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Let me in here I know Ive been here Let me into your heart Let me know you Let me show you Let me roll it to you All I have is yours All you see is mine And Im glad to hold you in my arms Id have you anytime Let me say it Let me play it Let me lay it on you Let me know you Let me show you Let me grow upon you All I have is yours All you see is mine And Im glad to hold you in my arms Id have you anytime Let me in here I know Ive been here Let me into your heart

It was late last night when the boss came home To a deserted mansion and a desolate throne Servant said: “Boss, the lady’s gone She left this morning just ‘fore dawn.” “You got something to tell me, tell it to me, man Come to the point as straight as you can” “Old Henry Lee, chief of the clan Came riding through the woods and took her by the hand” The boss he lay back flat on his bed He cursed the heat and he clutched his head He pondered the future of his fate To wait another day would be far too late “Go fetch me my coat and my tie And the cheapest labour that money can buy Saddle me up my buckskin mare If you see me go by, put up a prayer” Well, they rode all night, and they rode all day Eastward, long down the broad highway His spirit was tired and his vision was bent His men deserted him and onward he went He came to a place where the light was dull His forehead pounding in his skull Heavy heart was racked with pain Insomnia raging in his brain Well, he threw down his helmet and his cross-handled sword He renounced his faith, he denied his lord Crawled on his belly, put his ear to the wall One way or another put an end to it all He leaned down, cut the electric wire Stared into the flames and he snorted the fire Peered through the darkness, caught a glimpse of the two It was hard to tell for certain who was who He lowered himself down on a golden chain His nerves were quaking in every vein His knuckles were bloody, he sucked in the air He ran his fingers through his greasy hair They looked at each other and their glasses clinked One single unit, inseparably linked “Got a strange premonition there’s a man close by” “Don’t worry about him, he wouldn’t harm a fly” From behind the curtain, the boss he crossed the floor He moved his feet and he bolted the door Shadows hiding the lines in his face With all the nobility of an ancient race She turned, she was startled with a look of surprise With a hatred that could hit the skies “You’re a reckless fool, I could see it in your eyes To come this way was by no means wise” “Get up, stand up, you greedy-lipped wench And cover your face or suffer the consequence You are making my heart feel sick Put your clothes back on, double-quick” “Silly boy, you think me a saint I’ll listen no more to your words of complaint You’ve given me nothing but the sweetest lies Now hold your tongue and feed your eyes” “I’d have given you the stars and the planets, too But what good would these things do you? Bow the heart if not the knee Or never again this world you’ll see” “Oh, please let not your heart be cold This man is dearer to me than gold” “Oh, my dear, you must be blind He’s a gutless ape with a worthless mind” “You’ve had your way too long with me Now it’s me who’ll determine how things shall be” “Try to escape,” he cussed and cursed ‘You’ll have to try to get past me first” “Do not let your passion rule You think my heart the heart of a fool And you, sir, you can not deny You made a monkey of me, what and for why?” “I’ll have no more of this insulting chat The devil can have you, I’ll see to that Look sharp or step aside Or in the cradle you’ll wish you’d died” The gun went boom and the shot rang clear First bullet grazed his ear Second ball went right straight in And he bent in the middle like a twisted pin He crawled to the corner and he lowered his head He gripped the chair and he grabbed the bed It would take more than needle and thread Bleeding from the mouth, he’s as good as dead “You shot my husband down, you fiend” “Husband? What husband? What the hell do you mean? He was a man of strife, a man of sin I cut him down and threw him to the wind” This she said with angry breath “You too shall meet the lord of death It was I who brought your soul to life” Then she raised her robe and she drew out a knife His face was hard and caked with sweat His arms ached and his hands were wet “You’re a murderous queen and a bloody wife If you don’t mind, I’ll have the knife” “We’re two of a kind and our blood runs hot But we’re no way similar in body or thought All husbands are good men, as all wives know” Then she pierced him to the heart and his blood did flow His knees went limp and he reached for the door His tomb was sealed, he slid to the floor He whispered in her ear: “This is all your fault My fighting days have come to a halt” She touched his lips and kissed his cheek He tried to speak but his breath was weak “You died for me, now I’ll die for you” She put the blade to her heart and she ran it through All three lovers together in a heap Thrown into the grave, forever to sleep Funeral torches blazed away Through the towns and the villages all night and all day

Of war and peace the truth just twists Its curfew gull it glides Upon four-legged forest clouds The cowboy angel rides With his candle lit into the sun Though its glow is waxed in black All except when neath the trees of Eden The lamppost stands with folded arms Its iron claws attached To curbs neath holes where babies wail Though it shadows metal badge All and all can only fall With a crashing but meaningless blow No sound ever comes from the Gates of Eden The savage soldier sticks his head in sand And then complains Unto the shoeless hunter whos gone deaf But still remains Upon the beach where hound dogs bay At ships with tattooed sails Heading for the Gates of Eden With a time-rusted compass blade Aladdin and his lamp Sits with Utopian hermit monks Side saddle on the Golden Calf And on their promises of paradise You will not hear a laugh All except inside the Gates of Eden Relationships of ownership They whisper in the wings To those condemned to act accordingly And wait for succeeding kings And I try to harmonize with songs The lonesome sparrow sings There are no kings inside the Gates of Eden The motorcycle Black Madonna Two-wheeled gypsy queen And her silver-studded phantom cause The gray flannel dwarf to scream As he weeps to wicked birds of prey Who pick up on his bread crumb sins And there are no sins inside the Gates of Eden The kingdoms of experience In the precious winds they rot While paupers change possessions Each one wishing for what the other has got And the princess and the prince Discuss whats real and what is not It doesnt matter inside the Gates of Eden The foreign sun, it squints upon A bed that is never mine As friends and other strangers From their fates try to resign Leaving men wholly totally free To do anything they wish to do but die And there are no trials inside the Gates of Eden At dawn my lover comes to me And tells me of her dreams With no attempts to shovel the glimpse Into the ditch of what each one means At times I think there are no words But these to tell whats true And there are no truths outside the Gates of Eden

Meet me in the morning, 56th and Wabasha Meet me in the morning, 56th and Wabasha Honey, we could be in Kansas By time the snow begins to thaw They say the darkest hour is right before the dawn They say the darkest hour is right before the dawn But you wouldn’t know it by me Every day’s been darkness since you been gone Little rooster crowing, there must be something on his mind Little rooster crowing, there must be something on his mind Well, I feel just like that rooster Honey, ya treat me so unkind Well, I struggled through barbed wire, felt the hail fall from above Well, I struggled through barbed wire, felt the hail fall from above Well, you know I even outran the hound dogs Honey, you know I’ve earned your love Look at the sun sinking like a ship Look at the sun sinking like a ship Ain’t that just like my heart, babe When you kissed my lips?

