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I did it all for you

(i did it all for you)

She took his dentures from his mouth
And placed them in her own.
Took a shovel from the shed
And then dragged him from their home.
(i did it all for you.)
Left a note tacked to the door,
"paid in full" is what it said.
High above i look below
And watch her slowly go.
River, like magnesium,
Burns.

(i did it all for you)

He stuck his fingers in their backs
To count the holes he bore.
Doused them all in kerosene
And moved to bolt the door.
(i did it all for you)
Called his dad and said goodbye
As his lit match hit the floor.
High above i look below
And watch them slowly go.
River, like magnesium,
Burns.

(i did it all for you)

Set his guilt before his rage
Set it like a wall
To protect what he once knew as love,
But which he never knew at all.
River, like magnesium,
Burns.
(i did it all for you)
(i did it all for you)

Dragging hooks

Can't lose the taste of this river mud,
Black water in my lungs.
They say you can't step in the same river twice
Well i've been stepping in this river seems like most my life.

So sharpen up those dragging hooks
Tie that sheep shank tight
Cast into the river boys
We're dragging for those lost years tonight.

There's a man whose lost his wife
Said she'd be home by eight,
But that was well on three weeks ago
Now he's walking those banks searching for clues to her fate.

See that girl she's lost her boy
Flash flood stole him away.
Now she keeps a vigil on that suspension bridge
Praying for that river to return him one day.

So sharpen up those dragging hooks
Tie that clove hitch tight
Cast into the river boys
We're dragging for lost love tonight.

Can't lose the taste of this river mud
Black water in my lungs.
They say even the weariest river in the end will find the sea
But here among the cat tails all we discuss is breaking free

So sharpen up those dragging hooks
Tie that sheep shank tight
Cast into the water boys
We're dragging for lost souls tonight.

Bread and wine

Well i'm lyin' in my bed, a tangle of arms and legs,
But the one that i'm with is not the one bouncing 'round my head.
I could turn this into song or cheap fantasy,
But whatever i've ignited will still burn in me.

Bread and wine, bread and wine, your heart ain't nearly as guilty as mine.

I'm a dark heavy heart. I'm a soul full of holes.
I'm a boat that is sinking, muddy waters threatening this baggage in my hold.
And there's a line in my head from an old gospel song,
But no matter how hard i try, the words they just come out wrong.

Bread and wine, bread and wine your thoughts aint nearly as wicked as mine.
Bread and wine, bread and wine your cross aint nearly as heavy as mine.

I've been graced by the gift of a gold wedding band.
I've been soothed by the simple caress of my true love's hand.
And yet i'm lyin' in my bed, a tangle of arms and legs,
And the one that i'm with is not the one that i'm dreaming of.

Bread and wine, bread and wine, won't you please be my bread and wine.
Bread and wine, bread and wine, won't you please be my bread and wine.

Upon still waters

(a curly blonde disaster
Lying out there)

He said, "you make me feel
As desired as a crackling fire."
She said, "i saw a man out walking
Upon still waters….

(i want to lie beside you
In a warm bed,

Feel your heart
Beat in my throat.)

….and no one stopped to stare.
There he was all, alone,
Out walking upon still waters."

He said, "you can feel it fall,
All at once upon the land."
She said, "you don't know what you've missed
Until you've walked upon still waters."

(a curly blonde disaster)

Dark hole again

Stuck in that dark hole again.
Someone throw me a ladder
On which i can depend.
Someone give me a handhold
To help me ascend.
Someone give me a reason
To start up these walls once again.

Lost in those gray clouds again.
Trying to punch my way through them
As fear settles in.
Earth growing larger as i fall into a spin.
Someone give me a reason
To take on those gray clouds again.

Caught in this rip tide again.
My mouth wide open,
The sea pouring in.
Perhaps i'll just float here
And see where this journey ends.
Until someone gives me a reason
To stay clear of those rip tides again.

Thousand year prayer

Here we all are at the end of "the century of beauty lost".
We greedily ate what you gave us, the rest we tossed.
We've trapped all your rivers, paved every pass,
Pulled at your sky till we caused it to rip.
But you've got jimi hendrix so lets call it an even split.

I've met a girl who has turned my whole world upside down.
The stars i once stretched for, now litter the ground.
I am cursed by too little, or is it too much belief,
In the strength of another man's words.
But i've got a girl, thank you lord.

Here we all are at the start of another thousand years.
All those love stories, yet to be told.
Ours is this river asleep at our feet,
Blessed by this wet autumn day.
Here we all are……

I’m so open

Just outside there waiting.
Just outside the circle.
Waiting for that finger to point your way.
Just keep running. Just keep running.

New ones quickly burning.
Old ones die away.
Fires lit to say goodbye or hello.
Which way you looking? Which way you looking?

Count all wounds that brought you here.
Lay your blessings end to end.
Rid yourself of all regrets
Because here is where it all begins.
A bumbler's game, a cheaters wheel
Where the winner pays the highest cost.
You've laid your marker now watch the ball.
Hold your breath its about to fall.

Just outside there waiting.
Just outside the circle.
Waiting there is someone i don't know who.
I'm so open, i'm so open.

I don't sleep most nights,
Just lie awake and count my blessings.

I'll take this endless life
Of perfect pointless mornings.

I'll hold you till the morning comes
'Cause it's all that i can do.

I'm so open. I'm so open.

I don't like these last goodbyes.
I don't like goodbyes.

Small swift birds

I've been told that it's just the way life goes.
Once the wildest river is now a trickle to the sea.
The peak we risk our lives to scale becomes dirt beneath our feet.
The wisdom of a life time always disappears untapped.
Paradise once given will always be taken back.
And the love you hang your life upon will start to slowly crack.

I have seen people suffocate the dream.
Forgetting to turn that one last time while she watches through the door.
Focusing on the garbage that she use to ignore.
Thinking she looks so beautiful but not yelling it out loud.
He should have thought to kiss her before he headed out.
Just forgetting how fucking lucky you are to have found her in such a crowd.

But we've seen a cloud of starlings rising on a crisp autumn day.
We were handed the weight of a child sleeping and bore her away.
We've tasted the tears that fall when saying goodbye forever.
And we've seen the silver from a waxing moon wash upon the shore.

I have heard about the lives of small swift birds.
They dazzle with their colour and their deftness through the air.
Just a simple glimpse will keep you simply standing there.
Legendary journeys made on fragile hollow wings.
The night skies rich with whistling each and every spring.
And then there's the day we look for them and can't find them anywhere.

I've been told that it's just the way life goes.

Beneath the gate

She was found beneath the gate,
Forsaken at the gate.
Who would have thought that so much love
Could be so carelessly misplaced.
Found. Beneath the gate.

We gazed upon the moon,
A honed and whetted moon.
Wondered if you saw the same
An hour from your mothers womb.
Gazing at the moon.

We stood beneath the gate.
Three beneath the gate.
The rare good will of the random world,
Smiling like a sickle moon.

