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(Johnny Cash) |
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There's a man across the hall, who sits starin' at the floor |
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He thinks he's Hank Williams, hear him singin' through the door |
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There's a girl in two-oh-three, who stops by to visit me |
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And she talks about her songs, and the star that she should be |
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There are lots of special people, stayin' in or passin' through |
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And for one thing or another, committed to Parkview |
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(Willie Nelson) |
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There's the girl in three-oh-seven, comin' down on Thorazine |
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And a superstar's ex-drummer, tryin' to kick Benzedrine |
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There's a boy just down below me, who's the son of some well-known |
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He was brought in by his mother, 'cause his daddy's always gone |
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There's a bum from down on Broadway, and a few quite well-to-do |
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Who have withdrawn from the rat-race, and committed to Parkview |
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(Johnny Cash) |
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There's a girl who cries above me, loud enough to wake the dead |
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They don't know what she has taken, that has scrambled up her head |
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(Willie Nelson) |
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There's a writer and a singer, who has tried and tried and tried |
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They just brought him in this mornin', an attempted suicide |
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(Johnny Cash, Lead; Willie Nelson, Harmony) |
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There are those who never made it, those who did and now are through |
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(Willie Nelson) |
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Some came of their own good choosing, some committed to Parkview |
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(Willie Nelson) |
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They wake us about six-thirty, just before the morning meal |
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While they're taking blood pressure, they ask us how we feel |
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(Johnny Cash) |
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And I always say "Fantastic, there ain't nothing wrong with me" |
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(Willie Nelson) |
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And then they give me my injection, and I go right back to sleep |
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(Johnny Cash) |
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And the days are kind of foggy, and the nights are dreamy too |
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(Johnny Cash, Lead; Willie Nelson, Harmony) |
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But they're takin' good care of me, committed to Parkview |