Hollis Brown He lived on the outside of town Hollis Brown He lived on the outside of town With his wife and five children And his cabin broken down He looked for work and money And he walked a ragged mile He looked for work and money And ya walked a ragged mile Your children are so hungry That they don’t know how to smile Your baby’s eyes look crazy They’re a-tugging at your sleeve Your baby’s eyes look crazy They’re a-tugging at your sleeve You walk the floor and wonder why With every breath you breathe The rats have got your flour Bad blood it got your mare The rats have got your flour Bad blood it got your mare If there’s anyone that knows Is there anyone that cares? He prayed to the Lord above Oh please send you a friend He prayed to the Lord above Oh please send you a friend Your empty pockets tell ya That you ain’t a-got no friend Your babies are crying louder now It’s a-poundin on your brain Your babies are crying louder now It’s a-poundin on your brain Your wife’s screams are stabbin ya Like the dirty drivin rain Your grass is turnin black There’s no water in your well Your grass is turnin black There’s no water in your well You spent your last lone dollar On seven shotgun shells Way out in the wilderness A cold coyote calls Way out in the wilderness A cold coyote calls Your eyes fix on the shotgun That’s hanging on the wall Your brain is a-bleedin And your legs can’t seem to stand Your brain is a-bleedin And your legs can’t seem to stand Your eyes fix on the shotgun That you’re holding in your hand There’s seven breezes blowin All around the cabin door There’s seven breezes blowin All around the cabin door Seven shots ring out Like the ocean’s poundin roar There’s seven people dead On a South Dakota farm There’s seven people dead On a South Dakota farm Somewheres in the distance There’s seven new people born

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me Im not sleepy and there aint no place Im goin to Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me In the jingle jangle morning, Ill come followin you Take me for a trip upon your magic swirlin ship All my senses have been stripped And my hands cant feel to grip And my toes too numb to step Wait only for my boot heels to be wanderin Im ready to go anywhere, Im ready for to fade Unto my own parade Cast your dancing spell my way I promise to go under it Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me Im not sleepy and there aint no place Im goin to Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me In the jingle jangle morning Ill come followin you

Perhaps it is the color of the sun cut flat And covering the crossroads Im standing at Or maybe its the weather or something like that But mama, youve been on my mind I mean no trouble, please dont put me down, dont get upset I am not pleading, or saying I cant forget you I do not pace the floor, bowed down and bent, but yet Well, mama youve been on my mind Even though my eyes are hazy and my thoughts they might be narrow Where youve been dont bother me, or bring me down in sorrow I dont even mind who youll be waking with tomorrow But mama, youre just on my mind I am not askin you to say words like yes or no Please understand me, I have no place, Im calling you to go Im just whispering to myself so I can pretend that I dont know Mama, youre just on my mind Well, mama youre just on my mind When you wake up in the morning, baby look inside your mirror You know I wont be next to, you know I wont be near Id just be curious to know if you can see yourself as clear As someone who has had you on his mind

Im gonna walk across the desert til Im in my right mind I wont even think about what I left behind Nothing back there anyway that I can call my own Go back home, leave me alone Its a long road, its a long and narrow way If I cant work up to you, youll surely have to work down to me someday Ever since the British burned the White House down Theres a bleeding wound in the heart of town I saw you drinking from an empty cup I saw you buried and I saw you dug up Its a long road, its a long and narrow way If I cant work up to you, youll surely have to work down to me someday Look down angel from the skies Help my weary soul to rise I kissed her cheek I dragged your plow You broke my heart, I was your friend til now Its a long road, its a long and narrow way If I cant work up to you, youll surely have to work down to me someday In the courtyard of the golden sun You stand and fight or you break and run You went and lost your lovely head For a drink of wine and a crust of bread Its a long road, its a long and narrow way If I cant work up to you, youll surely have to work down to me someday We looted and we plundered on distant shores Why is my share not equal to yours Your father left you, your mother too Even death has washed its hands of you Its a long road, its a long and narrow way If I cant work up to you, youll surely have to work down to me someday This is hard country to stay alive in Blades are everywhere and theyre breaking my skin Im armed to the hilt and Im struggling hard You wont get out of here unscarred Its a long road, its a long and narrow way If I cant work up to you, youll surely have to work down to me someday You got too many lovers waiting at the wall If I had a thousand tongues, I couldnt count them all Yesterday I couldve thrown them all in the sea Today, even one, may be too much for me Its a long road, its a long and narrow way If I cant work up to you, youll surely have to work down to me someday Cant walk them, baby, you could do no wrong Put your arms around me, where they belong I wont take you on a roller-coaster ride Lay my hands all over you, tie you to my side Its a long road, its a long and narrow way If I cant work up to you, youll surely have to work down to me someday Ive got a heavy stacked woman with a smile on her face And she has crowned my soul with grace Im still hurting from an arrow that pierced my chest Im gonna have to take my head and bury it between your breasts Its a long road, its a long and narrow way If I cant work up to you, youll surely have to work down to me someday Been dark all night but now its dawn The moving finger is moving on You can guard me while I sleep Kiss away the tears I weep Its a long road, its a long and narrow way If I cant work up to you, youll surely have to work down to me someday I love women and she loves men Weve been to the west and we going back again I heard a voice at the dusk of day Saying, Be gentle brother, be gentle and pray. Its a long road, its a long and narrow way If I cant work up to you, youll surely have to work down to me someday

Every step of the way we walk the line Your days are numbered, so are mine Time is piling’ up, we struggle and we scrape We’re all boxed in, nowhere to escape City’s just a jungle; more games to play Trapped in the heart of it, tryin to get away I was raised in the country, I been working’ in the town I been in trouble ever since I set my suitcase down Got nothing for you, I had nothin before Don’t even have anything for myself anymore Sky full of fire, pain pourin’ down Nothing you can sell me, I’ll see you around All my powers of expression and thoughts so sublime Could never do you justice in reason or rhyme Only one thing I did wrong Stayed in Mississippi a day too long Well, the devil’s in the alley, mule’s in the stall Say anything you wanna, I have heard it all I was thinkin’ bout the things that Rosie said I was dreaming I was sleepin in Rosie’s bed Walking through the leaves, falling from the trees Feeling like a stranger nobody sees So many things that we never will undo I know you’re sorry; I’m sorry, too Some people will offer you their hand and some won’t Last night I knew you, tonight I don’t I need something strong to distract my mind I’m gonna look at you ’til my eyes go blind Well I got here followin the southern star I crossed that river just to be where you are Only one thing I did wrong Stayed in Mississippi a day too long Well my ship’s been split to splinters and it’s sinkin fast I’m drowning in the poison; got no future, got no past But my heart is not weary, it’s light and it’s free I’ve got nothing but affection for all those who’ve sailed with me Everybody moving if they ain’t already there Everybody got to move somewhere Stick with me, baby, stick with me anyhow Things should start to get interestin right about now My clothes are wet, tight on my skin Not as tight as the corner that I painted myself in I know that fortune is waitin’ to be kind So give me your hand and say you’ll be mine Well, the emptiness is endless, cold as the clay You can always come back, but you can’t come back all the way Only one thing I did wrong Stayed in Mississippi a day too long

