1.Never Did No Wanderin'
Lyricist：Michael John Mc Kean, Harry Shearer
My mama was the cold north wind
My daddy was the son of a railroad
Man from west of hell
Where the trains don't even run
Never heard the whistle of a southbound freight
Or the singin' of it's drivin' wheel
No I, never did no wanderin'
Never did no wanderin'
Never did no wanderin' after all
They say the highways just one big road
And it goes from here to there
And they say, you carry a heavy load
When you're rollin' down the line somewhere
Never seen the dance of the telephone poles
As they go whizzin' by
No I, never did no wanderin'
Never did no wanderin'
Never did no wanderin' after all
Never did no wanderin' high
Never did no wanderin' low
Now a sailor's life is a life for him
But it never was for me
And I never soared where the hawk may soar
Or see what the hawk might see
Never hiked to Heaven on a mountain trail
Never rode on a river's rage
No I, never did no wanderin'
Never did no wanderin'
Never did no wanderin' after all
Never did no wanderin'
Never did no wanderin'
Never did no wanderin' after all
Never did no wanderin' after all
2.Loco Man
Lyricist：Harry Shearer
Loco man
Watchin' all the fish swim away
He no work, he just sleep and play
Sitting here on the sand
Sunny land
Coconut comin' down all the time
Milk, she sweeter than honey wine
Sitting here on the sand
He's a loco man
Loco man
Crazy, but he gotta plan
Doin' it just because he can
Yeah, he loco like ice cold coco
Loco man
Sit in sun when he want to sweat
Go in ocean to get him wet
Sitting here on the sand
He's a loco man
Loco man
Crazy, but he gotta plan
Doin' it just because he can
Yeah, he loco like ice cold coco
Loco man
Sit in sun when he want to sweat
Go in ocean to get him wet
Sitting here on the sand
Sitting here on the sand
That's the loco man you're talkin' about
Sitting here on the sand
That's right
Loco man
3.Old Joe's Place
Lyricist：Christopher Guest, Michael Mc Kean, Harry Shearer
Whenever I'm out a wanderin'
Chasin' a rainbow dream
I often stop and think about
A place I've never seen
Where friendly folks can gather
And raise the rafters high
With songs and tales of yester year
Until they say goodbye
Well, there's a puppy in the parlor
And skillet on the stove
And a smelly old blanket
With a Navajo wove
There's a chicken on the table
But you got to say grace
There's always somethin' cookin' at
Old Joe's place
Now folks come by round evenin' time
Soon as the sun goes down
Some drop in from right next door
And some from out of town
(Pick it)
Well, there's a puppy in the parlor
And skillet on the stove
And a smelly old blanket
With a Navajo wove
There's popcorn in the pooper
And a porker in the pot
There's pie in the pantry
And the coffee's always hot
There's chicken on the table
But you got to say grace
There's always somethin' cookin' at
Old Joe's place
Now they don't allow no frown inside
Leave them by the door
There's apple brandy by the keg
And sawdust on the floor
So if you've got a hankerin'
I'll tell you where to go
Just look for the busted neon sign
That flashes, E A oh's
Well, there's a puppy in the parlor
And skillet on the stove
And a smelly old blanket
With a Navajo wove
There's popcorn in the pooper
And a porker in the pot
There's pie in the pantry
And the coffee's always hot
There's sausage in the mornin'
And a party every night
There's a nurse on duty
If you don't feel right
There's a chicken on the table
But you got to say grace
There's always somethin' cookin' at
Old Joe's place
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