Jack-Knife - Confessions lyrics

Let me make a small confession To be honest with you all Memories of good times past Still have their call I'd like to make a resolution To spend a little time alone Away from the papers and the busy days And the telephone I don't want to sneer at the downbeat life I never want to part from my pretty wife But the gossip and the wine Take up too much time When I ought to be far away Far away This is my inclination When ambitions pull me down To swing the doors on the lunch time bores And get out of town I can't make an invitation You'll never know what I mean On the road with an unsafe load And a juke-box queen I don't want to live those times again I just want the peace to remember When Saturday night was a cellarful of sin Singing songs from far away Far away