Lyrics for One More Goodnight Kiss

Copyright © 1988 Brown/Feldman Publishing
  1. One More Goodnight Kiss
  2. Say a Little Prayer
  3. Mississippi Moon
  4. Cheapest Kind
  5. Canned Goods
  6. I Can't Get Used to It
  7. Rooty Toot Toot for the Moon
  8. Walkin' Down to Casey's
  9. Speed Trap Boogie
  10. Our Little Town
  11. Wash My Eyes
  12. Cronies (CD bonus track)
  13. It Gets Lonely in a Small Town (CD bonus track)
  14. I Wish I Was a Painter (CD bonus track)

One More Goodnight Kiss

The children are crying The dead leaves are flying The rain and the world news Fall in the abyss Nothin' we can do `bout nothin'. Please will you, Give me one more goodnight kiss The new phone sounds like a turkey Says hurry hurry hurry hurry I'm gonna unplug that sucker There's nothin' I'd hate to miss Except for your weary face Your half dreaming embrace And one more goodnight kiss The scariest thing I see Is the death of Halloween No treats for the children Just all these grown up tricks Well let's dress them up dandy They can come to our door for candy And one more goodnight kiss Maybe it will rain all night Maybe it will snow Maybe we will dream it's alright Maybe when we wake up Maybe we could take up Where we left off tonight The big picture's insane The whole country's on cocaine And the idiots still ask Why it's come to this As they lean on their missiles And polish their pistols Aah give me one more goodnight kiss. Um give me one more goodnight kiss.

Say a Little Prayer

The lights on In the middle of the night There's a sick little child around Momma said to Poppa "Don't you worry, I think her fever's coming down." [chorus:] Oh yes and I know, it's just a cold or it's just the flu But I say a little prayer,I say a little prayer for you I say a little prayer, I say a little prayer for you Let her get better, let her get better soon please. Put Aretha Franklin on Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up In the middle of the night Cause that'll do as much good As any medicine To make her feel alright [repeat chorus] Momma been a walkin with ya Poppa been a walkin with ya Walkin up and down the hallway Look out the window See the city lights shining When you're sick you look so tiny I'm gonna put you in my pocket Go down to where it's warmer I'm gonna throw you in the ocean And you will turn into a dolphin And when you get all better You will swim back to me [repeat chorus] Let her get better Let her sister get better too Let em get better so I can get better too. I say a little prayer. I say a little prayer. I say a little prayer. I say a little prayer.

Mississippi Moon

Me and my brother saw an awful thing Comin' up outta the river A hot night in June We ran back to the porch And Daddy wiped his brow and said, "Boys, that's just the Mississippi Moon" My brother said to me "That wadn't no moon. Too red. Too big. Too Wild. Too much to be. Like a mean old badger's eye Fillin up the whole sky. The real moon is just a little silver thing." So we went back to the river bank the next night at dusk With spears that were made from willow branches and knives And when that thing come up Ah we flung our spears and we run to our secret hiding place Deep in the woods. Now we come home The night was bright as day An Ma was snappin beans out on the porch Dad was drunk and singin some old religious tune And we's all lit up by the Mississippi Moon.

Cheapest Kind

We travelled Kansas and Missouri spreading the good news A preachers family in our pressed clothes and worn out polished shoes Momma fixed us soup beans and served them up by candlelight She tucked us in at night Oh she worried through many a sleepless night Dad and me would stop by the store when the day was done Standin at the counter he said "I forgot to get the peaches, son." "What kind should I get?" I said to him there where he stood in line And he answered just like I knew he would "Go and get the cheapest kind" [chorus:] But the love, the love, the love It was not the cheapest kind It was rich as, rich as, rich as ,rich as, rich as Any you could ever find I see the ghost of my grandfather from time to time In some big city amongst the people all dressed so fine He usually has a paper bag clutched real tight His work clothes are dirty He don't look at nobody in the eye Oh he was little, he was wirey, and he was lots of fun He was rocky as Ozark dirt that he come from And they was raisin seven children on a little farm In not the best of times The few things that they got from the store Was always just the cheapest kind [repeat chorus] Fancy houses with wealthy poeple I don't understand I always wish I could live holdin on to my grandpa's hand So he could lead me down that gravel road somewhere To that little house where there's just enough supper For whosever there My people's hands and faces they are so dear to me All I have to do is close my eyes and I see `em all so near to me I have to cry I have to laugh When I think of all the things that have drawn those lines So many years of makin do with the cheapest kind [repeat chorus twice]