If not for you Babe, I couldnt even find the door I couldnt even see the floor Id be sad and blue, if not for you If not for you Babe, the night would see me wide awake The day would surely have to break It would not be new, if not for you If not for you, my sky would fall Rain would gather, too Without your love Id be nowhere at all I would be lost, if not for you If not for you The winter would hold no spring Couldnt hear a robin sing I just wouldnt have a clue, if not for you If not for you, my sky would fall Rain would gather, too Without your love Id be nowhere at all I would be lost, if not for you If not for you The winter would hold no spring Couldnt hear a robin sing I just wouldnt have a clue, if not for you

I aint gonna work on Maggies Farm no more No, I aint gonna work on Maggies Farm no more Well, I wake up in the morning, fold my hands, and pray for rain I got a head full of ideas that are drivin me insane Its a shame, the way she makes me Scrub the floor I aint gonna work on, nah I aint gonna work on Maggies Farm no more I aint gonna work for Maggies brother no more Nah, I aint gonna work for Maggies brother no more Well, he hands you a nickel, and he hands you a dime And he asks you with a grin, if youre havin a good time Then he fines you every time you slam the door I aint gonna work for, nah I aint gonna work for Maggies brother no more I aint gonna work for Maggies pa no more No, I aint gonna work for Maggies pa no more Well, he puts his cigar out in your face just for kicks His bedroom window, it is made out of bricks The National Guard .stands around his door I aint gonna work for, nah I aint gonna work for Maggies pa no more I aint gonna work for Maggies ma no more No, I aint gonna work for Maggies ma no more Well, she talks to all the servants about man and God and law And everybody says shes the brains behind ma Shes sixty-eight but she says shes twenty-four I aint gonna work for, nah I aint gonna work for Maggies ma no more I aint gonna work on Maggies Farm no more No, I aint gonna work on Maggies Farm no more Well, I try my best to be just like I am But everybody wants you To be just like them They sing while they slave, and I just get bored I aint gonna work on, nah I aint gonna work on Maggies Farm no more

I got this graveyard woman, you know She keeps my kids But my soulful mama, you know She keeps me hid She’s a junkyard angel, and she Always gives me bread Well, if I go down dyin, you know She bound to put a blanket on my bed Well, when the pipeline gets broken And Im lost on the river bridge I’m all cracked up on the highway And in the water’s edge Here again she comes, down the thruway Ready to sew me up with a thread Well, if I go down dyin, you know She bound to put a blanket on my bed Well, she don’t make me nervous She don’t talk too much She walks like Bo Diddley And she don’t need no crutch She keeps this .410 All loaded with lead Well, if I go down dyin, you know She bound to put a blanket on my bed Come on! Well, you know I Need a steam shovel, mama, to Keep away the dead I need a dump truck, baby, to Unload my head She brings me everything and more And just like I said Well, if I go down dyin, you know She bound to put a blanket on my bed

There is a house down in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun. And its been the ruin of many a-poor girl And me—oh, God—Im one My mother was a tailor She sewed these new blue jeans My sweetheart was a gambler, Lord Down in New Orleans Now the only thing a gambler needs Is a suitcase and a trunk And the only time hes satisfied Is when hes on a drunk He fills his glasses up to the brim And hell pass the cards around And the only pleasure he gets out of life Is ramblin from town to town Oh, tell my baby sister Not to do what I have done! But shun that house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun Well its one foot on the platform The other foot on the train! Im goin back to New Orleans To wear that ball and chain Im a goin back to New Orleans My race is almost run! Im goin back to end my life Down in the Rising Sun There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun Its been the ruin of many a-poor girl And me—oh, God—Im one

Oxford Town, Oxford Town Everybody’s got their heads bowed down The sun don’t shine above the ground I am a-going down to Oxford Town He went down to Oxford Town Guns and clubs followed him down All because his face was brown Better get away from Oxford Town Oxford Town around the bend Come in to the door, he couldn’t get in All because of the color of his skin What do you think about that, my friend? Me, my girl, my girl’s son We got met with a tear gas bomb I don’t even know why we come Going back where we come from Oxford Town in the afternoon Everybody singing a sorrowful tune Two men died beneath the Mississippi moon Somebody better investigate soon

While riding on a train going west I fell asleep for to take my rest I dreamed a dream that made me sad Concerning myself and the first few friends I had With half-damp eyes I stared to the room Where my friends and I spent many an afternoon Where we together weathered many a storm Laughin and singin till the early hours of the morn By the old wooden stove where our hats was hung Our words was told, our songs was sung Where we longed for nothing and were satisfied Jokin and talkin about the world outside With hungry hearts through the heat and cold We never much thought we could get very old We thought we could sit forever in fun And our chances really was a million to one As easy it was to tell black from white It was all that easy to tell wrong from right And our choices, they was few so the thought never hit That the one road we traveled would ever shatter or split How many a year has passed and gone Many a gamble has been lost and won And many a road taken by many a first friend And each one I’ve never seen again I wish, I wish, I wish in vain That we could sit simply in that room again Ten thousand dollars at the drop of a hat And I’d give it all gladly if our lives could be like that

Sixteen years Sixteen banners united over the fields Where the good shepherd grieves Desperate men, desperate women divided Spreading their wings neath falling leaves Fortune calls I stepped forth from the shadows to the marketplace Merchants and thieves, hungry for power, my last deal gone down Shes smelling sweet like the meadows where she was born On Midsummers Eve near the tower The cold-blooded moon The captain waits above the celebration Sending his thoughts to a beloved maid Whose ebony face is beyond communication The captain is down but still believing that his love will be repaid They shaved her head She was torn between Jupiter and Apollo A messenger arrived with a black nightingale I seen her on the stairs and I couldnt help but follow Follow her down past the fountain where they lifted her veil I stumbled to my feet I rode past destruction in the ditches With the stitches still mending neath a heart-shaped tattoo Renegade priests and treacherous young witches Were handing out the flowers that Id given to you The palace of mirrors Where dog soldiers are reflected The endless road and the wailing of chimes The empty rooms where her memory is protected Where the angels voices whisper to the souls of previous times She wakes him up Forty-eight hours later the sun is breaking Near broken chains, mountain laurel and rolling rocks Shes begging to know what measures he now will be taking Hes pulling her down and shes clutching onto his long golden locks Gentlemen, he said I dont need your organization, Ive shined your shoes Ive moved your mountains and marked your cards But Eden is burning either get ready for elimination Or else your hearts must have the courage for the changing of the guards Peace will come With tranquillity and splendor on the wheels of fire But will offer no reward when her false idols fall And cruel death surrenders with its pale ghost retreating Between the King and the Queen of Swords

