Territory Of Poets

Lyrics

Well, he's tired of getting up Tired of life Tired of working at the same old job And tired of his wife Overcome with a desire To come of age Better step aside for Johnny 'Cause he's come to take the stage Take the stage [Chorus] He's in the territory of poets Movin' slow He's in the territory of moving But not knowing which way to go He hides the ring that's on his finger Made of gold He's in the territory of poets But he's doing what he's told What he's told Johnny's looking 'round the bar For a dance Once he sets his eye on Sally Well, she doesn't stand a chance Though the lines that he's rehearsed Pass her by When he asks her for a date She says, "Friday would be fine How 'bout nine?" [Chorus] He's in the territory of poets Movin' slow He's in the territory of moving But not knowing which way to go He hides the ring that's on his finger Made of gold He's in the territory of poets And he's doing what he's told What he's told Sally's putting on her dress Half past eight Johnny takes a little line of something Just to keep him straight Through her shadow and her blush She shines through She says her powder makes her feel much better He says his does too His does too [Chorus] He's in the territory of poets He's movin' slow He's in the territory of moving But not knowing which way to go He hides the ring that's on his finger Made of gold He's in the territory of poets And he's doing what he's told (doing what he's told) What he's told [Chorus] He's in the territory of poets Movin' slow He's in the territory of moving But not knowing which way to go (which way to go) He hides the ring that's on his finger Made of gold He's in the territory of poets And he's doing what he's told (doing what he's told)