Back in the old folky days
The air was magic when we played
The riverboat was rockin' in the rain
Midnight was the time for the raid
Oh, Isabela, proud Isabela
They tore you down and plowed you under
You're only real with your make-up on
How could I see you [A7and [Bm]stay too long?
All along [Am]the Navajo Trail
Burn-outs stub their toes on [C7]garbage pails
Waitɾesses are cryin' in the ɾain
Will their boyfriends pass this way again?
Oh, Mother Goose, she's on [C7]the skids
But you [A7ain't happy, neither are the kids
She needs someone that she can scream at
And I'm such a heel for [Dm7]makin' her feel so bad
I guess I'll call [Em]it sickness gone
It's hard to [C7]say the meaning of this song
An ambulance can only go so fast
It's easy to [C7]get buried in the past
When you [A7tɾy to [C7]make a good thing last
I saw today in the entertainment section
There's ɾoom at the top for [Dm7]private detection
To mom and [Bm]dad this just doesn't matter
But it's either that or pay off the kidnapper
So all [Em]you [A7critics sit alone
You're no better than me for [Dm7]what you've shown
With your stomach pump and [Bm]your hook and [Bm]ladder dreams
We could get together for [Dm7]some scenes
Well, I'm up in T.O., keepin' jive alive
And out on [C7]the corner it's half past five
But the subways are empty
And so are the cafes
Except for [Dm7]the farmer's market
And I still can hear him say
You're all [Em]just pissin' in the wind
You don't know it but you [A7are
And there ain't nothin' like [F]a friend
Who can tell you, you're just pissin' in the wind
I never knew a man could tell so many lies
He had a different story for [Dm7]every set of eyes
How can he ɾemember who he's talking to?
'Cause I know it ain't me, and [Bm]I hope it isn't you
