‘Twas a dark day in Dallas - November ‘63 The day that will live on in infamy 

President Kennedy was riding high A good day to be living and a good day to die 

Being led to the slaughter like a sacrificial lamb Say wait a minute boys, do you know who I am? 

Of course we do, we know who you are Then they blew off his head  

when he was still in the car Shot down like a dog in broad daylight 

‘Twas a matter of timing and the timing was right You got unpaid debts and we’ve come to collect 

We’re gon’ kill you with  hatred and without any respect 

We’ll mock you and shock  you, we’ll grin in your face 

We’ve already got someone here to take your place The day that they blew out the brains of the king 

Thousands were watching, no one saw a thing It happened so quickly - so quick by surprise 

Right there in front of everyone’s eyes Greatest magic trick ever under the sun 

Perfectly executed, skillfully done Wolfman, oh wolfman, oh wolfman, howl 

Rub a dub dub – it’s murder most foul  

Hush lil children, you’ll soon understand

The Beatles are coming  they’re gonna hold your hand

Slide down the banister, go get your coat Ferry ‘cross the Mersey and go for the throat 

There’s three bums comin’ all dressed in rags Pick up the pieces and lower the flags 

I’m going to Woodstock, it’s the Aquarian Age Then I’ll go over to Altamont and sit near the stage

Put your head out the window, let the good times roll There’s a party going on behind the grassy knoll 

Stack up the bricks and pour the cement Don’t say Dallas don’t love you, Mr. President 

Put your foot in the tank and step on the gas Try to make it to the triple underpass 

Black face singer - white face clown Better not show your faces after the sun goes down

I’m in the red-light district like a cop on the beat Living in a nightmare on Elm Street 

When you’re down on Deep Ellum  put your money in your shoe 

Don’t ask what your country can do for you

Cash on the barrel head, money to burn

Dealey Plaza, make a left hand turn

Go down to the crossroads, try to flag a ride

That’s the place where  Faith, Hope and Charity died 

Shoot ‘em while he runs,  boy, shoot ‘em while you can 

See if you can shoot the Invisible Man

Goodbye, Charlie, goodbye Uncle Sam

Frankly, Miss Scarlet, I don’t give a damn

What is the truth and where did it go 

Ask Oswald and Ruby - they oughta know

Shut your mouth, says the wise old owl 

Business is business and it’s murder most foul

Tommy can you hear me, I’m the Acid Queen 

I’m ridin’ in a long black Lincoln limousine

Ridin’ in the back seat, next to my wife 

Heading straight on into the afterlife

I’m leaning to the left, got my head in her lap 

Oh Lord, I’ve been led into some kind of a trap 

We ask no quarter, no quarter do we give

We’re right down the street  from the street where you live 

They mutilated his body and took out his brain What more could they do, they piled on the pain 

But his soul was not there  where it was supposed to be at 

For the last fifty years  they’ve been searching for that 

Freedom, oh freedom, freedom over me 

Hate to tell you, Mister,  but only dead men are free 

Send me some loving - tell me no lie

Throw the gun in the gutter and walk on by

Wake up, Little Suzie, let’s go for a drive Cross the Trinity River, let’s keep hope alive 

Turn the radio on, don’t touch the dials Parkland Hospital’s only six more miles

You got me dizzy Miss Lizzy, you filled me with lead

That magic bullet of yours has gone to my head 

I’m just a patsy like Patsy Cline I never shot anyone from in front or behind 

Got blood in my eyes, got blood in my ear

I’m never gonna make it to the New Frontier

Zapruder’s film, I’ve seen that before

Seen it thirty three times, maybe more 

It’s vile and deceitful - it’s cruel and it’s mean

Ugliest thing that you ever have seen 

They killed him once, they killed him twice 

Killed him like a human sacrifice

The day that they killed him, someone said to me, “Son,


The age of the anti-Christ has just only begun.” 

Air Force One coming in through the gate

Johnson sworn in at two thirty-eight 

Let me know when you decide to throw in the towel

It is what it is and it’s murder most foul

What’s New Pussycat - Wha’d I say

I said the soul of a nation been torn away 

And it’s beginning to go down into a slow decay

And that it’s thirty-six hours past judgment day 

Wolfman Jack, he’s speaking in tongues

He’s going on and on at the top of his lungs 

Play me a song, Mr. Wolfman Jack Play it for me in my long Cadillac 

Play that Only The Good Die Young

Take me to the place where Tom Dooley was hung 

Play St. James Infirmary  in the court of King James 

If you want to remember,  better write down the names 

Play Etta James too, play I’d Rather Go Blind

Play it for the man with the telepathic mind 

Play John Lee Hooker play Scratch My Back

Play it for that strip club owner named Jack 

Guitar Slim - Goin’ Down Slow

Play it for me and for Marilyn Monroe 

And please, Don’t Let Me Be Misunderstood

Play it for the First Lady, she ain’t feeling too good

Play Don Henley - play Glenn Frey 

Take it to the Limit and let it go by

Play it for Carl Wilson too

Lookin’ far, far away down Gower Avenue Play Tragedy, play Twilight Time 

Take Me Back to Tulsa to the scene of the crime Play another one and Another One Bites the Dust 

Play the Old Rugged Cross and in God We Trust Ride the Pink Horse down that Long, Lonesome Road 

Stand there and wait for his head to explode Play Mystery Train for Mr. Mystery 

The man who fell down dead, like a rootless tree 

Play it for the Reverend, play it for the Pastor Play it for the dog that’s got no master 

Play Oscar Peterson and play Stan Getz Play Blue Sky, play Dickie Betts 

Play Art Pepper, play Thelonious Monk Charlie Parker and all that junk 

All that junk and All That Jazz

Play something for The Birdman of Alcatraz 

Play Buster Keaton play Harold Lloyd Play Bugsy Siegel play Pretty Boy Floyd 

Play all the numbers, play all the odds Play Cry Me A River for the Lord of the Gods 

Play number nine, play number six 

Play it for Lindsey and Stevie Nicks

Play Nat King Cole, play Nature Boy 

Play Down in the Boondocks for Terry Malloy

Play It Happened One Night and One Night of Sin 

There’s twelve million souls that are listening in Play the Merchant of Venice,  

play the merchants of death Play Stella by Starlight for Lady Macbeth 

Don’t worry Mr. President, help’s on the way Your brothers are comin’, there’ll be hell to pay 

Brothers? What brothers? What’s this about hell? 

Tell ‘em we’re waitin’- keep  coming - we’ll get ‘em as well 

Love Field is where his plane touched down But it never did get back up off of the ground 

Was a hard act to follow, second to none They killed him on the Altar of the Rising Sun 

Play Misty for me and that Old Devil Moon Play Anything Goes and Memphis in June 

Play Lonely at the Top and Lonely Are the Brave Play it for Houdini spinning around in his grave

Play Jelly Roll Morton, play Lucille Play Deep in a Dream and play Drivin’ Wheel

Play Moonlight Sonata in F sharp

And Key to the Highway by the king of the harp 

Play Marchin’ Through  Georgia and Dumbarton’s Drums 

Play Darkness and death will come when it comes

Play Love Me or Leave Me by the great Bud Powell 

Play the Blood Stained Banner  - play Murder Most Foul

Kennedy: If a free society, cannot help the many who are poor,

it cannot save the few who are rich.

Let both sides join in creating a new endeavor.

Where the strong are just. And the weak secure. And the peace preserved.