Shel Silverstein

Shel Silverstein - Dirty Ol' Me lyrics

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Well I was sittin' up in my crane leftin' boulders in the rain

Can't get promoted no matter what I do

Ah when the forman he comes around and he yells up from the ground

He says hold that load up there for a minute or two

Cause I got to check some gear down here below

So whatever you do with them rocks just don't let go

Just don't let go just don't let go

Sittin' by his desk drinkin' coffee it seems that he got hit by a rock or three

They're puttin' my name on the door where his name was before

Oh dirty ol' me say dirty ol' me



Now my best friend had confessed that his life had been a mess

Yeah when he was young he robbed the bank and then ran

But now he lives an honest life and he's got a lovely wife

But still it hurts to be a wanted man

But he said nobody knows about it but my friends and kin

And I know a none of them would ever turn me in

They'd never turn me in they'd never turn me in

I'm slouchin' on his couch drinkin' his whiskey

Well it seems somebody called the police on he

And between the hugs and kisses that I'm gettin' from his Mrs

I think oh dirty ol' me dirty ol' me



And then of course it follows I found a suitcase full of dollars

About fifteen thousand of 'em more or less

And inside there was a note that some poor old lady wrote

Givin' me her name and her address

And it said if lost finder please return without hesitation

Cause I've been savin' this money for fifteen years

Strippin' and sufferin' and takin' in washin'

Scrubbin' floors and sellin' flowers in the snow

And now I need it for a serious operation a serious operation a serious operation

Now I'm layin' on the beach in Acapulco got enough money to last till I'm ninety-three

And I'm eatin' enchilidas served by lovely signoritas

Thinkin' oh dirty ol' me thinkin' dirty ol' me



(Yeah I can't face myself aw y'know but when you really think about it

I mean that foreman I mean he had compensation and prob'ly could use the rest 

And y'know my friend'll prob'ly feel a lot better 

When he pays his debt to society and won't have that pressure on him

Y'know and that old lady y'know if there was such an old lady

It prob'ly was a false note anyway 

But if there was she she can get MediCare they've got

I mean I'm not tryin' to make excuses or nothin' y'know I mean

I mean I can't stand to look at myself sometimes I mean

I-I feel the guilt honey pass me some more of that tequila

I 'm just tryin' to forget dirty ol' me

Yeah just move a little closer yeah

Some o'them frijoles I love frijoles yeah I want

Yeah I-I got the money right here yeah)
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