She was found beneath the gate.
Forsaken at the gate.
Found beneath the gate.

Close my eyes

I want to walk away
Like judas from the table
Turn my back
And walk away

I want to close my eyes
Like that novice at the altar
Bow my head
And close my eyes

Sorrow took love's splintered hands
And waltzed her 'cross a painted floor
Whispered softly in her ear
"let's get outta here"

I'm going to breathe the air
That my children will be breathing
Breathe them out
And breathe them in again

I'm going to close my eyes
And walk away
Turn my back
Bow my head
And close my eyes

One soul now

One soul now

Abandon all those precious things.
One soul now
Carry only what twilight brings.
One soul now
Watch the colour drain from the sky.
One soul now
Stillness settles, glides on by.
One soul now

I don't understand how these things
Move the way they do.
Collide the way they do.
Feel the way they do.
When we touch the way we do.

Fireflies drift on a midnight fog.
One soul now
Twinkling gifts from a puzzling god.
One soul now
Journey out into the fields.
One soul now
Crane our necks and watch us wheel.
On soul now

I don't understand how these things
Move the way they do.
Collide the way they do.
Feel the way they do.
When we touch the way we do.

Feel the weight of all those slings
One soul now
Carrying only what twilight brings
One soul now

Why this one

Of all the lives to live why this one?
Filled with could-have-been. No fun.
Countless nights of anxious frustrations.
Of all the lives to live why this one?

Of all the souls to meet why these two?
One, old and dark, furious as a shrugging ocean.
The other, shiny, fresh as a winter morning.
Of all the souls to meet why these two?

Another night in bed with you
Another day beside you gone.
Slipping softly off to sleep
You say, "do you ever wonder why this one?"

A dusty simple-minded piece of fiction.
Strange and odd, twisted as a contradiction.
A glittering jewel of flaws and celebration.

Another night in bed with you
Another day beside you gone.
Slipping softly off to sleep
You say, "do you ever wonder why this one?"
You say, "do you ever wonder why this one?"
You say, "do you ever wonder why this one?"
Why this one, why this one, why this one?

My wild child

Betrayed? It's the question
That i am asking.
Or just a lucky one deceived by too much love.

Confused. Is the issue.
I'm in need of high rescue.
Another lucky one stunned by too much love.

My wild child
She's my salvaged shipwreck.
My wild child she's my stone.
My wild child
She's my constant reminder.
My wild child she's my home.

Lost. Is the place
Where i'm hammering stakes.
Sign says, "a lucky one done in by too much love."

Saved. Is the state
That we are told was graced.
He was just a lucky one betrayed by too much love.

My wild child
She's my salvaged shipwreck.
My wild child she's my stone.
My wild child
She's my constant reminder.
My wild child she's my home.

Life. Is the riddle
Of which we're caught in the middle.
A couple of lucky ones
Tangled up in too much love.

My wild child
She's my salvaged shipwreck.
My wild child she's my stone.
My wild child
She's my constant reminder.
My wild child she's my home.
My wild child brings me home.

From hunting ground to city

To hunting ground from city.
That's where my baby took me with her smile.
To hunting ground from city.
I never thought that i'd have to retrace those miles.
It's been a while since i've seen that smile
Appear upon her face
And now i find i'm slowly drifting back
From hunting ground to city.

To hunting ground from city.
Our daughters eyes they took us for a ride.
To hunting ground from city.
Cat's eyes sparkling, blue eyes in my mind.
We said goodbye under a drop of sky
We left her in that place
And now we find we're slowly drifting back
From hunting ground to city.

From hunting ground from city.
The journey down is sure to be a laugh.
From hunting ground from city.
At least we'll have each other to see it pass.
I've seen that line of broken minds
And i fear to join it's ranks,
But still i find i'm slowly drifting back
From hunting ground to city.

Stars of our stars

Stars of our stars.
Dreams of my dreams.
You come to me
Singing " the stars of our stars".

The stars of our stars
Came up the first day.
The moon did set.
The sun comes up.
And all the stars did disappear.

Stars of our stars.
Dreams of my dreams.
You come to me
Dancing to "the stars of our stars".

The stars of our stars
Came up the second day.
The moon did set.
The sun comes up.
And all the stars did disappear.

Times at night in the spill of light
You catch a glimpse.
You make a start with an eager heart,
But it always slips.
And then everything shifts.

Stars of our stars.
Dreams of my dreams.
You come to me
Trailing "the stars of our stars".

The stars of our stars
Will come up the third day.
The moon will set.
The sun comes up.
And all the stars will disappear.

Notes falling slow

My love swears that he is made of truth
I do believe him though i know he lies.
I've caught him creeping 'round darkened holes.
I've caught him staring at distant skies.

I would have seen it coming but i'm blind with age.
Too much time on the battle line.
Shut it all out just let the notes fall slow.

Slow.

My love lives inside a haze of gloom.
He fears today, what might come tomorrow.
Seeks the shadow, shuns the light.
Bleeds for knowledge, prepares for sorrow.

I would have seen it coming but i'm blind with age.
Too much time on the battle line.
Shut it all out just let the note fall slow.

Slow.

This ain't no depression, just notes falling slow.
An early snow and notes falling slow.
Do i have the strength to bear their passion?
An early snow and notes falling slow.

No long journey home

This ain't no long journey home.
This ain't no trip across the tracks.
This ain't no dead end street
There ain't no turning back.
This ain't no long journey home.

Another tale about an aging man,
A tried but twisted plot,
Another hero finding out that he's not.
Act one we watch the onion peel.
Act two the tragic flaw revealed.
In three we close our eyes as his fate's sealed.

This ain't no long journey home.

Here's a story about a once young girl
Whose life has turned to rot.
Thought she found her dreams but she had not.
Act one we see her bold and strong.
Act two we watch her fumble along.
In three we close our eyes as all goes wrong.

This ain't no long journey home.
This ain't no trip across the tracks.
This ain't no dead end street
There ain't no turning back.
This ain't no long journey home.

A cautionary tale for all who come this way,

A warning writ in water.
Act one you'll see it all so clear.
Act two you'll watch it disappear.
In three open your eyes and stare down your fears.

'Cause this ain't no long journey home.
This ain't no long journey home.
This ain't no long journey home.
This ain't no long journey home.

He will call you baby

He will call you baby
But will he listen when you cry?
He will call you sweetheart
But always seem apart.
He will tear all your fences down,
Trample all into the ground.
He will call you baby.

She will call you honey
And leave you twisting in the wind.
She will call you darling,
Keep you stunned and wondering.
She will take you to another world
Where the winds of confusion swirl.
She will call you honey.

We should call them lucky
As they watch their babies dance.
Or maybe call them crazy
For even thinking they have a chance.
They will carry her as far as they can
Then abandon her once again,
They will call her baby.
They will call her baby

Simon keeper

Jesus was a carpenter he died nailed to a wooden cross.
Irony oh irony upon me it is never lost.

