Marty Thompson - Goods For Carlisle

Had it in a sack with a little red bow
Just enough money to soothe my soul
The red and blue flash and I pull in my lip
With just enough nerves to cope with this
Carlisle lived in a little brown shack
Just enough sense to hide his stash
Since presents came only two times a year
All the money for the bills went to beer
And I sang
Hey-ay, goods for Carlisle
Hey, put on your blue suede shoes
And I sang
Hey-ay, goods for Carlisle
Hey-ay, we're gonna dance the blues
And I sang
Hey-ay, goods for Carlisle
Hey, put on your blue suede shoes
And I sang
Hey-ay, goods for Carlisle
Hey-ay, we're gonna dance the blues
Gonna dance the blues
Hey-ay, goods for Carlisle
Hey-ay
Gonna dance the blues
Gonna dance the blues
Hey, goods for Carlisle (goods for Carlisle)
And I sang
Hey-ay goods for Carlisle,
Hey, put on your blue suede shoes
Hey-ay, goods for Carlisle,
Hey-ay
Gonna dance the blues
Gonna dance the blues
Hey, goods for Carlisle
Hey-ay, goods for Carlisle
Hey-ay, we're gonna dance the blues

Written by:
Marty Thompson

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