I like your mother
I like your brother
I like you
And you like me too

We’ll get a preacher
I’ll buy a ring
We’ll hire a band
With an accordion
A violin
And a tenor who can sing

You and me you and me, baby
You and me you and me you and me, baby
You and me you and me you and me, baby
You and me you and me you and me, baby

We’ll have a kid
Or maybe we’ll rent one
He’s got to be straight
We don’t want a bent one

He’ll drink his baby brew
From a big brass cup
Someday he may be president
If things loosen up

You and me you and me, baby
You and me you and me you and me, baby
You and me you and me you and me, baby
You and me you and me you and me, baby

I’ll take the train into the city ev’ry mornin’
You may be plain – I think you’re pretty in the mornin’
And some nights we’ll go out dancin’
If I am not too tired
Some nights we’ll sit romancin’
Watching the Late Show by the fire

When our kids are grown
With kids of their own
They’ll send us away
To a little home in Florida
We’ll play checkers all day
Until we pass away

Sit by my window and watch the rain
I hear it beating on my windowpane
Well, it makes me so sad
Be no one ever hurt this bad

My baby left me and now I’m alone
Wait for a letter and I sit by the phone
Oh, the troubles I’ve had
Bet no one ever hurt this bad

Since you went away
I can’t face the day
And night brings nothin’ but pain
Thought I could go on
I see that I was wrong
Baby, please come home – I just can’t stand to be alone

Somebody somewhere here my plea
And send my baby back to me
It’d make me so glad
‘Cause no one ever hurt this bad

The milk truck hauls the sun up
And the paper hits the door
The subway shakes my floor
And I think about you
Time to face the dawning gray
Of another lonely day
Baby, it’s so hard
Living without you

It’s so hard
Baby, it’s so hard
Baby, it’s so hard
Living without you

Ev’ryone’s got something
And they’re out tryin’ to get some more
They got something to get up for
Well, I ain’t about to
Nothing’s gonna happen
Nothing’s gonna change
Baby, it’s so hard
Living without you

It’s so hard
Baby, it’s so hard
Baby, it’s so hard
Living without you

Home again and the streets are not much cleaner
And the quaint old southside scenery
Is quaint no more
Just older than before
Go up the stairs and down the hallway
To my daddy’s door

Your son is home, Dad, and he’s found a girl
And she’s the greatest girl in all the world
I think you’ll like her, Dad, I hope you do
But if you don’t that’s all right, too
What’s new? Do you still work at the drugstore?
Is that true? Still polishing the same floor?
I missed my good, old Dad
My but I’m glad to see you

Home again
But we won’t be staying here Dad

Come and see us, Poppa, when you can
There’ll always be a place for my old man
Just drop by when it’s convenient to
Be sure and call before you do
So long Dad

If the Big Boy comes tomorrow
There’ll be no more teardrops
There’ll be no more sorrow
If the Big Boy comes tomorrow
Will He take you with him?

Have you been good?
Have you been bad?
If you haven’t lived the way you should
You’ll wish you had

When the Big Boy brings his fiery furnace
Will He like what he sees
Or will He strike the fire and burn us?
Oh, He’s so great
And He’s so straight
And you know He’s watching

Have you been good?
Have you been bad?
If you haven’t lived the way you should
You’ll wish you had

Come on, Big Boy
Come and save us
Come and look at what we’ve done
With what you gave us
Now I’ve heard it said
That our Big Boy’s dead
But I think He’s hiding
I think He’s hiding
I think He’s hiding

Seven ships without a sail
Seven cats without a tail
Boy, it’s weird here
On this spooky old pier tonight
But I’m not frightened `cause I know what it is
Ev’rything is just the same as it was
I’m in trouble because of Linda
She hurt me so badly
She said she’d be here
On our special pier
I love her

Linda, the carousel’s playing
But that merry-go-round
Is bringing me down
`Cause I remember what it meant to you

Linda, Linda
I love you

Laughing Boy keep movin’
Keep movin’, Keep movin’
Laughing Boy keep movin’
Keep movin’, Keep movin’

Find a clown and grind him down
He may just be laughing at you
An unprincipled and uncommitted
Clown can hardly be permitted to
Sit around and laugh at what
The decent people try to do

Laughing Boy keep movin’
Keep movin’, Keep movin’
Laughing Boy keep movin’
Keep movin’, Keep movin'

Cold gray buildings where a hill should be
Steel and concrete closin’ in on me
City faces haunt the places
I used to roam

Cowboy, cowboy – can’t run, can’t hide
Too late to fight now – too tired to try
Wind that once blew free
Now scatters dust to the sky

Cowboy, cowboy – can’t run, can’t hide
Too late to fight now – too tired to try

“Since you’re the delegate from Kansas
Will you kindly take the floor
And tell us what is Kansas thinking
And what is Kansas for?”

“Well Kansas is for the farmer
We stand behind the little man
And we need a firehouse in Topeka
So help us if you can”

“I see the delegate from Utah
Our friendly Beehive State
How can we help you, Utah?
How can we make you great?”

“Well, we gotta irrigate our deserts
So we can get some things to grow
And we gotta tell this country about Utah
`Cause nobody seems to know”

Broken windows and empty hallways
A pale dead moon in the sky streaked with gray
Human kindness is overflowing
And I think it’s going to rain today

Scarecrows dressed in the latest styles
With frozen smiles to chase love away
Human kindness is overflowing
And I think it’s going to rain today

Lonely, lonely
Tin can at my feet
Think I’ll kick it down the street
That’s the way to treat a friend

Bright before me the signs implore me
Help the needy and show them the way
Human kindness is overflowing
And I think it’s going to rain today

I’ve been his friend since we were little babies
I was a comfort to his mother and a pal to his dad
Before they passed away they say,
“Take care of our Davy
You may be the only friend he ever will have”

Davy the fat boy, Davy the fat boy
Isn’t he round? Isn’t he round?
What do he weigh, folks?
Can you guess what he weigh?
It’s only a quarter
Win a teddy bear for the girlfriend
Or something for the wife
You’ve got to let this fat boy in your life

I think we can persuade him to do
The famous fat boy dance for you
Give me half a chance
I just know you’ll like my fat boy’s dance

Davy the fat boy, Davy the fat boy
Isn’t he
Isn’t he round?