THE LAST WORDS OF GENE AUTRY

Lyrics by Franz Nicolay and Emilyn Brodsky

Set your clock ten minutes late
Close your eyes and concentrate
On me. On you. Can’t we? Won’t you?

Set your clock two hours late
Just to make our children wait
For us…Won’t you? Can’t we?
Please…

Please, urologist world, rx give us what we need
We plead for the world to give us what we need
We will the world to lend us what we need
But it ends, we concede, learn joy
And extend…

…Our small worlds and sympathies
Made our loves, our friends,
We skinned our knees, didn’t we?
Don’t we? Won’t we?

Please, world, give us what we need
We plead for the world to give us what we need
We will the world to lend us all we need
But it ends, we concede, learn joy
And ascend.

lyrics by Franz Nicolay and Emily Hope Price

You are mine tonight
Despite the world and all its ills tonight
You’re mine tonight.

I touched her skin
Hot oil burned
She breathed me in
Stroked her face
Rearranged her hair
Put every strand in place

Yesterday it was your sister
Tomorrow, capsule your mother
Tonight, geriatrician
you’re mine

You are mine tonight
Despite the world and all its ills tonight

I go door to door
Like a salesman giving of myself but taking much more
I bless the first-born and the next
Take them wholly and give them rest
I’ll pass by, I’ll find you; Z for Zachariah
I’ll pluck out your eyes

You are mine tonight
Despite the world and all its ills tonight
You’re mine tonight.
Tonight you’re mine.