Im searching for phrases To sing your praises I need to tell someone Its soon after midnight And my day has just begun A gal named Honey Took my money She was passing by Its soon after midnight And the moon is in my eye My heart is cheerful Its never fearful Ive been down on the killing floors Im in no great hurry Im not afraid of your fury Ive faced stronger walls than yours Charlottes a harlot Dresses in scarlet Mary dresses in green Its soon after midnight And Ive got a date with the fairy queen They chirp and they chatter What does it matter? Theyre lying there dying in their blood Two-timing Slim Whos ever heard of him Ill drag his corpse through the mud Its now or never More than ever When I met you I didnt think you would do Its soon after midnight And I dont want nobody but you

Ramona Come closer Shut softly your watery eyes The pangs of your sadness Will pass as your senses will rise Oh the flowers of the city Though breath-like Get death-like at times And there’s no use in trying To deal with the dying Though I cannot explain that in lines Your cracked country lips I still wish to kiss As to be by the strength of your skin Your magnetic movements Still capture the minutes I’m in But it grieves my heart, love To see you trying to be a part of A world that just don’t exist It’s all just a dream, babe A vacuum, a scheme, babe That sucks you into feelin like this I can see that your head Has been twisted and fed With the worthless foam from the mouth I can tell you are torn Between staying and returning Back to the South You’ve been fooled into thinking That the finishing end is at hand Yet there’s no one to beat you No one to defeat you cept the thoughts of yourself feeling bad I’ve heard you say many times That you’re better than no one And no one is better than you If you really believe that You know you have nothing to win and nothing to lose From fixtures and forces and friends Your sorrow does stem That hype you and type you Making you feel That you gotta be just like them I’d forever talk to you But soon my words Would turn into a meaningless ring For deep in my heart I know theres no help I can bring Everything passes Everything changes Just do what you think you should do And someday maybe Who knows, baby I’ll come and be crying to you

All the early Roman Kings in their sharkskin suits Bowties and buttons, high top boots Driving the spikes in, blazing the rails Nailed in their coffins in top hats and tails Fly away little bird, fly away, flap your wings Fly by night like the early Roman Kings All the early Roman Kings in the early, early morn’ Coming down the mountain, distributing the corn Speeding through the forest, racing down the track You try to get away, they drag you back Tomorrow is Friday, we’ll see what it brings Everybody’s talking ‘bout the early Roman Kings They’re peddlers and they’re meddlers, they buy and they sell They destroyed your city, they’ll destroy you as well They’re lecherous and treacherous, hell bent for leather Each of them bigger than all men put together Sluggers and muggers wearing fancy gold rings All the women going crazy for the early Roman Kings Ill dress up your wounds with a blood clotted rag I ain’t afraid to make love to a bitch or a hag If you see me coming and you’re standing there Wave your handkerchief in the air I ain’t dead yet, my bell still rings I keep my fingers crossed like the early Roman Kings Ill strip you of life, strip you of breath Ship you down to the house of death One day you will ask for me There’ll be no one else that you’ll want to see Bring down my fiddle, tune up my strings Gonna break it wide open like the early Roman Kings I was up on black mountain the day Detroit fell They killed them all off and they sent them to hell Ding Dong Daddy, you’re coming up short Gonna put you on trial in a Sicilian court I’ve had my fun, I’ve had my flings Gonna shake ‘em all down like the early Roman Kings

Clouds so swift, the rain falling in Gonna see a movie called Gunga Din Pack up your money, pull up your tent, McGuinn You aint goin nowhere Ooh-wee, ride me high Tomorrows the day that my brides a-gonna come Ooh-wee, are we gonna fly Down into the easy chair Genghis Khan and his brother Don Couldnt keep on keeping on Well climb that bridge after its gone After were way past it Ooh-wee, ride me high Tomorrows the day that my brides a-gonna come Ooh-wee, are we gonna fly Down into the easy chair Buy me some rings and a gun that sings A flute that toots and a bee that stings The sky that cries and a bird that flies A fish that walks and a dog that talks Ooh-wee, ride me high Tomorrows the day that my brides a-gonna come Ooh-wee, are we gonna fly Down into the easy chair Ooh-wee, ride me high Tomorrows the day that my brides a-gonna come Ooh-wee, are we gonna fly Down into the easy chair

Your breath is sweet Your eyes are like two jewels in the sky Your back is straight, your hair is smooth On the pillow where you lie But I dont sense affection No gratitude or love Your loyalty is not to me But to the stars above One more cup of coffee for the road One more cup of coffee fore I go To the valley below Your daddy, hes an outlaw And a wanderer by trade Hell teach you how to pick and choose And how to throw the blade He oversees his kingdom So no stranger does intrude His voice, it trembles as he calls out For another plate of food One more cup of coffee for the road One more cup of coffee fore I go To the valley below Your sister sees the future Like your mama and yourself Youve never learned to read or write Theres no books upon your shelf And your pleasure knows no limits Your voice is like a meadowlark But your heart is like an ocean Mysterious and dark One more cup of coffee for the road One more cup of coffee fore I go To the valley below

There must be some kind of way out of here Said the joker to the thief Theres too much confusion now I cant get no relief Businessmen, they drink my wine Plowmen dig my earth All of them alone on the line Dont know, what any others proof No reason to get excited The thief, he kindly spoke There are many here among us Who feel that lifes but a joke But you and I, weve been through that And this is not our fate So let us stop talking falsely now The hours getting late All along the watchtower Princes kept the view While all the women they came and they went Barefoot servants, too Outside in the cold distance A wildcat did growl Two riders were approaching And the wind began to howl

{Intro} Come all without, come all within Youll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn Come all without, come all within Youll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn Everybodys building ships and boats Some are building monuments, others are jotting down notes Everybodys in despair, every girl and boy But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here Everybodys gonna jump for joy Come all without, come all within Youll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn I like to go just like the rest, I like my sugar sweet But jumping queues and makin haste, just aint my cup of meat Everyones beneath the trees, feedin pigeons on a limb But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here All the pigeons gonna run to him Come all without, come all within Youll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn Come all without, come all within Youll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn Let me do what I wanna do, I cant decide em all Just tell me where to put em and Ill tell you who to call Nobody can get no sleep, theres someone on everyones toes But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here Everybodys gonna wanna doze Come all without, come all within Youll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn Come all without, come all within Youll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn Come all without, come all within Youll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn Come all without, come all within Youll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn

