Lay Down Your Weary Tune Again

In spite of you, you like yourself
An’that’s alright with me,
It gets so lonesome fillin’space
Erase them golden memories
An’blow the candle out,
Let’s get on off away somewhere
An’see what we’re about.
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Lay down your weary tune again
and rest your head on me,
Your phone call says you’re sorry
An’the grapevine says you’re free.
Your drugstore dady’s flesh an’blood
An’out there on the runway now
The king’s all set to go.
They’ll cover up the window soon
'Cause he’ll be rollin’in,
He’s Elvis Presley, honey chile,
An’I can’t cop his grin.
The missionary paid my way
An’put me off to sleep,
I woke up early yesterday
An’found a place to eat.
I got it down an’felt relieved
An’Jane went off to work,
It’s wooden soldier’s Christmas time
An’Jane she is a clerk.
In spite of you, you like yourself
An’I admire you much.
I’m out to get us back in sync,
'Cause we’ve been so out of touch.
Just meet me next to Noah’s ark
An’let’s get out of town,
There’s got to be someplace somewhere
These rain clouds haven’t found.