My Friend Jim

I went to see my friend Jim
Living on the other side of ordinary
Making whirlybirds and kaleidoscopes
A Picasso wearing rabbit ears
Don't let them take him away

I went to see my friend Jim
Getting high behind the Church of Christ
Listening to cicadas and radio static
A Hank Williams on the lost highway
Don't let them take him away

My friend Jim
Do you know him?
The chances are slim
He's outside looking in
My friend Jim

I went to see my friend Jim
Living in an abandoned camper trailer
Humming show tunes and dancing in circles
A Fred Astaire without his Ginger Rodgers
Don't let them take him away

I went to see my friend Jim
Running between the sirens and sorrows
Haunted by ghosts and circuit court judges
A Dylan Thomas for model drinkers
Don't let them take him away

My friend Jim
Do you know him?
The chances are slim
He's outside looking in
My friend Jim

Don't let them take him away
Don't let them take him away
Don't let them take him away



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Sawrey
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