Fred Small - Jimmy Come Lately lyrics

I pull out the choke, pump hard on the gas Oh, this wheezin' old bus is complaining. The Dungeness winter is blowing its last It's cold, but for once it's not raining. "Good morning, Jennifer, welcome aboard That's a handsome new jacket you're wearing Now hustle up, Carrie, I'm closing the door And I'll ask you to knock off the swearing." CHORUS: And it's Jimmy Come Lately to Lost Mountain Road The fog from the bay will be clearing I'm crossing Dean Creek with a thirty-kid load And I'd rather be nowhere but here. I can still smell the sweat, hear the cry of the crowd And the team on the magazine covers My wallet was thick, the airports were loud Till the Monday I knew it was over My back had gone out and I lay awake nights As I diagrammed plays on the ceiling All the motel room calls to my long-distance wife Made me feel like a junkie caught stealing. CHORUS I've seen TV lights turn a good coach mean Seen the pressure break a family apart I grabbed for the glory, I wore the gold ring And I barely escaped with my heart Now Patrick Delaney--I've seen the kid play God, he's got the moves and the shooting He's already talking 'bout U.C.L.A. While the agents line up for the looting. CHORUS Now Mary and me, we're a comfortable fit And the ocean here's running with salmon Evenings we take a long walk on the spit And Sundays sometimes we go clamming And they still make me offers and I just turn them down It's a wonder they bother to find me I'll leave to Valvano and Lewis and Brown The wonders that I left behind me. CHORUS