Warren Harding - Al Stewart

I’m leaving my home in Europe behind

Heading out for a new state of mind

New York town is calling to me Dollar an hour from the company

Warren Gameliel Harding

Alone in the White House, watching the sun

Come up on the morning of 1921

I just want someone to talk to, to talk to, to talk to

I’ve got no shoes upon my feet

I’ve been all day with nothing to eat

It sure gets hard down here in the street

But I know where I’m going to be Warren Gameliel Harding

Playing cards in a smoke filled room

Winning and losing, filling the time

I just want someone to talk to, to talk to, to talk to Don’t go down to the docks tonight

The cops are nosing around for the site

We moved the booze just before daylight

They won’t find it now, it’ll be alright

Warren Gameliel Harding

In Alaska, running out of days

Leaving the ladies, God moves in strange ways

I just want someone to talk to, to talk to, to talk to Don’t leave me here on such a lonely day

Don’t leave me here on such a lonely day