Joe Ely - Crazy Lemon Lyrics
ChorusThey call me the Crazy LemonI'm crazy...wild...free, for a whileI can't help what they thinkI was born that way.I'll be a little crazy till my dyin' day.Just a man on the run they call the Crazy Lemon.It's true that I stole a Budweiser truck.I changed my mind, but the truck got stuckIn a muddy ditch so I hitched it back againThe second car that passed had a cherry on top.Just my luck it was first to stop.They said with a grin, looky here it's the Crazy Lemon.ChorusYeah, I admit that I run a little illegal cargoFrom the border and the coast, north to Fargo.I was busted with a truck load of Juarez violins.Seems everything that I tried to sellJust bought me a room in some Iron Hotel.Things were looking grim for the Crazy Lemon.ChorusIt's true that I jumped a little bit of bailFrom a handful of city and county jails.Seeking out a spiritual hideout with a friend of mine.Is easy to hide from a 6 ft. cell.No use tryin' to hide yourself.So play another hymn for the Crazy Lemon.Chorus