Gather 'round now people, i'm here to tell a tale
About a man who walks among you, a man you each know well.
My name is simon keeper i had a wife and three grown kids,
A job in the towers cooking the books for the shills that grease the skids.

Irony oh irony, you are a bitter fruit to eat.
Stripped of all your beauty your flesh is none too sweet.

Now i ain't the most honest man that ever worked a skim.
I was caught with my hand in the cookie jar and brother that was it.
Fifty-four and a big black mark upon my resume,
I found selling off what you don't own might earn you the time of day.

Next it was a letter from my darling one,
"what's yours is mine, what's mine is mine",
Sealed with a hug and kiss.
One by one my children closed their lives to me.
Lesson learned on daddy's knee,
"give no quarter to the weak".

Irony oh irony, you are the polar seed of truth,
You grow upon the open plain the faithful you uproot.

Kicked around 'bout a year living hand to mouth,
Then one day tryin' to bum a light i felt my will give out.
Sat right down on the corner, started prayin' a little too loud.
Left my troubles far behind
When i saw them emptying their pockets out.

Irony oh irony, you are a treacherous son of a bitch,
Pretending not to care about the heights you'll never reach.

Now i won't start in preaching 'bout reaping what you sow,
This is the story of a half-hearted man,
Half honest as they go.
But sit on down and rest a spell i've got another tale to tell.
About a lost young man in a far away land whose life is just too easy to sell.

Jesus was a carpenter he died nailed to a wooden cross.
Irony oh irony upon me it is never lost.

The slide

Jesus, sweet jesus if you're listening
Can you pass me to your pa.
I'm having a hard time understanding
Why he's so cruel and demanding
With his love.

Darling, sweet darling keep whispering
I'll find you through this din.
Sitting and watching,
Two flames busy dancing
To our love.

Grab on to this moment, inhale it
And hold it inside.
Savour its sweetness,
Yearn for the slide.

Jesus, sweet jesus if you're listening
Can you pass me to your pa.
I'm having a hard time understanding
Why he's so discriminating
With his love.

Early 21st century blues

License to kill

( Bob Dylan )

Man thinks 'cause he rules the earth
He can do with it as he please
And if things don't change soon, he will
Oh, man has invented his doom
First step was touching the moon
Now there's a woman on my block
She just sit there as the night grow still
She say who gonna take away his license to kill

Now, they take him and they teach him
And they groom him for life
And they set him on a path where he's bound to get ill
Then they bury him with stars
Sell his body like they do used cars
Now there's a woman on my block
She just sit there facin' the hill
She say who gonna take away his license to kill

Now, he's hell bent for destruction
He's afraid and confused
And his brain has been mismanaged with great skill
All he believes are his eyes
And his eyes they just tell him lies
But there's a woman on my block
Sitting there in a cold chill

She say who gonna take away his license to kill

May be noisemaker, spirit maker
Heartbreaker, backbreaker
Leave no stone unturned
May be an actor in a plot
That might be all that you got
Till your error you clearly learn

Now he worships at an altar of a stagnant pool
And when he sees his reflection he's fulfilled
Oh, man is opposed to fair play
He wants it all and he wants it his way
Now, there's a woman on my block
She just sit there as the night grow still
She say who gonna take away his license to kill

Two soldiers

( Traditional )

He was just a blue-eyed boston boy
His voice was low with pain
I'll do your bidding commrad mine
If i ride back again
But if you ride back and i am dead
You'll do as much for me
Mother, you know, must hear the news
So write to her tenderly

She's a-waiting at home like a patient saint
Her fallen face paled with woe
Her heart would be broken when i am gone
I'll see her soon, i know.
Just then the order came to charge
For an instant hand touched hand
They sayed "aye" and away they rode
That brave and devoted band

Straight was the course to the top of the hill
And the rebels they shot and shelled
Plowed furroughs of death through the toiling ranks
And guarded them as they fell
There soon was a horrible dying yell
From heights that they could not gain
And those who doom and death had spared
Rode slowly back again

But among the dead that were left on the hill
Was the boy with curly hair
The tall dark man who fought by his side
Lay dead beside him there
Well there was was no one to write to the blue-eyed girl
The words that her lover had said
While mother at home is awaiting her boy
She'll only know he's dead
She'll only know he's dead

December skies

September skies,
Bodies falling
Never again will you catch me admiring
Those vast september skies.

October skies,
Hate is flying.
Crimson leaves slowly falling
From azure october skies.

Time to kill our children
And sing about it.
Let’s all kill our children
And sing about it.

November skies,
Heart is sinking.
No telling where they’re leading
These grey november skies.

Time to kill our children
And sing about it.
Let’s all kill our children
And sing about it.

December skies, star will be rising.
Will we heed those lessons ringing
Through those dark december skies.

Time to kill our children
And sing about it.
Let’s all kill our children
And sing about it.

This world dreams of

Try to find the reference
It makes no difference to me.
Draw your own conclusions,
Add to my confusion if you please.
The time for concessions
And midnight confessions is long gone.
I’ll sit here in the silence
And wait for all the violence to engulf me.

I hate to take the easy way out, now people,
But options are closing down fast.
More things are wrought by prayer
Than this world dreams of.

Vengeance has been tasted,
Hatred cultivated,
Its an old game.
Everyone gets fatter,
People choose what matters,
There’s no shame.

I hate to take the easy way out, now people,
But options are closing down fast.
More things are wrought by prayer
Than this world dreams of.

Simple as a folk tale,
Deadly as a stairwell,
It surrounds you.
Stupid men and bastards
Always bite their masters.
They will get you.

I hate to take the easy way out, now people,
But options are closing down fast.
More things are wrought by prayer
Than this world dreams of.

This world dreams of……

Brothers under the bridge

( Bruce Springsteen )

Saigon, it was all gone
The same coke machines as the streets i grew on
Down a mesquite canyon we come walking along the ridge
Me and the brothers under the bridge

Campsite's an hour's walk from the nearest road to town
Up here there's too much brush and canyon for the chp choppers to touch down
Ain't lookin' for nothin', just wanna live
Me and the brothers under the bridge

Come the santa ana's, man, that dry brush'll light
Billy devon got burned up in his own campfire one winter night
We buried his body in the white stone high up along the ridge
Me and the brothers under the bridge

Had enough of town and the street life
Over nothing you end up on the wrong end of someone's knife
Now i don't want no trouble and i ain't got none to give
Me and the brothers under the bridge

I come home in '72
You were just a beautiful light in your mama's dark eyes of blue
I stood down on the tarmac, i was just a kid
Me and the brothers under the bridge

Come veteran's day i sat in the stands in my dress blues
I held your mother's hand when they passed with the red, white and blue
One minute you're right there . . . Then something slips . . .

