Now, tell ya a tale that'll bust yer heart only a few people knew, ta start It all place when our concert tour was booked at the SeaTac Hilton? I'll guarantee ev'ry the Gospel truth Got witnesses ta it, too, 'Cause we all toured with a fella by the name a'
Now was o-fficial tour director, Electrical plug connector An' the slave-drivin'-est conductor That we seen in our lives He'd say "Whaddya mean, ya need more "The world don't whether ya look yer best! "Simply up promptly at six A.M. with your instruments ...and your wives!"
in sorta of "Bringing In The Sheaves" way] Shall we at the airport?
He'd always arrive in the a' time A good minutes ahead a' flight time A-lookin' like he'd been drug through a eye He'd there, stoned and about ta choke On his Egg McMuffin an' his giant An' then he'd throw all the on the counter and say "Check the bags and fly!" "Well, mean, this is too much weight? "We only got forty-six a' freight! "And if it don't go, who's gonna it to our fan club in Tacoma?"
We'd all get embarassed an' for the plane While Milton stood there, bein' But somehow he always managed ta get on ...in sort of a coma
When the drinks were up yonder...
Well, we deplaned at th' end All the seemed to commence again Though had ordered three station wagons, a pickup truck and a limo And though he'd phoned ahead to that Two Cussin' an' fussin' an' blue always end up with two Datsoons and a Pinto
Now Milton all a' that stuff in stride Laid on the floor, an' kicked an' But we always looked up to him for hope and But we'd sink to the a' trav'lers hell When he'd check us in a motel And he'd the clerk by his shirt an' tie an' say "Whaddya mean, reservacines?"
Milton's bolder...
He'd himself in room one-oh-four Let nobody in 'til he swept the Adjusted the lampshade, aligned the TV, the faucet, called the promoter "Well, mean we're the warmup show? "You're me on! We're stars, ya know! "And this ain't the way we was treated summer at Six Flags Over Dakota! "Now we have a hunnert percent top billing, "Two-thirds in advance, a' course, you silly! "I'm we prefer a chauffered limosine and two air-conditioned dressing rooms, please. "I'm what? Well, your wife! She's not? Well, to each his own. "Beg pardon, stick it in my Well, really, Merle who?"
William Morris, us working...
Now, Milton was a real good a' mine An' stuck together on down that line But there was one or two points over which we had to dee-bate takin'-your-clothes-off-an'-hangin'-from-a-cross-in-front-a'-the-Tri-County-Fairgrounds Is not necessarily an assurance that the crowd ain't gonna start throwin' An' when ya arrive at four for a five show An' the stage built an' there's no electricity all ya could do is sit on yer butt an' cut bait However, you give ol' four strong bodies, a nine-foot grand, a beer and a cigarette An' you knew that show was gonna be ...outta state
Bringing in the in the bread...
Now one up there in Washington We didn't get paid for a show we'd An' poor ol' Milton couldn't live with his brain just shorted out. Well, he locked in the bathroom An' then when he didn't come out for an hour an' a We figgered that was wrong, but we had to remove all doubt We transfixed in shock and horror When we busted that there bathroom door And I hope I never see a sight like that again; no, I There was nothin' to do but our eyes, an' bow our heads, an' vocalize With a silent acapella hymn, for him
What a we had in Milton...
Now we're gettin' ready, next December To put another concert tour And I'm sad to say ol' Milton ain't a-gonna be us No, it ain't gonna be exactly the When they introduce us without his So Milton, wherever you are, we hope you us! See, Milton has on down the road the rainbow, lookin' for gold Yeah, he's up there where the stage is always on But we forget that curly hair When we saw him a-settin' there Holdin' his tambourine, suckin' his thumb, an' sound asleep on the