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Lyrics

Little Jimmy's gone
Way out off the backstreet
Out of the window
Into the falling rain
And he's right on time
He's right on time

That's why Broken Arrow
Waved his finger down the road so dark and narrow
In the evening
Just before the Sunday six-bells chime

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Way out on the highway
All the dogs are barkin' way down below
And you wander
Away from the hillside
Retreat and view

Went walkin'
North bridge, way out on the railroad
Together all the tippin' trucks will unload
And the scrap books, they're together
Stuck with glue

And I'll stand
Beside you
Beside you
Oh child
Never, never, never wonder why
Never, never, never, never, wonder why at all
Never, never, never, never, wonder why at all
It's gotta be
It had to be

Across the crystal pavements way out in the country
Where you'll find the hillside mountains glide
The dynamo of your smiles caressed the barefoot virgin child of wonder
By your window, in the nighttime, across the foam
Glidin', as extasy surrounds you

In the night air you're proud the time is over
Go where, against the pointed island breeze
Across the bootlets soft and brazen silence easy
And the night you cry the spirits and the aeon
And they tell you "Everything's all right, go ahead"
"Do it one more time, baby"
Yeah, you're satisfied at this
An' way up in the sky comes out kaleidoscope
You hold it open, and you kiss

You hold your lantern at the doorway
All the freedom of it
And you're mad, the night air comes in through your nostrils
And you breathe, in
Out
In, out
You breathe

Just like that
Just like that
You say how does it get ya when it gets ya
But when it gets ya it gets ya
Ya may not know it, it's got ya

Till you turn around an' I'm pointing a finger at you
Pointin' a finger at you
Sayin' which way, which way
Which way, which way
That's all right
You sound hip to it
Gonna do it right now
Behind you
Beside you
Beside you
Oh, child
Never, never, never, never, never wonder why at all
No
Never, never, never, never wonder why at all
Never, never, never, wonder why at all
It's gotta be

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