You're missing

( Bruce Springsteen )

Shirts in the closet, shoes in the hall
Mama's in the kitchen, baby and all
Everything is everything
Everything is everything
But you're missing

Coffee cups on the counter, jackets on the chair
Papers on the doorstep, you're not there
Everything is everything
Everything is everything
But you're missing

Pictures on the nightstand, tv's on in the den
Your house is waiting, your house is waiting
For you to walk in, for you to walk in
But you're missing, you're missing

You're missing when i shut out the lights
You're missing when i close my eyes
You're missing when i see the sun rise
You're missing

Children are asking if it's alright
Will you be in our arms tonight?

Morning is morning, the evening falls i got
Too much room in my bed, too many phone calls
How's everything, everything?
Everything, is everything you're missing, you're missing

God's drifting in heaven, devil's in the mailbox
I got dust on my shoes, nothing but teardrops

Handouts in the rain

( Richie Havens )

You can talk about your neighbor
You can grab him by the collar
You can hurt him only if he hollers
"let me go…let me go"

But we all know that’s old-fashioned
And it can only lead to pain
Where we might end up on the corner
Taking handouts in the rain

You can bomb your foreign brother
You can hurt him until he dies
You can kill him until he never asks you why
You’re on his land…you’re on his land

But we all know that’s all over
And that can only lead to blame
Where we might end up for our country
Taking handouts in the rain

You can trample on your sister
You can hurt her only if she cries
You can hurt her only if she cares
With all her heart…with all her heart

But we all know she’d be a mother
And that could only lead to shame
Where she might end up for her children
Taking handouts in the rain

Teach your children stories
You can fill them full of lies
You can make them all despise
One another…one another

But when they all find out later
And they call us by our rightful names
And send us shamefully to old age
Taking handouts in the rain
Taking handouts in the rain
Taking handouts in the rain

Isn't it a pity

( George Harrison )

Isn't it a pity
Now, isn't it a shame
How we break each other's hearts
And cause each other pain
How we take each other's love
Without thinking anymore
Forgetting to give back
Isn't it a pity

Some things take so long
But how do i explain
When not too many people
Can see we're all the same
And because of all their tears
Their eyes can't hope to see
The beauty that surrounds them
Isn't it a pity

Isn't it a pity
Isn't is a shame
How we break each other's hearts
And cause each other pain
How we take each other's love
Without thinking anymore
Forgetting to give back
Isn't it a pity

Forgetting to give back
Isn't it a pity
Forgetting to give back
Now, isn't it a pity

No more

( Traditional )

No more my lord
No more my lord
Lord i’ll never turn back, no more

I have found in him
Many resting place
And he has made me glad

No more my lord
No more my lord
Lord i’ll never turn back, no more.

Jesus, the man i am looking for
Can you tell me where
He has gone?

Go down, go down
In my flower yard
And perhaps you may find
Find him there.

I don't want to be a soldier

( John Lennon )

Well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die
Well i don't wanna be a sailor mamma, i don't wanna fly
Well i don't wanna be a failure mamma, i don't wanna cry
Well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die
Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no

Well i don't wanna be a rich man mamma, i don't wanna cry
Well i don't wanna be a poor man mamma, i don't wanna fly
Well i don't wanna be a lawyer mamma, i don't wanna lie
Well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die
Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no

Well i don't wanna be a beggar mamma, i don't wanna die
Well i don't wanna be a theif now mamma, i don't wanna fly
Well i don't wanna be a churchman mamma, i don't wanna cry
Well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die
Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no
Hit it!

Well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die
Well i don't wanna be a sailor mamma, i don't wanna fly
Well i don't wanna be a failure mamma, i don't wanna cry
Well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die
Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no

I’m tilting on the break of shit
Decisions making in my life
Makes me loose it i ain’t taking it this way i ain’t making it
There n mistakes but if i’m wrong i will pay for it
Like them bills i hate to pay
Today i stay brave to win every day i’m a soldier
I don’t wanna die. I ain’t know killer either
So why does mama cry?
She needs to feed her child
But she’s a child in her father’s eyes
Ya’ll better recognize
The power parents recking with
Does it make sense to make way for censorship?
It’s brains we messing with
Across the planes we got kids n chains and whips
Who live their lives censor less but we couldn’t give a shit.
I don’t wanna lie
Cheaters will cheat
Some will rather reach jesus
Before meeting defeat
I think it’s easy to see i you be seeing these streets
Sometimes my eyes
Can’t believe what they see,
On tv, young like me sent over seas
Sent over greed i believe
Is this what we need?
Yo these guys like me.
To add fire to the fuel
Life twisted my views
Just from flicking the news
I gives me the early 21st century blues
But we making it threw
Make what you make it
You can’t redo what you do
I’m the living proof making it threw the 21st century blues
Peace.

One

( U2 )

Is it getting better
Or do you feel the same
Will it make it easier on you now
You've got someone to blame

You say one love one life
When its one need in the nightone love we get to share it
It leaves you baby if you dont care for it

Did i disappoint you
Or leave a bad taste in your mouth
You act like you never had love
And you want me to go without

Well it's too late tonight
To drag the past out into the light
We're one, but we're not the same
We get to carry each other carry each other one

Have you come here for forgiveness?
Have you come to raise the dead?
Have you come here to play jesus
To the lepers in your head?

Did i ask too much more than a lot
You gave me nothing now it's all i got
We're one but we're not the same
Well we hurt each other then we do it again

You say love is a temple, love a higher law
Love is a temple, love the higher law
You ask me to enter, but then you make me
And i can't be holding on to what
When all you got is hurt one love one blood
One life you got to do what you should
One life with each othersisters brothers
One life but we're not the same
We get tocarry each other carry each other one

Rarities, B Sides and Slow, Sad Waltzes

I Saw Your Shoes

I saw your shoes by the kitchen door and I knew I missed you
I saw your shoes by the front door and I began to miss you more
I saw your shoes on the landing and Lord I knew I cared
I saw your shoes pretty baby and I longed to have you there

I saw your shoes by the record player and I wished you'd call me
I saw your shoes by the TV set I prayed you'd call
I saw your shoes by the couch and I longed to feel your touch, babe
I saw your shoes pretty baby and I had to have you there

I see your shoes by the shower stall and I begin to wondering
I see your shoes by the bedroom door and my heart starts pounding
I see your shoes at the foot of the bed and I start laughing
I see your shoes, pretty baby, but most of all I see you

Five room love story

I met her in a church on a Sunday evening
not late on Saturday night
She sang Ave Maria
a little flat and out of time
but that's what drew me to her
so that's alright
As she placed a nickle in the basket
that I held before her
I asked her to be my wife

And there's one cardboard heart
for every time you said "I love you"
A painted star for every secret that we shared
A dried lima bean and small plastic birds
because you cared

I hear their talk and I watch them swap
their old black and whites
Bitter and beaten
they talk of life's cheatin'
like old boxers comparing scars

All I remember is a smile at the top of every working morning
and a shoulder always willing and able
and all those nights that we'd spend just sitting
and talking around our kitchen table

And there's one cardboard heart
for every time you said "I love you"
A painted star for every secret that we shared
A dried lima bean and small plastic birds
because you cared

Five rooms made stronger by the breaking and the healing
of the two hearts they protected within
Now one heart left aching
just piecing and painting
these walls with the memories of all that is real

And there's one cardboard heart
for every time you said "I love you"
A painted star for every secret that we shared
A dried lima bean and small plastic birds
because you cared

And there's one cardboard heart
for every time you said "I love you"
A painted star for every secret that we shared
A dried lima bean and small plastic birds
Because you cared

Sad To See The Season Go

Hollow boned and feathered
She fell to him,
Wriggling perdition she plucked
From deep within.
Feasted high on flowering branches
The fruit of his heart he gave willingly
For her song.

