Wildwood Blues

Got them old, Wildwood blues

Got them old, Wildwood blues

Wildwood town, some bad news

Got them old, Wildwood blues

Drinking beer by the sea

Giant baseball park by the sea

Looking like 1953

Vegetable soup by the sea

Look, Harvey, a crab!

Got into town on the 445

I could hardly wait to arrive

Local yokel hippies start performing their tricks

I try to make it out on the 446

Luxurious accommodations, room and board

But I take no anger until I fall on the floor

Baskets, sea shells, anything became my bed

The local yokels and Jeanie jumped in just the same now