Ry Cooder — My Dwarf Is Getting Tired

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[Verse 1]
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A mobile home in Anaheim - it's double-wide, it's new, it's clean
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A friendly town, I think it's time, it's what we need
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We had a long run together, a life you can't compare
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The world is changing and it's getting strange out there


[Verse 2]
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Forty years of motel rooms, cigarettes, and magazines
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From Spokane clear down to Bakersfield
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You might have seen us on the highway so many times before
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But my dwarf is getting tired, my fat man just won't travel anymore


[Verse 3]
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Well skinny-looking farmers brought their families down looking for a fat time
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We had to work all day just to make 'em spend one little thin dime
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Like hot dog contests, man you could eat 'em, might raise a buck or two
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Boxing matches, you couldn't beat 'em, that midget kangaroo was a little too fast for you


[Verse 4]
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We came down here to say good by to an old-time friend of mine
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He died inside his rubber suit out on the street of dreams
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It was a hot July Sunday, he was working overtime
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People like seeing Mickey walk by down in Anaheim


[Verse 5]
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Dwarves and fat men just might do the very best they can
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But they can't compare with Tomorrow Land it seems
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We had some real Western times together, can't be like before
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'Cause my dwarf is getting tired, my fat man just won't travel anymore
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No, we won't be seen from Bakersfield clear up to Spokane anymore