From the recording The Party Goes On
Lyrics
She holds herself back in the sunlightBut she spends all her cash when it rainsI want to tell herI do the sameThe evening is filled with her laughterThe evening is filled with her smileI’m feeling betterAfter awhileWho am I to wander through this celebration row?Who am I to riddle all the pain that I knowin a song?And the party goes on.I’m looking for a writer to show meI’m leaning on the authors of oldfor some kind of answersome way homeShe’s standing at the edge of a doorwayA stack of books they lie at her feetShe does not need themShe is completeWho am I to wander through this celebration row?Who am I to riddle all the pain that I knowin a song?And the party goes on.It’s later now the mob is unwindingBut the music seems to keep it in strideAnd she is floatingbut on the insideThe night is making good on it’s promiseTo give her everything that she needsjust for awhilethe hunger it feedsWho am I to wander through this celebration row?Who am I to riddle all the pain that I knowin a song?And the party goes on.
(From the album "misfit hymns")
music & lyrics by James Houlahan
published by Gumbo Luvah Music