All you need is love Youre being ridiculous All you need is love Just one night, give me just one night Theres no way cause you cant pay In the name of love, one night in the name of love You crazy fool, I wont give in to you Its so easy, all you have to do is fall in love Love hurts All you have to do is play the game Love scars All you have to do is Take on me No, no, no, it aint me Take me on No, no, no because youll be gone in a day or two I love you, always, forever Near or far, closer together Everywhere I will be with you Love is a battlefield Everything I will do for you Dont speak I know just what youre thinking So please stop explaining Dont tell me cause it hurts Open up your eyes, then youll realize Here I stand with my everlasting love Need you by my side, girl, youll be my pride Youll never be denied, everlasting love Whats love got to do, got to do with it? Whats love, but, a second hand emotion? Whats love got to do, got to do with it? Who needs a heart, when a heart can be broken? Youre breaking my heart Spose I never, ever met you Whats love got to do with it? Suppose we never fell in love Who needs a heart? Suppose I kept on singing love songs All of this music breaks my heart Yes, it breaks my heart Yes it breaks my heart I cant help falling in love with you Im all out of faith This is how I feel Im cold and Im ashamed lying naked on the floor Take me on Illusion never changed into something real Im wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn They will see us coming from such great heights Come down now, theyll say Everything looks perfect from far away Come down now, but well stay Cause, love lifts us up where we belong Where the eagles fly on a mountain high Love makes us act like we are fools Throw our lives away for one happy day We can be heroes, just for one day Though nothing can keep us together We can steal time, just for one day We can be heroes forever and ever We can be lovers just for one day We can be heroes forever and ever We can be lovers just for one day And you can tell everybody This is your song It may be quite simple but, now that its done I hope you dont mind, I hope you dont mind That I put down in words We can be heroes How wonderful life is We can be heroes How wonderful life is We can be heroes How wonderful life is While youre in the world I will always love you And I will always love you And I will always love you

Its been such a long, long time Since we loved each other, when our hearts were true One time, for one brief day I was the man for you Last night I heard you talking in your sleep Saying things you shouldnt say, oh baby You just may have to go to jail someday Is there a place we can go? Is there anybody we can see? Maybe its the same for you as it is for me I aint seen my family in twenty years That aint easy to understand They may be dead by now I lost track of em after they lost their land Shake it up, baby, twist and shout You know what its all about What are you doing out there in the sun anyway? Dont you know, the sun can burn your brains right out My enemy crashed into the dust Stopped dead in his tracks and he lost his lust He was run down hard and he broke apart He died in shame, he had an iron heart I wear dark glasses to cover my eyes There are secrets in em that I cant disguise Come back, baby If I hurt your feelings, I apologize Two trains running side by side Forty miles wide, down the eastern line You dont have to go I just came to you because youre a friend of mine I think that when my back was turned The whole world behind me burned Its been a while Since we walked down that long, long aisle We cried on a cold and frosty morn We cried because our souls were torn So much for tears So much for these long and wasted years

Go away from my window Leave at your own chosen speed Im not the one you want, babe Im not the one you need You say youre looking for someone Whos never weak but always strong To protect you and defend you Whether you are right or wrong Someone to open each and every door But it aint me, babe No, no, no, it aint me, babe It aint me youre looking for, babe Go lightly from the ledge, babe Go lightly on the ground Im not the one you want, babe Ill only let you down You say youre looking for someone Wholl promise never to part Someone to close his eyes for you Someone to close his heart Someone to die for you and more You say youre looking for someone To pick you up each time you fall To gather flowers constantly And to come each time you call And will love you for your life And nothing more

Når regnet slær i mot deg der du går Og når du ikkje veit di arme råd Da vil eg holde deg i tusen år Fordi eg elskar deg Når alle nattas stjerner viser seg Og ingen er der for å trøste deg Da vil du alltid ha ein heim hjå meg Fordi eg elskar deg Eg veit du ikkje har bestemt deg men Eg lar deg ta den tid du vil For eg forsto heilt frå begynnelsen Det er hjå meg du høyrer til Eg ofrar hørsel eller syn for deg Eg kryp naken gjennom byn for deg Ingen kraft på jorda kan hindre meg Fordi eg elskar deg No rasar stormen over åpent hav Og gjennom sorg sin mørke skog Framtidas vind vil blåse himlen klar Alt skal bli mykje bedre enn du trur Eg vil sjå deg lykkelig eg vil sjå deg glad Gje deg alt det som du helst vil ha Alt du he drømt om skal bli av en dag Fordi eg elskar deg Fordi eg elskar deg

Corrina, Corrina Girl, where you been so long? Corrina, Corrina Girl, where you been so long? I been worrying about you, baby Baby, please come home I got a bird that whistles I got a bird that sings I got a bird that whistles I got a bird that sings But I aint got Corrina Life don’t mean a thing Corrina, Corrina Girl, you’re on my mind Corrina, Corrina Girl, you’re on my mind I’m a-sittin down thinkin of you I just can’t keep from crying

Well, your railroad gate You know I just cant jump it Sometimes it gets so hard, you see I just sitting here, beating on my trumpet With all these promises you left for me But where are you tonight, sweet Marie? Well, I waited for you when I was half sick Yes, I waited for you when you hated me Well, I waited for you inside of the frozen traffic Yeah, when you knew I had some other place to be Now, where are you tonight, sweet Marie? Well, anybody can be just like me, obviously But then, now again, not too many can be like you, fortunately Well, six white horses that you did promise Were finally delivered down to the penitentiary But to live outside the law, you must be honest I know you always say that you agree Alright, so where are you tonight, sweet Marie? Well, I dont know how it happened But the riverboat captain, he knows my fate But everybody else, even yourself Theyre just gonna have to wait Well, I got the fever down in my pockets The Persian drunkard, he follows me Yes, I can take him to your house, but I cant unlock it You see, you forgot to leave me with the key Oh, where are you tonight, sweet Marie? Well, I been in jail when all the mail showed That a man cant give his address out to bad company And now I stand here lookin at your yellow railroad In the ruins of your balcony Wondering where you are tonight, sweet Marie

Oh, the time will come up When the winds will stop And the breeze will cease to be breathin Like the stillness in the wind Before the hurricane begins The hour that the ship comes in And the sea will split And the ships will hit And the sands on the shoreline will be shaking Then the tide will sound And the waves will pound And the mornin will be a-breakin The fishes will laugh As they swim out of the path And the seagulls, theyll be smilin And the rocks on the sand Will proudly stand The hour that the ship comes in And the words that are used For to get the ship confused Will not be understood as theyre spoken For the chains of the sea Will have busted in the night And be buried on the bottom of the ocean A song will lift As the mainsail shifts And the boat drifts on to the shoreline And the sun will respect Every face on the deck The hour that the ship comes in Then the sands will roll Out a carpet of gold For your weary toes to be a-touchin And the ships wise men Will remind you once again That the whole wide world is watchin Oh, the foes will rise With the sleep still in their eyes And theyll jerk from their beds and think theyre dreamin But theyll pinch themselves and squeal And theyll know that its for real The hour that the ship comes in And theyll raise their hands Sayin, Well meet all your demands But well shout from the bow, Your days are numbered And like Pharoahs tribe Theyll be drowned in the tide And like Goliath, theyll be conquered

Aint it hard to stumble And land in some funny lagoon? Aint it hard to stumble And land in some muddy lagoon? Especially when its nine below zero And three oclock in the afternoon Aint gonna hang no picture Aint gonna hang no picture frame Aint gonna hang no picture Or hang no picture frame Well, I might look like Robert Ford But I feel just like aJesse James And I wish I was On some Australian mountain range Oh, I wish I was On some Australian mountain range I got no reason to be there, but I Imagine it would be some kinda change I got my dark sunglasses I got for good luck my black tooth I got my dark sunglasses Im carrying my good luck, my black tooth Dont ask me nothin about nothin I just might tell you the truth I got a woman in Jackson Oh, I aint gonna say her name I got a woman in Jackson I aint gonna say her name Shes a brown-skin woman But I love her just the same

