Loudon Wainwright III
Loudon Wainwright III
Loudon Wainwright III
Loudon Wainwright III
Loudon Wainwright III
Loudon Wainwright III
Loudon Wainwright III
Loudon Wainwright III
Loudon Wainwright III
Loudon Wainwright III
Loudon Wainwright III
In Delaware when I was younger
I would live the life obscene
In the spring I had great hunger
I was Brando, I was Dean
Blaspheming, booted blue-jeaned baby boy
Oh, how I made them turn their heads
The townie, brownie girls, they jumped for joy
And begged me, bless them in their beds
In Delaware when I was younger
I would row upon the lake
In the spring I had great hunger
I was Keats, I was Blake
My pimple pencil pain I'd bring
To frogs who sat entranced
My drift-dream ditties I would sing
The water strider danced
In Delaware when I was younger
They thought St. Andrew had sufficed
But in the spring I had great hunger
I was Buddha, I was Christ
You wicked wise men where you wonder
You Pharisees one day will pay
See my lightning, hear my thunder
I am truth, I know the way
In Delaware when I was younger