.

(Chorus)
And I don't mind, that the seasons keep turning,
But I can't understand why,
They keep turning on me.

Woman I adore you,
But the time has come again,
When my thoughts will turn to anguish,
As the warmth of summer ends

So woman shed your anger,
Woman shed your soul,
A grey October's moving in,
Demanding it's toll.

(Chorus)
And I don't mind, that the seasons keep turning,
But I can't understand why,
They keep turning on me.

So woman shed your sorrow,
Help me shed my grace,
LIft me up with your religion,
Bring a smile to face.

Take count of your emotions,
Take count of your strength,
Take count of your resilience,
Take count of your faith.

(Chorus)
And I don't mind, that the seasons keep turning,
But I can't understand why,
They keep turning on me.

Oh, They're turning on me.
They keep turning on me.

Well I've been feeling like I'm losing,
The whole world seemed down on me,
But in my state of mass confusion,
I missed the love I failed to see.

I've been worrying that I'm a poor man,
Although my house is lined with gold,
I know the love of a good woman,
And those kind of riches can't be sold.

(Chorus)
It's just a matter of how you look at things!

I've gotta stop and take a look now,
And turn my head around before it breaks,
I've gotta make the best of the situation,
I've gotta do all that it takes.

'Cause I've been feeling like I'm sinking,
Can't shake this feeling that I'm going down,
But when I stop and take a look now,
Joy and love is all around.

(Chorus)
It's just a matter of how you look at things.

I've got a little magic wand that'll give you anything you want.
I found it in Louisiana, way back down in the swamp.
Well it's big and round, kinda fat and thick.
It's my extra special magical Voodoo stick.

(Chorus)
Well my baby got nosey, started pokin' around,
She found my Voodoo stick and started gettin' on down.
But she's gonna find herself in a heap of trouble real quick,
'Cause she can't stop messin' with my Voodoo stick!

Well my Voodoo stick's really got some magic powers,
'Cause every time she sees it, lord she plays with it for hours!
She starts bending and twirling, casting her tricks,
She wouldn't be satisfied if I had two Voodoo sticks!

(Chorus)
Well she craves it more than anything in the world,
My Voodoo stick's gonna be the end of that girl!
She's gonna find herself in a mess of trouble real quick,
'Cause she can't stop messin' with my Voodoo stick!

Well that dandelion wine,
Lord it sure tastes good to me.
Yeah that dandelion wine,
Lord it sure tastes good to me.
But that dandelion wine,
Makes me so blind that I can't see.

I lose my inhabitions,
It makes me mad and drives me wild.
I lose my inhabitions,
It makes me mad and drives me wild.
But that dandelion wine,
Leaves me helpless as a child.

Well that dandelion wine,
Pulls me down and leaves me blue,
Yeah that dandelion wine,
Pulls me down and leaves me blue,
Oh that dandelion wine,
It's just got to be the devil's brew.

Well my children, let your daddy see you,
Let him tell you something, that you might not understand,
In this life child, nothing really matters,
Except the love of another, and the trust of a friend,
And if you get lost, keep your head held high child,
Just take what they give you, and see it through 'till the end.

(Chorus)
And take your living real slow now,
Don't let them rush you.
The only thing that matters is the glory of love,
So take your living real slow now,
Don't let them rush you.
Take it from your daddy, It'll go by quick enough.

I don't need no fancy ride in no mean machine,
I don't need no greasy oil and no gasoline,
I don't need no money to get back home,
Don't gotta call for help on no telephone,
Just a little bit of lovin's gonna get me where I'm goin'.

I aint got much more than a dollar to my name,
I've been riding from town to town, and they all look the same.
Well the rain's coming down and the cold wind's blowin'
And these rags on my back are the only clothes that I own,
But just a little bit of lovin' gonna get me when I'm goin'.

(Bridge)
Well don't look for me baby,
'Cause tomorrow I'll be gone,
I'm gonna hit that highway runnin'
'Cause just a little bit of lovin's all I need to push me along.

I don't need no fancy ride in no mean machine,
I don't no greasy oil, no gasoline.
I don't need no money to get back home,
Don't gotta call for help on no telephone,
Just a little bit of lovin's gonna get me where I'm goin'.
Just a little bit of lovin's gonna get me where I'm goin'.
Just a little bit of lovin's gonna get me where I'm goin'.