Andrew Calhoun

Hup Two Three
by Andrew Calhoun

Hup two three for the hand in the glove
And a four five six for the people I love
Seven eight nine what I cannot be
A tired old dream that goes with me
A tired old dream that goes with me

Hip hooray for the boys at the bar
Hip hooray for the way things are
Hip hooray what I cannot do
Say the reading for the people I knew
Say the reading for the people I knew

Hare Krishna full in the face
Hare Krishna all over the place
Hare Krishna, how does it feel
Pain like a river and a heart like a wheel
Pain like a river and a heart like a wheel

Pick up sticks to a ragtime tune
Pick up sticks to make a house on the moon
Pick up sticks, put the blame on me
And the shame on me
And the flame on me

Skip the rope said the little shaver
Skip the rope ten years hard labor
Skip the rope it was a cruel joke
He tripped the whip when the skip rope broke
He tripped the whip when the skip rope broke

Down the line I'm bound to be
Down the line all chasing free
Down the line with a heart that's colder
Lord have mercy, we grow older
Lord have mercy, we grow older