Dorothy

Runnin' my mouth off at the storm Yelling, "Man, what the hell did you do that for?" And I was watching the old men fish And they'd all give their catch away And I could hear a woman singing And I could hear that piano play It'd go like: Where did you get your bad breath? I want some, oh, a drag off your cigarette And I was thinking about a song That I heard when I was young And I was wondering 'bout its trumpeteer How he could get those horns to talk Something like: Tears will gather in my eyes Hold my head, oh, and babe you know I'll cry And I was thinking 'bout the places I'd been All with you always at my side Like a baby, oh, I held my head and cried C'mon, Dorothy, oh, you know we could go all night Hey, it's nighttime and ya know It's getting cold, so, babe, put on some clothes And let's go hit the town And we could fill a room up with smoke Ya know I got the first round As we tell all those stories told And I would pretend you were new Like I was just introduced to you And all the music in my ears Sounds beautiful down here And I could hear that drummer roll As I listened to that choir cry And I could hear that guitar weeping I could feel those pipers pipe And all the beauty I couldn't see Well, it just cut me at my knees And I was watching the old men fish And they'd all give their catch away And I could hear a woman singing And I could hear that piano play Tears will gather in my eye Hold my head, oh, and babe you know I'll cry Like a baby, oh, I held my head and cried C'mon, Dorothy, oh, you know we could go all night