(A rude wimmin-type sneaks in the back and breaks into an Austin Lounge Lizards tune...)

I'm a man of few words,
But a few is enough;
A man don't need to talk,
He just gets up and walks
When the going gets rough.
...
So paint me on velvet,
And do not disguise
The bright silver teardrops
that you brought to these eyes.
Hang me out by the roadside
For the whole world to see--
Jesus and Elvis,
The dogs playing poker,
And Willie and me.