From fresh wounds
Were gathered thick sheaves of love.
He lay open palmed to her world:
She stretched in arched abeyance,
Holding thunderclap and starlight in one mind.

Sad to see the season go.
I'll miss the crackling of the air,
The loss of all I know.
Sad to see the season go.

Indian corn and the bitter taste of envy in the air.
Mired now in cyclic decay.
The nag of conquest.
Skeletal arms
Embrace a withering world.

Sad to see the season go.
I'll miss the crackling of the air,
The loss of all I know.
Sad to see the season go.

Locked here these dreams of you,
Imperfect dormant seeds.

There is a dignity
To this solitude,
A sparkling ambiguity
Both liquid and solid at one time.

If you gotta go, go now

( Bob Dylan Cover )

Listen to me baby there's something that you must see
I want to be with you babe if you want to be with me.
But if you gotta go its all right.
But if you gotta go, go now or else you got to stay all night.

Its not that I am asking you to take part in any kind of quest
It's just that I ain't got no watch and you keep asking me what time it is.
But if you gotta go its all right.
But if you gotta go, go now or else you got to stay all night

I am just a poor girl trying to connect
I certainly don't want you thinking that I ain't got any respect.
But if you gotta go its all right.
But if you gotta go, go now or else you got to stay all night

It ain't that I am wanting anything that you never gave before.
It's just that I'll be sleeping and it will be too dark for you to find the door.
But if you gotta go its all right.
But if you gotta go, go now or else you got to stay all night

Love's still there

Door slams, car starts, he's on the road.
She's left there sitting angry and alone
Thinking of what she should have said
Or maybe she should have gone to bed
Now his words are swirling around in her head.

He said and then she said
And then they both yelled together.
Neither one hearing or listening to the other
Words like I never and you don't understand
One word then another until the whole thing's out of hand.

But love's still there
It's just hiding in the dark cause it's scared.
Hang on to those feelings that you know are true
And remember that this person means everything to you.

Siren scream breaks through her dreams
She rolls to her right.
She realizes that he's still lost to the night.
She gets out of bed both worried and mad,
She prays that he's safe, her anger holds back her dread.

Door opens and in walks her baby
With a look on his face that says I'm sorry.
Now's not the time to play silly games
So you reach out your hand and he does the same.

To lay me down

To lay me down once more.
To lay me down
With my head in sparkling clover.
Let the world go by all lost in dreaming.
To lay me down one last time.
To lay me down.

To be with you once more.
To be with you
With our bodies close together.
Let the world go by like clouds a-streaming.
To lay me down one last time.
To lay me down.

To lay me down.
To lay me down.
To lay me down.
One last time.
To lay me down.

To lie with you once more.
To lie with you
With our dreams entwined together.
To lie beside you my love still sleeping.
To tell sweet lies one last time
And say goodnight.

To lay me down.
To lay me down.
To lay me down.
One last time.
To lay me down.

A Few Simple Words

What does he see in those mashed potatoes?
What secrets does he hold that can be so grim?
The silence like a canyon dividing them
He's on one side she's opposite him
Trying so desperately to get his attention.

She says, "Honey, you're a bastard of great proportion."
He says, "Darling, I plead guilty to that sin."
With potatoes half way to his mouth
He looks her in the eye and says, "without a doubt,
My love for you is all that I believe in".

With those few simple words her heart is sent soaring
She's able to face another day.
Through the anger and the laughter she knows that she matters
And somebody out there cares.

What does she gain by all this sulking?
What troubles can there be for one so young?
Dark tension building like the clouds of a storm
Her daughters in her room and she's at the door
Trying to figure what all this fuss is for.

She says, "mother, you're a witch and i'll always hate you".
She says, "Daughter, perhaps these words you speak are true".
She quietly moves towards the bed,
Looks her in the eye gently says,
"But I will always believe in you".

With those few simple words her heart is sent soaring
She's able to face another day.
Through the anger and the laughter she knows that she matters
And somebody out there cares.

What do we need to keep us going?
What do we need at the end of the day?
Mysteries keep piling like dirty clothes in the corner.
You never thought you'd give up, but you're beginning to wonder
When through the gloom you hear a familiar voice say....

...a few simple words that send your heart soaring
You're able to face another day.
Through the anger and the laughter you know that you matter
And somebody out there cares.

River Waltz

I'm going to find me a dying river
And strike a deal with her i'll say,
"i'll fold you in two and i'll carry you away
To a place where your headwaters will flow
Clean through to your mouth."

In return i'll request a small sanctuary
By her banks where we will live with our small family
She will water our garden and clean the dirt from our skin.
While the world clamours at our door
We will dance and not let them in.

And if one day we wake up to a bed dry as a bone
Find our river stolen, find our sanctuary gone
We will stand and take stock and be grateful
For what we've not lost.

We will pack up our bags, pack our small family
Head across the valley to where the aspen trees
Shiver as they ascend - the green hills rising to blue.
At the edge of the chopping we will turn
And bid fond "adieu".

All that I know to be true
Is the touch of your hand on my skin.
One look from you can so easily soothe
All this turmoil within

As we dance cheek to cheek
With our feet so completely
Locked in a time all our own.
I stop to speak
But you gently keep me
Moving in time to the song.
And in a voice that is sloppy with gin
You say, "let the world spin."

I'm going to find me a dying river
And strike a deal with her i'll say,
"i'll fold you in two and i'll carry you away
To place where your headwaters will flow
Clean through to your mouth."

In return i'll request a small sanctuary
By her banks where we will live with our small family
She will water our garden and clean the dirt from our skin.
While the world clamours at our door
We will dance and not let them in.

