Bill Callahan - Ry Cooder Lyrics

Ry Cooder
He's a real straight shooter
Is that Ry Cooder?

So laid back and exact in his attack of the discipline
Like a cat I wonder what bag he's next going to get in

He's a real shapeshifter
Better call him Mister
"Uh, Mister Cooder?"

English rocker's all the money goes right up their nose
While Ry just smiles
And tries another difficult yoga pose

He's a real straight spiner
Gold song 49er

He freed Cuba with a Buena Vista
Him and them, and it turned me on to old Kim Sinh
And remember those lakes he played on Chicken Skin

Now imagine him laying a part down right here
Where the song grows thin
Drawing all the listeners who tuned out right back in

He's a real sidekicker
And a mighty good leader
In and out of so many bags
A recent mandolin with bluegrass Ricky Skaggs