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    "Taylor John" Lyrics

    Kelly Joe Phelps

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    Taylor had a wife, she was married to the mirror
    Make her glass-eyed lover buy a drink and then another round
    'Round the kitchen table lined with cigarettes from years ago
    Last night one fell onto the floor, yeah, to the floor, yeah, to the floor

    Taylor used to marvel at the way the music sounded
    She drifted down the carpet-bag to put another lamp shade on
    There she was so young and pretty holding out her hand
    To the last five years that livin' took away, away, hey, yeah, hey, yeah

    It's a scavenger hunt in the best of times
    A one-armed man with a box of dimes
    Throw the stick and let the bulldog roll
    Yeah, throw the stick and let the bulldog roll

    Taylor's 37 yesterday and she'll be 21
    An asphalt rhododendron where she fell across the car
    Pocketbook explodin' with the money of delusion
    Winks her smokin' yellowed eyes and rolls snakes along the floor
    Hey, hey, hmm, yeah, along the floor

    It's a scavenger hunt in the best of times
    A one-armed man with a box of dimes
    Throw the stick and let the bulldog roll
    Throw the stick and let the bulldog roll, yeah

    Partin' like tomorrow is a vestibule of commerce
    "No regret", says I, says she, "Waltzin' to the ice machine"
    Where another hotel key has left a scar upon the soul
    Her feet are nimble still when she wants she can go
    Hey, yeah, she can go, hey, hey, yes, she can go

    It's a scavenger hunt in the best of times
    A one-armed man with a box of dimes
    Throw the stick and let the bulldog roll
    Throw the stick and let the bulldog roll, oh, yeah, oh, yeah

    Come all you little sailors with a penchant for the sea
    Look way down below for Taylor John he wants to be like me
    Drownin' in the water, got his collar turned up cool
    Tries to breathe now like a wretched stain and floats like a fool
    Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

    Scavenger hunt in the best of times
    A one-armed man with a box of dimes
    Throw the stick and let the bulldog roll
    Throw the stick and let the bulldog roll, yeah

    Throw the stick and let the bulldog roll
    Getting throw the stick and let the bulldog roll
    Throw the stick and let the bulldog roll, yeah
    Throw the stick and let the bulldog roll

    Throw the stick and let the bulldog
    Throw the stick and let the bulldog roll, yeah
    I'll throw the stick and let the bulldog roll
    Throw the stick and let the bulldog roll
    This song was submitted on January 10th, 2011 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC.
    Written by Kelly Joe Phelps.
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