Wildwood Blues Lyrics by Nazz

Wildwood Blues Lyrics

    Got them old, wildwood blues
    Got them old, wildwood blues
    Wildwood town, some bad news
    Got them old, wildwood blues

    Drinking beer by the sea
    Giant baseball park by the sea
    Looking like 1953
    Vegetable soup by the sea

    Look, harvey, a crab!

    Got into town on the 445
    I could hardly wait to arrive
    Local yokel hippies start performing their tricks
    I try to make it out on the 446

    Luxurious accommodations, room and board
    But i take no anger until i fall on the floor
    Baskets, sea shells, anything became my bed
    The local yokels and jeanie jumped in just the same now

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