Leaving normal

It's been a long time since i've seen the high plains of Expectation
And I'm way past the lowlands and the deserts of Failure and Doubt
And the last time I passed through Satisfaction
I didn't recognize a single soul there
Now I'm leaving Normal and I'm heading for who knows where

"Excuse mister is that seat taken can I put my bag over here
You know, this trip would go a whole lot smoother if you'd take your hand from there
No I'm not from around here and my name's not little darlin"
Why's there one in every crowd and why do I attract them
Funny how the smell of a Greyhound bus now smells like a fresh start to me
And how the sound of steelbelts on asphalt is now the sound of breaking free
But I'd trade all those cancelled tickets for a single return fare
To a station with a loved one waiting there

I've finally learned that there's good and bad and that girl can do some choosing
Of that I'm glad cause this heart and face won't take any more bruising
And the next time that I fall into another's arms there's one thing of which i'll be certain
That he can bear the weight of the love I give without considering it a burden

It's been a long time since I saw the high plains of Expectation
And I'm way past the lowlands and the desert of Failure and Doubt
And the last time I passed through Satisfaction I felt like a stranger there
Now I'm leaving Normal wherever I'm headed, I don't care

The water is wide

The water is wide, I cannot cross over
Neither have I wings to fly
Give me a boat that can carry two
And both shall row, my love and I.

Oh love is gentle and love is kind
The sweetest flower when first it blooms
But love grows old and waxes cold
And fades away like morning dew.

The water is wide, I cannot cross over
Neither have I wings to fly
Give me a boat that can carry two
And both shall row, my love and I
And both shall row,
My love and I.

At the End of Paths Taken

Brand new world

Mouths to feed, shoes to buy
Rent to pay, tears to dry
Brand new world
I can’t relate
Let us choose
To not participate

Open up
Let me wander in
Your heart is not
Such a tender thing
Brand new world
I contend
Only love
Will stop the withering

Oh, to lie in wait
As the shadows and the shapes
Spill across the walls
Like a river
Deep
In spate

Four am
Dark reality
Brand new world
And my heart
Is missing

Still lost

Settling now
Once again
What was begun
Will meet it’s end

Running now
Time to hide
Go inside
It’s time to hide

Here we stand at the end of paths taken
(guiding light inspiration)
The slow decline
The crumbling foundation, the stations, and now the cross
But we’re still lost

Waiting now
Dull roots twinning
Keeping watch
For new roots shining

There you stand at the edge of salvation
(guiding light inspiration)
The slow decline
The crumbling foundation, the stations, and now the cross
But we’re still lost

Cutting board blues

If you’ve gone and made your mind up
About leaving tomorrow
Take it all, but leave
My cutting board behind

I can see my way ahead
I reach this closed doorway
Try as i might
I can’t find my way behind

Do you see the end of time
Or a new level
Next time, alone
We’ll leave the others behind

If you’ve gone and made your mind up
‘bout leaving tomorrow
Take it all, but leave
My cutting board behind

Spiral down

Now it all begins
Or continues to
Spiral down
Spiral down

I’ve laid it out on paper
Instructions of what to do
As my mind begins to waver
Losing contact with you

Now it all begins
Or continues to
Spiral down
Spiral down

Look upon the self
Look upon the other
We need a better understanding
Or we’ll spiral down

Spiral down
Continue to spiral down
I’m no where near my peace
As you spiral down

My little basquiat

My little boy on the kitchen floor
(my little basquiat)
Stick men fighting stick dinosaurs
(my little basquiat)
Colours leaping all over the mat
(my little basquiat)
The kitchen floor is where it’s at
For my little basquiat

One day
He’ll be golden
Maybe chosen
Perhaps to lead
One day
He’ll be shaken
Maybe taken
Perhaps to bleed

My big girl swinging from the bars
(my little comaniche)
Fist of stone flying above the yard.
(my little comaniche)
Halfway up is halfway down
(my little comaniche)
Or maybe it’s the other way around
For my little comaniche

One day
She’ll be moonlight
Maybe too bright
Perhaps, to shine
One day
She’ll be found out
Maybe ground down
Perhaps she’ll cry

My little girl on her mothers lap
(my little panchen lama)
Sucking on her fingers, surveying the roadmap
(my little panchen lama)
Seems to be the only one around
(my little panchen lama)
That sees the red lights at the end of town
(my little panchen lama)

One day
They’ll be older
Maybe bolder
Perhaps, than me
One day
They’ll be rising
Maybe living
Perhaps, in peace

Someday soon

Someday soon
I’m going to find myself a saviour
Sit him on the naugahide
And make him tell me the answers
Someday soon
He’ll look at me
With the word in his eyes
He’ll notice the hero to come
Someday soon

Someday soon
I’m going to find myself a leader
Someone who can take me
By the hand towards safety
Someday soon
With only a wink
He’ll tell me all i need know
His personal call will come
Someday soon

Find myself another heart to carry this weight
Find another part to take

Someday soon
I’m going to find myself a banner
March when they tell me to
Cheer when it matters
Someday soon
Let’s take our place
At the back of the bus
Erase all the lies we’ve been told
Shoulder the load of those that are dear
And look to the days to come
Someday soon

Follower 2

My father’s stories fell upon us
Filled us with his light
Gospels, fertile minds
Taking root, taking root

His pocket change would jingle
Sacramental bells
Heads tucked low
Sneaking peaks, sneaking peaks

And the rain comes down
It’s dark, and the browns
Begin to bite
Here you will always be
Behind me, and you will not go away

There he sleeps, an untamed land
Dark corners yet discovered

His heart yet to be
Trod upon, trod upon

I can’t bare to hear his breathing
Simply knowing what’s to come

I can’t bare to hear your breathing
Knowing what’s to come

It really doesn't matter anyway

The singer brought her to tears
But they were my words not hers
What I said, or didn’t say
It doesn’t really matter anyway

Beside me, you looked so small
So I’m the one now that makes you crawl
A misplaced word, nothing brutish
Can serve as the sand to extinguish the flame
It doesn’t really matter anyway

It doesn’t really matter anyway
It doesn’t really matter anyway
It doesn’t really matter anyway
It doesn’t really matter anyway

Blue eyed savior

Where’d you go my blue eyed saviour
Where’d you go my darling one
Lying on that field of honour
Not sure what you’re waiting on
And she won’t let him through the door
Her mind is ticking through those tumbling years
The one’s he promised he’d be there for
She says, “hope: the belief that loved ones will never die”
I’ve never heard such nonsense
I’ve never heard such lies

What to do with our sputtering engine
What to do with our fading star
Leaving us to wander freely
Trying to find out where we are
And I can’t bear to see him go
There is just too much left on the table
There has been too much left alone
She says, “hope: the belief that loved ones will never die”
I’ve never heard such nonsense
I’ve never heard such lies

Listen to my wide eyed bundle
Listen to them assail the night
Lost again in their caves of wonder
Leaving us alone outside
And I can barely stand the simple pleasure
Each breath carrying just a little more weight
As I bend to adjust the comforter
I think, “hope: the belief that loved ones will never die”
I’ve never heard such nonsense
I’ve never heard such lies

Mountain

You speak your love
You turn, are gone
What kind of love
You thinking of

Can you tell me how this mountain got so high

Moments worth
The price of myths
Lifting from our fingertips
Reaching for the next hand hold on the wall

How’d this mountain get so high
How’d this mountain get so high
Can someone tell me how this mountain got so high

Step by step
We take on weight
The trick is now
To separate
Secure the good
Leave the rot behind

