Strolling down the highway with my shoes in my hand I don't talk much, I'm a quiet man Beauty and silence both run deep And running like crazy while you are asleep You got news for me I got nothing for you Don't pin your blues on me Just go ahead and do whatever you wish to Last Monday night I saw a fight Between Wednesday and Thursday over Saturday night Tuesday asked me what was going on I said "Sunday's in the meadow and Friday's in the corn" You got news for me I got nothing for you Don't pin your blues on me Just go ahead and do whatever you wish to Hocus-pocus, maladjusted Don't you think my tears get rusted Steady losing means you ain't using What you really think is right You got news for me I got nothing for you Don't pin your blues on me Just go ahead and do whatever you wish to Oodles of light, what a beautiful sight Both of God's eyes are shining tonight Rays and beams of incredible dreams And I am a quiet man Oodles of light what a beautiful sight Both of God's eyes are shining tonight Rays and beams of incredible dreams And I am a quiet man Oodles of light what a beautiful sight Both of God's eyes are shining tonight Rays and beams of incredible dreams And I am a quiet man