Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
James Gang
Performer
Joe Walsh
Guitar
Jim Fox
Drums
Dale Peters
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joe Walsh
Composer
Jim Fox
Composer
Dale Peters
Composer
James Fox
Composer
Maurice Ravel
Composer
Carel Werber
Composer
Vince Guaraldi
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bill Szymczyk
Producer
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
When I became of age, my mama sat me down
Said, "Son, you're growin' up, it's time you looked around"
So I began to notice some things I haven't seen before
That's what brought me here knockin' on your back door, oh, yeah
[Verse 2]
A closet queen, the bus stop fiend, she wants to shake my hand
I don't want to be there, she decides she can
It's Apple Dan, he's just the man to pick fruit off your branches
I can't sleep, and we can't keep his cattle off my ranches, oh
Oh, yeah, hey, yeah
[Verse 3]
It's too strong, somethin's wrong and I guess I've lost the feelin'
I don't mind the games you play, but I don't like you dealin'
Cards look bad, the luck's been had, and there's nothin' left to smoke
We'll all be back tomorrow for the punchline of the joke, whoa, oh
Whoa, oh, oh
Written by: Carel Werber, Dale Peters, James Fox, Jim Fox, Joe Walsh, Maurice Ravel, Vince Guaraldi