How’d this mountain get so high
How’d this mountain get so high
Can someone tell me how this mountain got so high

No need for answers
But give them choice
A simple place
To hear their voice

Can someone tell me how this mountain got so high

How’d this mountain get so high
How’d this mountain get so high
Can someone tell me how this mountain got so high

My only guarantee

Keep it coming
I’ve got your back
Do not fear
When I’m on deck
A bigger lie I’ve never told
A bigger story yet to unfold
My only guarantee: i will fuck you up

Another day
Of pure energy
What wears most
Is the constancy
A bigger job I’ve never had
A bigger burden I could not drag
My only guarantee: I will fuck you up

Strange how things
Come about
Will I ever know
How things turn out
A bigger wish I’ve never known
A bigger question I’m trying to hone
My only guarantee: I will fuck you up

Non Albums Tracks

There's a house in the forest

There's a house in the forest
With snow all around it and a light
In a window where no light should be
'cause Baby's crying
his voice it is drifting down a hall
to his mama,
wrapped in darkness, asleep

Now Mama is waking, the time she's checking
As she leaves the side of her man
deep in sleep

In her arms now is Baby
but she can't help but worry
that in his dreams he's seeing
what no child should see

There's a house in the forest
With snow all around it and a peace
Like a blanket, covers all those who sleep

Dead flowers

(Mick Jagger and Keith Richards)

Well, when you're sitting there in your silk upholstered chair
Talking to some rich folk that you know
Well, I hope you won't see me in my ragged company
'cause you know I could never be alone

Take me down little Susie, take me down
I know you think you're the queen of the underground
and you can send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flowers by the mail
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
and I won't forget to put roses on your grave

Well, when you're sitting back in your rose pink cadillac
Making bets on Kentucky Derby Day
I'll be in my basement room with a needle and a spoon
and another girl to take my pain away

Take me down little Susie, take me down
I know you think you're the queen of the underground
and you can send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flowers by the mail
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
and I won't forget to put roses on your grave

Take me down little Susie, take me down
I know you think you're the queen of the underground
and you can send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flowers by the U.S. mail
Say it with dead flowers in my wedding
and I won't forget to put roses on your grave
No, I won't forget to put roses on your grave

Captain kidd

My name was Captain Kidd, when I sailed, when I sailed
My name was Captian Kidd, when I sailed, when I sailed
and so wickedly I did
God's laws I did forbid

I roamed from sound to sound, and many ships I've found
I roamed from sound to sound, and many ships I've found
and that night I saw
(____?)

I murdered William Moore and I laid him in his gore
I murdered William Moore and I laid him in his gore
and this I did to him
A-many leagues from shore

Farewell to young and old, the jolly sea (___?)
Farewell to young and old, the jolly sea (___?)
and welcome to my (___?)
and the open (___?) door

Farewell to London town and the pretty girls around
Farewell to London town and the pretty girls around
My friends (____?)
in the garden can be found

Farewell, for I must die, I must die, I must die
Farewell, for I must die, I must die, I must die
and in my own misery I must lie, I must lie
I must lie, must lie, must lie, must lie

Tired eyes

(Neil Young)

Well, he shot four men in a cocaine deal
and he left them lyin' in an open field
Full of old cars with bullet holes in the mirrors
He tried to do his best but he could not

Please take my advice, please take my advice
Open up your tired eyes, open up your tired eyes

Well, it wasn't supposed to go down that way
But they burned his brother
They left him lying in the driveway
They let him down with nothin'
He tried to do his best but he could not

Please take my advice, please take my advice
Open up your tired eyes, open up your tired eyes

Well, tell me more, tell me more, tell me more
I mean was he a heavy doper or was he just a loser?
He was a friend of yours
What do you mean, he had bullet holes in his mirrors?
He tried to do his best but he could not

Please take my advice, please take my advice
Open up your tired eyes, open up your tired eyes
Please take my advice, please take my advice
Open up your tired eyes, open up your tired eyes

Ritual

Today's the day that the world becomes my oyster
Today's the day that I've set aside
To find a place in the new sunshine
Today's the day that I start using my voice, sir
Today's the day that I crack that shell
and probe it for a pearl or two
Today's the day, `cause that's my choice, sir

Lost my driving wheel

Just came up on the midnight special
Hey, how 'bout that
My car broke down in Texas
she stopped dead in her tracks
Just called to tell you that I need you
Just called to tell you how I feel

I feel like some old engine that's lost my driving wheel
I feel like some old engine that's lost my driving wheel

They took my money on the night train north
What a terrible thing
I gave my promise that I will be there with you
by Saturday night
I want to tell you that I need you
I need to tell you how I feel

I feel like some old engine that's lost my driving wheel
I feel like some old engine that's lost my driving wheel

You can't say much in a phone call, babe
You know how it is
I have to tell you one sure thing
Oh, won't you listen to this
I want to tell you that I love you, babe
I want to tell you just how I feel

I feel like some old engine that's lost my driving wheel
I feel like some old engine that's lost my driving wheel

I feel like some old engine that's lost my driving wheel
Some old engine that's lost my driving wheel

I feel like some old engine that's lost my driving wheel

In the long run

She writes him a letter to see how he's doing
She's stopped up for words on a pen she keeps chewing
The light from the window flows through her graying hair
The pen on the page is the proof that she still does care

'Cause in the long run the story's told
and in the long run the young grow very, very old

He sits in the park in the dark by his favourite tree
His mind is all lost in a haze of how things used to be
She carried him so far but then had to let him go
He wanted one more chance at least to let her know

'Cause in the long run the heat grows cold
and in the long run the young grow very, very old

He doesn't do much now, just sits by the window light
His hair is so long and his unshaven face so white
His heart feels a part of the breeze that is blowing outside
His eyes now see magic around him at most times

'Cause in the long run the story's told
and in the long run the young grow very, very old

She walks in the morning, it's best before seven
It's that time of day that seems closest to heaven
She finds herself dancing and singing songs out loud
Songs from her childhood suddenly come around

'Cause in the long run the farm gets sold
and in the long run the young grow very, very old

He's ready to go now, he's done with his living
He's gone where he's going, he gave what he's giving
The thousand and one times, he (said?) before dinner
The thousand and two times, (their lives?) growing thinner

'Cause in the long run the story's told
and in the long run the young grow very, very old

Carmelita

Down along the railroad track
I ran into my old friend Jack.
He was dressed in his Sunday best
But his face was red and his eyes were dead

He said I lost Marina
And the last place that I'd seen her
She was making off
With my best friend

I took him to the water
I spent fifty dollars
On something that would take him to the moon

Well he must have gone to heaven
Cause just before I left him
I tried to wake him up
But he would not move

So come on Carmelita
You drunk too much
And I can see that
Soon you're gonna need a breath of air

We'll dance across the wheat fields
There's a place I know just east of here
It wouldn't take too long to drive out there

We'll sleep out on the ground
And in the morning when we wake up
we'll leave town.

