it's cold over here.

my friend mark topping sent me some of these lyrics this week. a bit of fun for my english friends and texan friends back home!

'well when you're down on your luck and you ain't got a buck 

in london you're a goner,

even london bridge has fallen down and moved to arizona.

now i know why and i'll substantiate the rumor that the english sense of humor

is drier than the texas sand.

you can put up your dukes or you can bet your boots but i'm leavin' as fast as i can.

i want to go home with the armadillo good country music from amarillo and abilene,

the friendliest people and the prettiest women you've ever seen.

well it's cold over here.

lord i swear i wish they'd turn the heat on.

and where in the world is that english girl i promised i would meet on the third floor,

and of the whole damn lot the only friend i got is a smoke and a cheap guitar.

my mind keeps rollin' and my heart keeps yearnin' to be home in texas bar.

i want to go home with the armadillo...

well i decided that i'd get my cowboy hat and go down to marble arch station,

'cause when a texas fancies he'll take his chances,

chances will be taken that's for sure.

and them limey eyes, they were eyin' the prize some people call manly footwear,

and they said you're from down south and when you open your mouth,

son you always seem to put your foot there.

i want to go home with armadilla...

-jerry jeff walker