(Kinky Friedman)

From a friend of yours in Texas
Who's had a little trouble finding love.

I'm considered quite attractive
And I've always been quite active at the club.
But the life I lead's so lonesome
That I wonder, Abbie, if you've ever known
What it's like to live in others' dreams
And never have a dream to call your own.
There's a divorcee in Dallas,
There's a girl who's much too young in Idaho.
London Bridge is falling down
And the clergyman is out of town
And there's a daughter no one wants in Buffalo.
And I'm wondering â'‚¬?bout America,
Wondering if we lost more than the war.
I'm just wondering if there's any silver lining left
Behind the golden door.

And dear Abbie, Abbie I just had to write.
Dear Abbie, Abbie is there any love in sight ?

Well, the last time that I saw you
You were living at the old Chelsea Hotel.
Even though it's been a while, hell
Even now it makes me smile
To think of how you tennis-shoed the bill.
And it seems like only yesterday
You fell off of the sea-saw and you cried
And your daddy lit the fireworks
In the backyard on the fourth day of July.

And dear Abbie, Abbie I just had to write,
Dear Abbie, Abbie, where are you tonight ?