Lyrics I'm Still Here - Judy Collins

I'm Still Here

Good times and bad times
I’ve seen them all
And my dear, I’m still here
Plush velvet sometimes
Sometimes just pretzels and beer
But I’m here
Oh, I’ve stuffed the dailies in my shoes
Strummed ukuleles, I’ve sung the blues
Seen all my dreams disappear
But I’m here
I’ve slept in shanties
Guest of the W.P.A
But I’m here
I danced in my scanties
Three bucks a night was the pay
But I’m here
Oh, I’ve stood on bread lines with the best
Watched while the headlines did the rest
In the depression was I depressed?
Nowhere near
I met a big financier
And I’m here
I’ve gotten through Herbert and J. Edgar Hoover
Gee, that was fun and a half
When you’ve been through Herbert and J. Edgar Hoover
Anything else is a laugh
Oh, I’ve been through Reno
I’ve been through Beverly Hills
And I’m here
Reefers and vino
Rest cures, religion, and pills
But I’m here
I’ve been called a 'Pinko', commie tool
Got through it stinko by my pool
I should’ve gone to an acting school
Well, that seems clear
Oh, still someone said, «She's sincere»
So I’m here
Black sable one day
Next day it goes into hock
But I’m here
Top billing Monday
Tuesday you’re touring in stock
But I’m here
First, you’re another sloe-eyed vamp
Then someone’s mother, then you’re camp
And then you career from career
Hey, to career
I’m almost through my memoirs
And I’m here
I’ve gotten through
«Hey, lady, aren’t you whoozis?
Wow, what a looker you were»
Or better yet
«Sorry, I thought you were whoozis.
Whatever happened to her?»
Good times and bum times
I’ve seen 'em all
And I’m still here
Plush velvet sometimes
Sometimes just pretzels and beer
But I’m here
I’ve run the gamut, A to Z
Three cheers and dammit, c’est la vie
I got through all of last year
And I’m here
Lord knows, at least I’ve been there
And I’m here
Look who’s here
I’m still here
Kurt Hummel is here
Whoo, yeah