Lyrics

I pulled in to Washington, I was feeling about half past dead.
I just need some place where I can lay my head.
"Hey, Mister Tony, can you tell me where a man might find a bed?"
He just scowled, "Are you Peter Yarrow" was all he said.

I picked up my bag. I went looking for a place to hide.
When I saw Nigel and Gary walking side by side.
I said, "Hey, Nigel, what you got there for me."
He said, "I got to go, but here’s some swag from Courtney."

Nigel followed me and he caught me in the fog.
He said, "I will play your song, if you plug Tony’s mail bag.”
I said, "Wait a minute, Nigel. You know I'm a pride full man."
He said, "That's okay, boy. Just feed Mr Tony whenever you can"

Here’s Tony’s mail bag to lighten up your day
Because your heart was sinking low, I do believe it's time
To get back to Mr. Tony. You know he's the only one
Who sent me here with his regards for everyone.

Chorus:
Find Sandwiches for Mr. Tony
Make damn sure they’re free.
Find Sandwiches for Mr. Tony.
And... you take the load right off of Nigh