P.F. Sloan

No no no no no no no no Don't sing this song No, don't sing this song No no no no no no no no no no Don't sing this song It belongs to P.F. Sloan I have been seeking P.F. Sloan But no one knows where he has gone No one ever heard the song That boy sent winging Now, you might sigh and you might moan And sweat about the skin and bone And you just smiled and read the Rolling Stone While he continued singing Now, listen to him singing No no no no no no no no Don't sing this song No, don't sing this song No no no no no no no no no no Don't sing this song It belongs to P.F. Sloan Oh, from now on Old friend Trigger up and died Now, they've got him stuffed and dried You know, they've tanned his hide and crucified Now, he's staring glassy-eyed out through the parlor door Nixon's come and bound to stay He's taken all my sins away I heard it on the news today But it set my ears to ringing Can't you hear the people singing? No no no no no no no no no no Don't sing this song No, don't sing this song No no no no no no no no no no Don't sing this song It belongs to P.F. Sloan Oh, from now on Last time I saw P.F. Sloan He was summer burned and winter blown But he turned that corner all alone And he was singing Listen to him singing No no no no no no no no Don't sing this song No, don't sing this song No no no no no no no no no no Don't sing this song It belongs to P.F. Sloan Oh, from now on No no no no no no no no no no Don't sing this song No, don't sing this song No no no no no no no no no no Don't sing this song It belongs to P.F. Sloan Oh, from now on