Long Gone Sam

Lyrics: Robert Hunter
Music: David Nelson

One of the David Nelson Band songs played with Phil & Friends.

You know I ain't standing here for the money
Though I wouldn't mind a roll in the dough
And I surely ain't doing it for glory or the quid pro quo

I got no notion about saving the country
I'm leaving that for the FBI
Just trying to keep my priorities straight and trying to slide on by

Sheherezade never finished her story
So the story goes, who really knows
But she's in some whole other category
Just jiving as the need arose

Gotta go
I really got to go
Got to break away
What more can I say
I'm long gone Sam
Gonna take it with me when I go

They say that Jesus never drank from the bottle
That he always used a cup or a mug
And when stirring up the dust, he ain't never swept it under it the rug

One day the devil met him out in the desert
Said if you just throw a dime my way
I'll give you five hundred dollars and a brand new Chevrolet

Now some would settle for a hot cup of coffee
And a cigarette, with no regret
There's others holding out for some kind of guarantee
But babe there's never been one yet

Gotta go
I really got to go
Got to break away
What more can I say
I'm long gone Sam
And I love everybody I know

Some times I have a whole nickel to spend
Then again I got only a dime
So bring it home with you if you wanna be a woman of mine

You know I can't get enough of your loving
You knock me over like a Jericho
When you [cry break glory] and you shake it for me nice and slow

Now there's a second side to every story
At least that's what I've heard, if not a third
In case a certain sentence may be mandatory
Ain't waiting for the final word

Gotta go
I really got to go
Got to break away
What more can I say
I'm long gone Sam
Gonna take it with me when I go