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LONG TALL SHORTY Silvio Vinci
She had to duck beneath the sign, Said, “Tell that drummer, take his time.” They called her Shorty at the bar; She laughed, “Depends on where you are.”
I had a week’s work in my knees, She said, “We’ll soon take care of these.” One hand steady on my sleeve, One good reason not to leave.
Long Tall Shorty, take it slow, We’ve still got a little night to go. One more turn, don’t say goodbye— Let the last train roll on by.
The barman counted out the till, She said, “Don’t stop, we’re moving still.” He took his coat down from the door— He’d heard that line from her before.
My last train rattled past the square, She smiled as if she’d put it there. I raised my glass and let it pass; She said, “You’re learning pretty fast.”
Long Tall Shorty, take it slow, We’ve still got a little night to go. One more turn, don’t say goodbye— Let the last train roll on by
“You count too many things,” she said, “The miles to go, the bills ahead. Try counting nothing—just these four…” Then turned me back towards the floor. One… two… three… four…
Long Tall Shorty, take it slow, We’ve still got a little night to go. One more turn, don’t say goodbye— Let the last train roll on by.
Long Tall Shorty, take it slow, (Take it slow!) We’ve still got a little night to go. One more turn, don’t say goodbye— (Don’t say goodbye!) Let the last train roll on by.
