before you was born, dude
When I was still single and life was great
I held this job as a traveling salesman
That kept me moving from state to state
Wondering where a city boy could go
To get a little conversation,
Catch a little bit of those
A law called me a young girl,
she's pretty as a prayer book
Sweet as an apple on Christmas day
I said good gracious, can this be my luck
If that's my prayer book,
Wondering what a city boy could do
To get her in a conversation,
maybe drink a little red wine
Dance to the music of Clifton Chenier,
Well that was your mother,
Before you was born, dude,
Now you are the burden of my generation
but let's get that straight
across the street from the Public,
heading down to the Lone Star Cafe
Maybe get a little conversation,
standing in the shadow of Clifton Chen
ier dancing the night away