[JUD] The floor creaks The door squeaks There's a fieldmouse a-nibblin' on a broom And I set by myself Like a cobweb on a shelf By myself in a lonely room
But when there's a moon in my winder And it slants down a beam 'cross my bed Then the shadder of a tree starts a-dancin' on the wall And a dream starts a-dancin' in my head
And all the things that I wish fer Turn out like I want them to be And I'm better than that smart-aleck cowhand Who thinks he is better'n me
And the girl I want Ain't afraid of my arms And her own soft arms keep me warm And her long, yeller hair Falls across my face Jist like the rain in a storm
The floor creaks The door squeaks And the mouse starts a-nibblin' on the broom And the sun flicks my eyes— It was all a pack o' lies I'm awake in a lonely room