Twas down in Mississippi, not so long ago When a young boy from Chicago town stepped through a Southern door This boys dreadful tragedy I can still remember well The color of his skin was black and his name was Emmett Till Some men they dragged him to a barn and there they beat him up They said they had a reason, but I cant remember what They tortured him and did some things, too evil to repeat There was screaming sounds inside the barn, there was laughing sounds out on the street Then they rolled his body down a gulf, amidst a bloody red rain And they threw him in the waters wide to cease his screaming pain The reason that they killed him there, and Im sure it aint no lie Was just for the fun of killing him and to watch him slowly die And then to stop, the United States of yelling for a trial Two brothers they confessed that they had killed poor Emmett Till But on the jury there were men who helped the brothers commit this awful crime And so this trial was a mockery, but nobody there seemed to mind I saw the morning papers but I could not bear, to see The smiling brothers walking down the courthouse stairs For the jury found them innocent, and the brothers they went free While Emmetts body floats the foam of a Jim Crow southern sea If you cant speak out against this kind of thing, a crime thats so unjust Your eyes are filled with dead mens dirt, your mind is filled with dust Your arms and legs they must be in shackles and chains, and your blood it must refuse to flow For you to let this human race fall down so God-awful low! This songs just a reminder to remind your fellow man That this kind of thing still lives today in that ghost-robed Ku Klux Klan But if all of us folks that thinks alike, if we give all we could give Wed make this great land of ours a greater place to live

Its alright And then shes all too tight In my neighbourhood She cries both day and night I know it because it was there Its a milestone But she down on her luck And she daily so lonely But to make hard to buck I remain I believe where shes stoppin If she wants time to care I believe that shed look upon Deciding to care And I go by the Lord in a way Shes on my way But I dont belong there No I dont belong to her I dont belong to anybody Shes my prize-forsaken angel But she dont hear me cry Shes a lone-hearted mystic And she daint carry on When Im there shes alright But when shes not when Im gone Heaven knows that the answers Shes dont call no one Shes the way, assailin beautiful Shes mine for the one And I lost her heavy tension By temptations does it runs But she dont holler me But Im not there, Im gone Now Ive cried tonight Like I cried the night before And Im least on the high string But I dream about the door Its a long, shes forsaken By her fate, ways to tell It dont hang by formation Shes smiled, said thee well Now went out treat the layway I was born to love her But she knows that the kingdom weighs So high above her And I run but I race But its not too fast to slim But I dont perceive her Im not there, Im gone Well its all about dead yearsn And I cried for her veil I dont need anybody now Beside me to tell And its all affirmation I perceive but its not Shes an old-hearted beauty But she dont like the spot And she come Yes shes gone like the rainbow The shining yesterday But now shes warm beside me and Id like to hear to stay Shes a unforsaken beauty And dont trust anyone And I wish I was beside her But Im not there, Im gone Well its a too-hard to stakin And I dont far believe Its all bad for abusing An shes hard, too hard to leave Its unknown, its a crime The way she mauls me around But she told, phoned to hate me But its doomed to make a clown Yes, I believe that its rightful Oh I believe it in my mind I been told like I said when I before Carry on the grind And shes all good to tole her Like I said, carry on I wish I was there to help her But Im not there, Im gone

Well, early in the morning Til late at night I got a poison headache But I feel alright I’m pledgin my time to you Hopin you’ll come through, too Well, the hobo got too high And he came to me naturally He stole my baby Then he wanted to steal me And I’m pledging my time to you Hopin you’ll come through, too Won’t you come with me, baby? I’ll take you where you want to go And if it don’t work out You’ll be the first to know I’m pledging my time to you Hopin you’ll come through, too Well, the room is so stuffy I can hardly breathe Everybodys gone, but me and you And I can’t be the last to leave I’m pledging my time to you Hopin you’ll come through, too Well they sent for the ambulance And one was sent Somebody got lucky But it was an accident I’m pledging my time to you Hopin you’ll come through, too

You say you love me And youre thinkin of me But you know you could be wrong You say you told me That you wanna hold me But you know youre not that strong I just cant do what I done before I just cant beg you anymore Im gonna let you pass And Ill go last Then time will tell just who has fell And whos been left behind When you go your way and I go mine You say you disturb me And you dont deserve me But you know sometimes you lie You say youre shakin And youre always achin But you know how hard you try Sometimes it gets so hard to care It cant be this way everywhere And Im gonna let you pass Yes, and Ill go last Then time will tell who has fell And whos been left behind When you go your way and I go mine Well the, the judge he holds a grudge Hes gonna call on you But hes badly built And he walks on stilts Watch out he dont fall on you You say youre sorry For tellin stories That you know I believe are true You say you got some Other kinda lover And yes, I believe you do Say my kisses are not like his But this time Im not gonna tell you why that is Im just gonna let you pass Yes, and Ill go last Then time will tell who has fell And whos been left behind When you go your way and I go mine

I’m out here a thousand miles from my home Walking a road other men have gone down I’m seeing your world of people and things Your paupers and peasants and princes and kings Hey, hey, Woody Guthrie, I wrote you a song About a funny old world that’s a-coming along Seems sick and it’s hungry, it’s tired and it’s torn It looks like it’s a-dying and it’s hardly been born Hey, Woody Guthrie, but I know that you know All the things that I’m a-saying an a-many times more I’m a-singing you the song, but I can’t sing enough Because there’s not many men that done the things that you’ve done Here’s to Cisco and Sonny and Leadbelly too And to all the good people that traveled with you Here’s to the hearts and the hands of the men That come with the dust and are gone with the wind I’m a-leaving tomorrow, but I could leave today Somewhere down the road someday The very last thing that I’d want to do Is to say I’ve been hitting some hard traveling too

If today was not a crooked highway If tonight was not a crooked trail If tomorrow wasn’t such a long time Then lonesome would mean nothing to you at all Yes, and only if my own true love was waiting And if I could hear her heart a-softly pounding Yes, and only if she was lying by me Then I’d lie in my bed once again.... I can’t see my reflection in the waters I can’t speak the sounds that show no pain I can’t hear the echo of my footsteps Or can’t remember the sound of my own name Yes, and only if my own true love was waiting And if I could hear her heart a-softly pounding Yes, and only if she was lying by me Then I’d lie in my bed once again... There’s beauty in that silver, singing river There’s beauty in the sunrise in the sky But none of these and nothing else can touch the beauty That I remember in my true love’s eyes Yes, and only if my own true love was waiting And if I could hear her heart a-softly pounding Yes, and only if she was lying by me Then I’d lie in my bed once again...