And I picked my last tobacco leaf
Soaking wet up to my knees
Out there before the sun was on the rise

You can have a drink of water
But don't you look at my daughter
Or I'll come down there and cut you with this knife

So come on Carmelita
You drunk too much
And I can see that
Soon you're gonna need a breath of air

We'll dance across the wheat fields
There's a place I know just east of here
It wouldn't take too long to drive out there

We'll sleep out on the ground
And in the morning when we wake up
We'll leave town

There ain't any flack, man
But if you are a black man
They'll put you on a plane
Back from where you're from.

We'll sleep out on the ground
And in the morning when we wake up
We'll leave town

Live Tracks

Bad boy

(Larry Williams)

A bad little boy moved into the neighborhood
He won't do nothin' right just a-sittin' got to look so good
He don't wanna go to school and learn to read and write
Just sits around the house and plays that rock n' roll music all night

Well, he put thumbtacks on teacher's chair
put chewing gum in li'l girl's hair
Now Junior, behave yourself!

Buys every rock n' roll book on the magazine stand
Every dime that he gets, oh is off to the juke box man
Well, he worries his teacher till she's a-ready to poop
from rockin' and a rollin' spinnin' in a Hula-Hoop

Well, his rock n' roll has gotta stop
Junior's head is hard as rock
Now Junior, behave yourself!

Gonna tell your mama you'd better do what she said
Get to the barber shop and get that hair cut off your head
You shoot the canary and you fed it to the neighboor's cat
You gave the cocker spaniel a bath in mother's laundromat

Well, your mama said it's gotta stop
Junior's head is hard as rock
Now Junior, behave yourself!

32-20 Blues

(Robert Johnson)

If I send for my baby and he don't come
If I send for my baby, man, and he don't come
all the doctors in Hot Springs they sure can't help him none

And if he gets unruly, things he don't wanna do
And if he gets unruly and thinks he won't do
I'll take my 32-20, now, and cut him half in two

I'm gonna shoot my pistol, I'm gonna shoot my Gatling gun
Yeah, I'm gonna shoot my pistol, I'm gotta shoot my Gatling gun
You made me love you, now your man have come

Baby, where you stay last night?
Yeah, I said baby, where'd you stayed last night?
'Cause you got the hair all tangled and you ain't talkin' right
Where'd you stayed last night?
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He got a .38 Special but I believe it's most too light
He got a .38 Special but I believe it's most too light
I got a 32-20, got to make the camps alright

If I send for my baby, man, and he don't come
If I send for my baby, man, and he don't come
all the doctors in Hot Springs sure can't help her none

Her .38 Special, boys, do it very well
Her .38 Special, boys, it do very well
I got a 32-20 now, and it's a burnin'

If I send for my baby, man, and he don't come
If I send for my baby, man, and he don't come
All the doctors in Wisconsin sure can't help him none

Hey, hey baby, where'd you stay last night?
Hey, hey baby, where'd you stay last night?
You didn't come home until the sun was shining bright

Ah-oh, boy, I just can't take my rest
Ah-oh, boy, I just can't take my rest
With this 32-20 laying up and down my breast
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I believe I'll dust my broom

(Robert Johnson)

I'm getting up soon, in the morning, I believe I'll dust my broom
I'm getting up soon in the morning, baby, I believe I'll dust my broom
Yeah, you know I love a boy, you know I do
Yeah, my friends can't have my room

I'm gonna write a letter, telephone every town I know
Yeah, I'm gonna write a letter, telephone every town I know
If I don't find him in Mississippi
he's in New Orleans, I know

Well, I don't want no man wants every downtown girl he meets
No, I don't want no man wants every downtown girl he meets
If he don't give me the loving
I want that boy back on the street

Well, I believe I'm coming home
Yeah, I believe, I believe,
I believe I'll go back home
I'm gonna leave my baby, break up my happy home

My father's house

(Bruce Springsteen)

Last night I dreamed that I was a child
Out where the pines grow wild and tall
I was trying to make it home through the forest
before the darkness falls

I heard the wind rustling through the trees
and ghostly voices rose from the fields
I ran with my heart pounding down that broken path
with The Devil snappin' at my heels

I broke through the trees and there in the night
My father's house stood shining hard and bright
The branches and brambles tore my clothes and scratched my arms
but I ran till I fell, shaking in his arms

I awoke and I imagined the hard things that pulled us apart
will never again, sir, tear us from each other's hearts
I got dressed and to that house I did ride
From out on the road, I could see it's windows shining in light

I walked up the steps and stood on the porch
A woman I didn't recognize came and spoke to me through a chained door
I told her my story and who I'd come for
She said "I'm sorry, son, but no one by that name lives here anymore"

My father's house shines hard and bright
It stands like a beacon calling me in the night
Calling and calling, so cold and alone
Shining `cross this dark highway where our sins lie unatoned

Hot burrito #1 ( I'm your toy )

( In The Time Before Llamas LP / Chris Etheridge & Gram Parsons )

You may be sweet and nice
but that won't keep you warm at night
'cause I'm the one who showed you how
to do the things you're doing now
He may feel all your charms
He may hold you in his arms
but I'm the one who let you in
I was right beside you then

Once upon a time you let me feel you deep inside
and nobody knew and nobody saw
Do you remember the way you cried?
I'm your toy, I'm your ol' boy
and I don't want no one but you to love me
No, I wouldn't lie
you know I'm not that kind of guy

Lungs

(Townes Van Zandt)

Well, won't you lend your lungs to me?
Mine are collapsing
Plant my feet and bitterly breathe up the time that's passing
Breath I'll take and breath I'll give and pray the day's not poison
Stand among the ones that live in lonely indecision

Fingers walk the darkness down
Mind is on the midnight
"Gather up the gold you've found,
you fool, it's only moonlight
and if you try to take it home your hands will turn to butter
You better leave this dream alone, try to find another"

Salvation sat and crossed herself and called The Devil partner
Wisdom burned upon a shelf
"Who'll kill the raging cancer?"
Seal the river at it's mouth
Take the water prisoner
Fill the skies with screams and cries
Bathe in fiery answers

Jesus was an only son and love his only concept
Strangers talk in foreign tongues and dirty up the doorstep
and I for one, and you for two ain't got time for outside
Just keep your injured looks to you
we'll tell the world we tried

Keep your injured looks to you
we'll tell the world we tried

The good and the bad

(Ted Hawkins)

Living is good when you have someone to share it with
Laughter is bad when there is no one there to share it with
Talking is sad if you've got no one to talk to
Dying is good when the one you love grows tired of you

Sugar is no good once it's cast among the white sand
What's the point in pulling the gray hairs from among the black strands?
When you're old you shouldn't walk in the fast lane
Oh, ain't it useless to keep trying to draw true love from that man

He'll hurt you, yes just for the sake of hurting you
and he'll hate you if you try to love him just the same
He'll use you and everything you have to offer him
On your way girl
Get out and find you someone new