The Yodel Song - Dr. Hook & The Medicine Show

I swear you could taste the chicken and tomatoes And the noodles and the marrowbone But it really wasn't nothing but some water and potatoes And the wonderful, wonderful soupstone Hanging from a string in my mama's kitchen, back in the hard time days Was a little ol' stone 'bout the size of an apple, it was smooth and worn and grey There wasn't much food in my mama's kitchen, so whenever things got tight Mama boiled up some water, put in the stone and said "Let's have some soup tonight" And I swear you could taste the chicken and tomatoes And the noodles and the marrowbone But it really wasn't nothing but some water and potatoes And the wonderful, wonderful soupstone It had been in the family for a whole lotta years, so we knew it was a nourishing thing And I remember mama, as she stirred it in the water, and we could all hear her sing "Its a magical stone and as long as we got it, we'll never have a hungry night Just add a little love to the wonderful soupstone and everything will be alright" And I swear you could taste the chicken and tomatoes And the noodles and the marrowbone But it really wasn't nothing but some water and potatoes And the wonderful, wonderful soupstone So it carried us all through the darkening days, 'til finally the sunshine came And the soupstone started into gathering dust, but it hung there just the same And ever since then the food's been plenty, but every now and then I find That mama in the kitchen with the wonderful soupstone, drifts across my mind And again I can taste the chicken and tomatoes And the noodles and the marrowbone But it really wasn't nothing but some water and potatoes And the wonderful, wonderful soupstone And again I can taste the chicken and tomatoes And the noodles and the marrowbone But it really wasn't nothing but some water and potatoes And the wonderful, wonderful soupstone

(Shel Silverstein) (Hey play the guitars) (I love to hear the guitars play) (Oh I love to sing, I love to sing) She was dancing when I seen her, in a Mexican cantina In a neighbourhood they call La Zona Roja (hahahaha) She had a child's smile, but she told me, in a while It would take a lot of gold to get to know her (Oh) Acapulco Goldie, donde did you go You said you'd always hold me But you run away with me Acapulco gold (Oh that's a terrible thing you did) I knew there's no-one cuter, then she said she was a puta I said "What does puta mean?" Hmm and so she told me... (Oh no) Then we went to meet a dealer, we smoked and drank tequila Then the lights went out and I guess that's where she rolled me (just like) Acapulco Goldie, por que did you go? You said you'd always hold me But you vamos away with me Acapulco gold Yes, you run away with me Acapulco gold (Oh Goldie) (How can you do these things to me?) (Where's my gun?) (Who took my gun?) (On no, I don't feel good) (I don't feel good babe) (Start the guitars) (Start the guitars) (C)1976 CBS Inc.

(Ray Sawyer/Shel Silverstein) Well here I am in the wind again, floating where it takes me Laughin' and a splashin' in the summer sun, until the alarm clock awakes me Then it's coffee and a kiss and two cigarettes, and I'm back out in the cold, cold weather Chasin' my dream but I just can't seem to rub two coins together (Sing it) Life ain't easy, they never said it would be Life ain't easy, whoever said it should be Life ain't easy, and nothing comes free, free, free, free Life ain't easy, tell me all about it Life ain't easy, no, no, no, no Life ain't easy, and nothing comes free, for you or me That woman she don't understand, the way my mind keeps driftin' And the Lord don't always lend a hand, when my poor heart needs liftin' Is home and kids really all there is, or is there something better? And how much soul must a poor man sell to rub two coins together? Don't you know that Life ain't easy, no, no, no, no Life ain't easy, whoever said it would be Life ain't easy, and nothing comes free, free, free, free Life ain't easy, can you hear me Life ain't easy, tell me all about it Life ain't easy, and nothing comes free, free, free, free Life ain't easy, tell me all about it Life ain't easy, no, no, no, no Life ain't easy, and nothing comes free, for you or me Life ain't easy Life ain't easy... (C)1973 April Music Ltd./Tro-Essex Music Ltd.

(Shel Silverstein) Penicillin Penny she's the queen of the sunset strip If she ever gives you any then you better see your doctor real quick From the back seat of Cadillac cars, to the floor of men's room bars She's Penicillin Penny and her future's written in the stars She's Penicillin Penny and ever since the day she came and came They say she's had so many, she gives 'em all numbers not names I always call her Hun' but she calls me 1001 And Penicillin Penny starts to boogie when the day is done She's Penicillin Penny and if you ever see her passin' through Better run into your house before she stops and lays a little on you If you ever let her in your door it takes 20 million units Or more to cure the love that Penicillin Penny's gonna lay on you (C)1972 Tro-Essex Music Ltd.