Song For The Dreamers

Took a ride on the 505
Woke up in Fresno, what a serious dive
Shes got one eye, a way of talking dirty
That's nice

Oh Bill, lives on the hill
Hes got twenty-five wiles and a Coup de Ville
Likes to hang round, way by the still
At night

Sing me a song for the dreamers
Sing me a song
For Bobby Ciccone and Al Capone
And the boys
Sing me a song for the dreamers

Lady luck drives a pick-up truck
She runs numbers for Pearl S. Buck
Shes got a life like a wild coyote
In heat

My brother Rod must get some kind of nod
He fell asleep, drunk behind the wheel of a '56 Dodge
Woke up ten miles outside of Cape Cod
The next morning

Sing me a song for the dreamers
Sing me a song
For Fidel Castro and Jackie O
And the boys
Sing me a song for the dreamers

Sing me a song for the dreamers
Sing me a song
For Johnny O.M. and big Fred Gwynne
And the boys
Sing me a song for the dreamers

Now, one last verse about my friend Dan
He lucked into a hundred grand
Blew it all at the MGM Grand
In three hours

Sing me a song for the dreamers
Sing me a song
For Bobby Ciccone and Al Capone
Sing me a song for the dreamers