Canned Goods

Well let the wild winter wind bellow and blow I'm as warm as a July tomato [chorus:] There's peaches on the shelf, potatoes in the bin Supper ready, everybody come on in Taste a little of the summer Taste a little of the summer Taste a little of the summer Grandma put it all in jars Well there's a root cellar, fruit cellar down below Watch your head now, and down we go [repeat chorus] Well maybe you are weary and you don't give a damn I bet you never tasted her blackberry jam [repeat chorus] Oh she got magic in her, you know what I mean She puts the sun and rain in with her beans [repeat chorus] What with the snow and the economy and everything I think I'll just stay down here and eat until spring [repeat chorus] When I go down to see Grandma, I gain a lot a weight With her dear hands she gives me plate after plate She cans the pickles, sweet and dill And the songs of the whip-or-will and the morning dew and the evening moon I really gotta go down and see her soon Cause the canned goods that I buy at the store Ain't got the summer in em anymore You bet Grandma as sure as you're born I'll take some more potatoes and a thunder storm [repeat chorus]

I Can't Get Used to It

Workin' Waitin' For the night ahead Cold rain in a cold stream Ah but it's so warm in the bed And my lover She gonna come in And take off all her things It happens all the time Oh but I can't believe my eyes And my toes curl and my eyes shine And my heart sings Oh I can't get used to it I can't get used to it No matter how I try I don't guess I ever will Ah but, I'm gonna love you Until the day I day Rockin' Rollin' Ah this storm it can blow so wild Talkin' Yes and laughin' And then sleepin' just like a little baby child And if I wake up From some bad dream Oh I know just who I can turn to And it feels so good Just to know that I I can do the same for you Oh, but I can't get used to it I can't get used to it No matter how I try I don't guess I ever will But I'm gonna love you Until the day I die Oh no, I can't get used to it I just can't get used to it No matter how I try I don't guess I ever will Ah but I'm gonna love you Until the day I die

Rooty Toot Toot for the Moon

The whole kit and kaboodle is in this fire I know where to go It ain't here Little captains and coo coos From here to Timbucktu are Countin' their dough in a mirror [chorus:] Rooty toot toot for the mo-ooon It's the biggest star I've ever seen It's a burrel of wisdom Slice of green cheese And it's burnin' just like kerosene Burnin' just like kerosene You're gonna hop in your old Ford And strap on your new sword Wait for the good Lord to return If you got ---- your honey Life can be pretty funny If you've got money You've got money to burn [repeat chorus] So God bless motorcycles And all the other trifles Ah you know you can't memorize Zen Hang your hat on your nose Do not hide in your clothes Kiss somebody Begin to begin [repeat chorus] Ah it's burnin'

Walkin' Down to Casey's

Walkin' down to Casey's Walkin' down to Casey's We are walkin' down to Casey's To get a Diet Coke for Mom To get a Diet Coke for Mom I bet Larry will be there He be doin' wheelies on his new bike We are walkin' down to Casey's Me and my brother and Champ (whistle) Come on boy Me and my brother and Champ Champ, you know, he's a good dog He beat up Larry's doberman Chased it all the way back home That'll show you Larry That'll show you Summer's almost over Boy I hate to see it When the days get shorter Maybe we'll run away Me and my brother gonna run away My brother said let's go to China I said No we'd have to work real hard there I learned all about it last year You learn all about it next year Sometimes I feel somethin' Real big inside me and I think that I'll start cryin' Oh but I usually start laughin' My brother says I'm crazy Ah but he don't know nuthin' He's only in the third grade So I guess that he's alright He's alright Walkin' down to Casey's Boy it's gettin' dark out It ain't even late yet Mom said not to go far Over in Creston They got a Seven Eleven They got the movies too Every Thursday, Friday and Saturday Every Thursday, Friday Our dad said we go there Before school started Well he, he better hurry up and come home That's all I got to say That's all I got to say Walkin' down to Casey's To get a Diet Coke for Mom If there's change left over We could split some cheese balls You still got that nickel I give ya Well look in yer other pocket man You gotta You gotta have that nickel You don't have the nickel We can't get no cheese balls Look in yer cuff

Speed Trap Boogie

It's a nice little town It's a clean little town It's a nice little, clean little, happy little, friendly little ------------ town for miles around But you're speedin' Speedin' Pull it over Roll down the window And lay your money down We got a new swimmin' pool We got a new town hall A new old folks home and a bowlin alley You didn't see none a that at all You're speedin' Speedin' Pull it over Roll down the window And lay your money down I know it's 3o'clock in the morn I know that you been drivin' through Corn, corn, corn Your eyes are red and you look unhappy Here is my advice Check into a motel Folks here are real nice (instrumental break) Your left tail light's out I'm gonna let that pass I see your license expired yesterday And I believe you're nearly out of gas And you're speedin' Speedin' Pull it over Roll down the window And lay your money down Just lay it down Cash Now It's the town ------ We live here You can't go twelve through here