We carried you in our arms on Independence Day And now youd throw us all aside and put us all away Oh, what dear daughter neath the sun could treat a father so? To wait upon him hand and foot and always tell him No Tears of rage, tears of grief Why must I always be the thief? Come to me now, you know were so alone And life is brief It was all so very painless When you ran out to receive All that false instruction Which we never could believe And now the heart is filled with gold As if it was a purse But, oh, what kind of love is this Which goes from bad to worse? Tears of rage, tears of grief Why must I always be the thief? Come to me now, you know were so alone And life is brief We pointed you the way to go And scratched your name in sand Though you just thought it was nothing more Than a place for you to stand I want you to know that while we watched You discovered no one would be true That I myself was among The ones who thought It was just a childish thing to do Tears of rage, tears of grief Why must I always be the thief? Come to me now, you know were so alone And life is brief

Born in Red Hook, Brooklyn, in the year of who knows when Opened up his eyes to the tune of an accordion Always on the outside of whatever side there was When they asked him why it had to be that way, “Well,” he answered “Just because” Larry was the oldest, Joey was next to last They called Joe “Crazy,” the baby they called “Kid Blast” Some say they lived off gambling and runnin’ numbers too It always seemed they got caught between the mob and the men in blue Joey, Joey King of the streets, child of clay Joey, Joey What made them want to come and blow you away? There was talk they killed their rivals, but the truth was far from that No one ever knew for sure where they were really at When they tried to strangle Larry, Joey almost hit the roof He went out that night to seek revenge, thinking he was bulletproof The war broke out at the break of dawn, it emptied out the streets Joey and his brothers suffered terrible defeats Till they ventured out behind the lines and took five prisoners They stashed them away in a basement, called them amateurs The hostages were trembling when they heard a man exclaim “Let’s blow this place to kingdom come, let Con Edison take the blame” But Joey stepped up, and he raised his hands, said, “We’re not those kind of men It’s peace and quiet that we need to go back to work again” Joey, Joey King of the streets, child of clay Joey, Joey What made them want to come and blow you away? The police department hounded him, they called him Mr. Smith They got him on conspiracy, they were never sure who with “What time is it?” said the judge to Joey when they met “Five to ten,” said Joey. The judge says, “That’s exactly what you get” He did ten years in Attica, reading Nietzsche and Wilhelm Reich They threw him in the hole one time for trying to stop a strike His closest friends were black men because they seemed to understand What it’s like to be in society with a shackle on your hand When they let him out in ’71 he’d lost a little weight But he dressed like Jimmy Cagney and I swear he did look great He tried to find the way back into the life he left behind To the boss he said, “I have returned and now I want what’s mine” Joey, Joey King of the streets, child of clay Joey, Joey What made them want to come and blow you away? It was true that in his later years he would not carry a gun “I’m around too many children,” he’d say, “they should never know of one” Yet he walked right into the clubhouse of his lifelong deadly foe Emptied out the register, said, “Tell them it was Crazy Joe” One day they blew him down in a clam bar in New York He could see it coming through the door as he lifted up his fork He pushed the table over to protect his family Then he staggered out into the streets of Little Italy Joey, Joey King of the streets, child of clay Joey, Joey What made them want to come and blow you away? Sister Jacqueline and Carmela and mother Mary all did weep I heard his best friend Frankie say, “He is not dead, he’s just asleep” Then I saw the old man’s limousine head back towards the grave I guess he had to say one last goodbye to the son that he could not save The sun turned cold over President Street and the town of Brooklyn mourned They said a mass in the old church near the house where he was born And someday if God’s in heaven overlooking His preserve I know the men that shot him down will get what they deserve Joey, Joey King of the streets, child of clay Joey, Joey What made them want to come and blow you away?

Come an gather round friends And Ill tell ya a tale Of when the red iron ore pits ran a-plenty But the cardboard filled windows And old men on the benches Tell you now that the whole town is empty In the north end of town My own children are grown Well I was raised on the other In the wee hours of youth My mother took sick And I was brought up by my brother The iron ore poured As the years passed the door The drag lines and the shovels they was a-hummin Til one day my brother Failed to come home The same as my father before him Well a long winters wait From the winda I watched My friends they couldnta been kinder And my schooling was cut As I quit in the spring To marry John Thomas, a miner Oh the years passed again And the givin was good With the lunch bucket filled every season What with three babies born The work was cut down To a half a days shift with no reason Then the shaft was soon shut And more work was cut And the fire in the air, it felt frozen Til a man come to speak And he said in one week That number eleven was closin They complained in the East Theyre payin too high They say that your ore aint worth a-diggin That its much cheaper down In the South American towns Where the miners work almost for nothin So the minin gates locked And the red iron rotted And the room smelled heavy from drinkin When the sad silent song Made the hour twice as long As I waited for the sun to go sinking I lived by the window As he talked to himself This silence of tongues it was buildin Til one mornings wake The bed it was bare And Is left alone with three children The summer is gone The grounds turning cold The stores one by one theyre a-foldin My children will go As soon they grow For there aint nothin here now to hold them

Hot chili peppers in the blistering sun Dust on my face and my cape Me and Magdalena on the run I think this time we shall escape Sold my guitar to the baker’s son For a few crumbs and a place to hide But I can get another one And I’ll play for Magdalena as we ride No Ilores, mi querida Dios nos vigila Soon the horse will take us to Durango Agarrame, mi vida Soon the desert will be gone Soon you will be dancing the fandango Past the Aztec ruins and the ghosts of our people Hoof beats like castanets on stone At night I dream of bells in the village steeple Then I see the bloody face of Ramon Was it me that shot him down in the Cantina Was it my hand that held the gun? Come, let us fly, my Magdalena The dogs are barking and what’s done is done No Ilores, mi querida Dios nos vigila Soon the horse will take us to Durango Agarrame, mi vida Soon the desert will be gone Soon you will be dancing the fandango In the corrida we’ll sit in the shade And watch the young torero stand alone We’ll drink tequila where our grandfathers stayed When they rode with Villa into Torreón Then the padre will recite the prayers of old In the little church this side of town I will wear new boots and an earring of gold You’ll shine with diamonds in your wedding gown The way is long but the end is near Already the fiesta has begun The face of God will appear With His serpent eyes of obsidian No Ilores, mi querida Dios nos vigila Soon the horse will take us to Durango Agarrame, mi vida Soon the desert will be gone Soon you will be dancing the fandango Was that the thunder that I heard? My head is vibrating, I feel a sharp pain Come sit by me, don’t say a word Oh, can it be that I am slain? Quick, Magdalena, take my gun Look up in the hills, that flash of light Aim well my little one We may not make it through the night No Ilores, mi querida Dios nos vigila Soon the horse will take us to Durango Agarrame, mi vida Soon the desert will be gone Soon you will be dancing the fandango

