Curtain Call for the Cast - Guy Clark

Kick your shoes off in the corner mama Tuck the babies all up snug Sis Draper's comin' over we all gonna cut a rug When you see that lantern swingin' yonder Co

My father had a Randall knife My mother gave it to him When he went off to WWII To save us all from ruin If you've ever held a Randall knife Then you know my fa

I'd rather sleep in a box like a bum on the street Than a fine feather bed without your little ol' cold feet And I'd rather be deaf dumb and stone blind Than

I wish I was in Austin In the Chili Parlour Bar Drinkin' Mad Dog Margaritas And not carin' where you are But here I sit in Dublin Just rollin' cigarettes Holdin