Lyrics P.F. Sloane - Jackson Browne , Jimmy Webb

I have been seeking P.F. Sloan
But no one knows where he has gone
No one ever heard the song
That good old boy sent winging

Now you might sigh
And you might moan
And sweat
About the skin and bone
You just smiled
And read the Rolling Stone
While he continued singing
Yeah, now listen to him singing

No no no no no no no no no no no
Don′t sing this song
No, people, don't you sing this song
No no no no no no no no no no no
Don′t sing this song
It belongs to P.F. Sloan
Oh from now on

My old friend Trigger up and died
Now they've got him stuffed and dried
You know they've tanned his hide
He′s crucified
Starin′ glassy eyed
Out through the portable door

London bridge was finally found
They moved it to another town
And now all the people gather round
To watch the bridge fall down
But I don't think it will no more

No no no no no no no no no no no
Don′t sing this song
No, don't sing this song
No no no no no no no no no no no
Don′t sing this song
It belongs to P.F. Sloan
Oh from now on

Nixon came and came to stay
He could not wash his sins away
I heard it on the news today
But it set my ears to ringing

Last time I saw P.F. Sloan
He was summer burned and winter blown
He turned the corner all alone
But he continued singing
Yeah now, listen to him singing

No no no no no no no no no no no
Don't sing this song
No, don′t sing this song
No no no no no no no no no no no
Don't sing this song
It belongs to P.F. Sloan
Oh from now on