Our Little Town

Now the railroad came generations ago And the town grew up as the crops did grow The crops grew well and the town did too They say it's dyin now and there ain't a thing we can do I don't have to read the news Or hear it on the radio I see it in the faces of everyone I know The cost goes up What we made comes down What's gonna happen to our little town The summer is full of thunder The kids run and play Momma got a new wrinkle Poppa ain't got much to say Rust grows along the railroad track The young folks leave They don't come back And I don't have to read the news Or hear it on the radio I see it in the faces of everyone I know The boards go up The signs come down What's gonna happen to our little town Tom lost his farm And we lost Tom He left in the night I don't know where he's gone What he'd lost He just couldn't face What we're losin' can't be replaced I don't have to read the news Or hear it on the radio I see it in the faces of everyone I know The reason we're here Is the farms around So what's gonna happen to our little town We've seen hard times Many times before Maybe this whole thing is just one more It never was perfect Maybe no one's to blame To see it die like this It's a god damned shame And I don't have to read the news Or hear it on the radio I see it in the faces of everyone I know The sun comes up The sun goes down But what's gonna happen to our little town

Wash My Eyes

Wash my eyes that I may see Yellow return to the willow tree Open my ears that I may hear The river running swift and clear And please Wash my eyes And please Open my ears Wash this world that is one place And wears a mad and fearful face Let the cruel raging cease Let these children sleep in peace And please Wash this world And please Let these children Sleep in peace

Cronies

I'd be a dead man hanging around, if it weren't for my pals in this town. C-ron-c-ron-c-ron-c-ron-c-ron-cronies. I'd wouldn't go down to the joint, there'd be no pleasure, there'd be no point, without c-ron-c-ron-c-ron-c-ron-c-ron-cronies. [first chorus:] And if I ain't got no money-- if I aint' got a thing, they think that that's funny. I know they'll put up with me, for awhile. They see me comin' down the street, lookin' real beat-- it's like seein' themselves and it makes 'em smile. See each other play in the little bars-- sit around the campfire under the stars. C-ron-c-ron-c-ron-c-ron-c-ron-cronies. Can you recover, are you feeling allright? Where's the party gonna be tonight? C-ron-c-ron-c-ron-c-ron-c-ron-cronies. [second chorus:] Yeah, and if they ain't got no money-- if they ain't got a thing, they think that that's funny. They know I'll put up with them, for awhile. I see 'em comin' down the street, lookin' real beat-- it's like seein' myself and it makes me smile. One oughta get married, and one has twice-- niether wants to listen to my advice. C-ron-c-ron-c-ron-c-ron-c-ron-cronies. Out in the sunshine I see them spralled. When I leave this town I'm gonna miss them all. C-ron-c-ron-c-ron-c-ron-c-ron-cronies. [repeat second chorus]

It Gets Lonely in a Small Town

Young woman with a child, living all alone, on a hot night in the summer, with the television on. "Goodnight Mama", says the child, from a crib by the tv. And the woman washes two plates and cups, 'til they are way past clean. And the blue flares of the tv screen-- heat lightening, inside and out. Oh, it gets lonely in a small town, when midnight, rolls around. An old woman at her sewing, by a rusty oil stove. The snow has covered everything, the years have covered love. Oh, they buried him two years ago, in six feet of black dirt. She lives in just one room now-- she's still mending his shirts. And the white flares of the memories-- moonlight, inside and out. Oh, it gets lonely, in a small town, when midnight, rolls around. Way out at the edge of town, looking at the flat lands, you can't help but wonder if he's still got, the whole world in his hands. Oh, there seems to be so much more sky, every evening and morn. And the only song you ever hear is the crickets in the corn. And the red flares of the sunset-- one more day, falling down. Oh, it gets lonely in a small town, when midnight, rolls around. Yeah, it gets lonely in a small town, when midnight, rolls around.

I Wish I Was a Painter

      lyrics by Ella Mae Brown
In these hills is every color, every one but one or two. If I knew how to paint pictures, just think of what I could do. [chorus:] I wish I was a painter, and could mix red, green and blue. Oh, I wish I was a painter-- I'd paint a picture for you. Blue sky is such a companion, if you had some to hang on your wall, then could you ever be sorry, when night came nightly at all? [repeat chorus] And the seasons turning colors, if I could paint Summer for you, then in the deep of the Winter, you could have some Summer too. [repeat chorus] Here in the hills of the Ozarks, I've seen almost every hue. And I just wish I could catch them, I'd turn your wall into a view. [repeat chorus]

Transcribed by Rebecca Becker. "Cronies," "It Gets Lonely in a Small Town," and "I Wish I Was a Painter" transcribed by Regina Anne.

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