Radar Blues Lyrics by Peter Stampfel
Oh in dreams, it dreams to me
They’re not the same as they used to be
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Oh in dreams, it dreams to me
They’re not the same as they used to be
〈Verse 1〉
So this is the place where they’re fisherman gatherin’
The minstrel boy to the war is gone
In the ranks of death you will find him
〈Verse 1〉
The morn of life has past and evening comes at last
〈Verse 1〉
McKinley hollered, McKinley squalled
〈Intro〉
Your wife is loyal and your kids are cool
〈Verse 1〉
Midnight turns the corner on me
〈Verse 1〉
Riley was a white man, living on Sixteenth Street
On a tree by a river a little tom-tit
Sang “Willow, tit willow, tit willow”
〈Verse 1〉
My darling, my darling