Oh, the streets of Rome are filled with rubble Ancient footprints are everywhere You can almost think that you’re seeing double On a cold, dark night on the Spanish Stairs Got to hurry on back to my hotel room Where I’ve got me a date with Botticelli’s niece She promised that she’d be right there with me When I paint my masterpiece Oh, the hours I’ve spent inside the Coliseum Dodging lions and wasting time Oh, those mighty kings of the jungle, I could hardly stand to see them Yes, it sure has been a long, hard climb Train wheels running through the back of my memory When I ran on the hilltop following a pack of wild geese Someday, everything is going to be smooth like a rhapsody When I paint my masterpiece Sailing round the world in a dirty gondola Oh, to be back in the land of Coca-Cola Well, I left Rome and landed in Brussels On a plane ride so bumpy that I almost cried Clergymen in uniform and young girls pulling mussels Everyone was there to greet me when I stepped inside Newspapermen eating candy Had to be held down by big police Someday, everything is going to be different When I paint my masterpiece

Your breath is sweet Your eyes are like two jewels in the sky Your back is straight, your hair is smooth On the pillow where you lie But I dont sense affection No gratitude or love Your loyalty is not to me But to the stars above One more cup of coffee for the road One more cup of coffee fore I go To the valley below Your daddy hes an outlaw And a wanderer by trade Hell teach you how to pick and choose And how to throw the blade He oversees his kingdom So no stranger does intrude His voice it trembles as he calls out For another plate of food One more cup of coffee for the road One more cup of coffee fore I go To the valley below Your sister sees the future Like your mama and yourself Youve never learned to read or write Theres no books upon your shelf And your pleasure knows no limits Your voice is like a meadowlark But your heart is like an ocean Mysterious and dark One more cup of coffee for the road One more cup of coffee fore I go To the valley below

Clouds so swift, rain won’t lift Gate won’t close, railings froze Get your mind off wintertime You ain’t goin nowhere Whoo-ee! Ride me high Tomorrow’s the day My bride’s going to come Oh, oh, are we going to fly Down in the easy chair! I don’t care how many letters they sent Morning came and morning went Pick up your money and pack up your tent You ain’t going nowhere Whoo-ee! Ride me high Tomorrow’s the day My bride’s going to come Oh, oh, are we going to fly Down in the easy chair! Buy me a flute and a gun that shoots Tailgates and substitutes Strap yourself to the tree with roots You ain’t going nowhere Whoo-ee! Ride me high Tomorrow’s the day My bride’s going to come Oh, oh, are we going to fly Down in the easy chair! Genghis Khan, he could not keep All his kings supplied with sleep We’ll climb that hill no matter how steep When we get up to it Whoo-ee! Ride me high Tomorrow’s the day My bride’s going to come Oh, oh, are we going to fly Down in the easy chair!

I aint lookin to compete with you Beat or cheat or mistreat you Simplify you, classify you Deny, defy or crucify you All I really want to do Is, baby, be friends with you No, and I aint lookin to fight with you Frighten you or uptighten you Drag you down or drain you down Chain you down or bring you down All I really want to do Is, baby, be friends with you I aint lookin to block you up Shock or knock or lock you up Analyze you, categorize you Finalize you or advertise you All I really want to do Is, baby, be friends with you I don’t wanta straight-face you Race or chase you, track or trace you Or disgrace you or displace you Or define you or confine you All I really want to do Is, baby, be friends with you I don’t wanta meet your kin Make you spin or do you in Or select you or dissect you Or inspect you or reject you All I really want to do Is, baby, be friends with you I don’t wanta fake you out Take or shake or forsake you out I aint lookin for you to feel like me See like me or be like me All I really want to do Is, baby, be friends with you

Im walking through streets that are dead Walking, walking with you in my head My feet are so tired, my brain is so wired And the clouds are weeping Did I hear someone tell a lie? Did I hear someones distant cry? I spoke like a child, you destroyed me with a smile While I was sleeping I’m sick of love But Im in the thick of it This kind of love Im so sick of it I see, I see lovers in the meadow I see, I see silhouettes in the window I watch them till theyre gone and they leave me hanging on To a shadow Im sick of love I hear the clock tick This kind of love Im lovesick Sometimes the silence can be like the thunder Sometimes I wanna take to the road and plunder Could you ever be true? I think of you And I wonder Im sick of love I wish Id never met you Im sick of love Im trying to forget you Just don’t know what to do Id give anything to be with you

Seen the arrow on the doorpost Saying, “This land is condemned All the way from New Orleans To Jerusalem” I traveled through East Texas Where many martyrs fell And I know no one can sing the blues Like Blind Willie McTell Well, I heard that hoot owl singing As they were taking down the tents The stars above the barren trees Was his only audience Them charcoal gypsy maidens Can strut their feathers well But nobody can sing the blues Like Blind Willie McTell See them big plantations burning Hear the cracking of the whips Smell that sweet magnolia blooming See the ghosts of slavery ships I can hear them tribes moaning Hear that undertaker’s bell Nobody can sing the blues Like Blind Willie McTell There’s a woman by the river With some fine young handsome man He’s dressed up like a squire Bootlegged whiskey in his hand There’s a chain gang on the highway I can hear them rebels yell And I know no one can sing the blues Like Blind Willie McTell Well, God is in His heaven And we all want what’s His But power and greed and corruptible seed Seem to be all that there is I’m gazing out the window Of the St. James Hotel And I know no one can sing the blues Like Blind Willie McTell

Well, Frankie Lee and Judas Priest They were the best of friends So when Frankie Lee needed money one day Judas quickly pulled out a roll of tens And placed them on a footstool Just above the plotted plain Sayin, “Take your pick, Frankie Boy My loss will be your gain” Well, Frankie Lee, he sat right down And put his fingers to his chin But with the cold eyes of Judas on him His head began to spin “Could ya please not stare at me like that?,” he said “It’s just my foolish pride But sometimes a man must be alone And this is no place to hide” Well, Judas, he just winked and said “Alright, I’ll leave you here But you’d better hurry up and choose which of those bills you want Before they all disappear” “I’m gonna start my pickin right now Just tell me where you’ll be” Judas pointed down the road And said, “Eternity!” “Eternity?” said Frankie Lee With a voice as cold as ice “That’s right,” said Judas, “Eternity Though you might call it ‘Paradise’” “I don’t call it anything” Said Frankie Lee with a smile “All right,” said Judas Priest “I’ll see you after a while” Well, Frankie Lee, he sat back down Feeling low and mean When just then a passin stranger Burst upon the scene Saying, “Are you Frankie Lee, the gambler Whose fathers deceased? Well, if you are, there’s a fellow callin you down the road And they say his name is Priest” “Oh, yes, he is my friend” Said Frankie Lee in fright “I do recall him very well In fact, he just left my sight” “Yes, that’s the one,” said the stranger As quiet as a mouse “Well, my message is, he’s down the road Stranded in a house” Well, Frankie Lee, he panicked He dropped everything and ran Until he came up to the spot Where Judas Priest did stand “What kind of house is this,” he said “Where I have come to roam?” “It’s not a house,” says Judas Priest “It’s not a house, it’s a home” Well, Frankie Lee, he trembled He soon lost all control Over ev’rything which he had made While the mission bells did toll He just stood there staring At that big house as bright as any sun With four and twenty windows And a woman’s face in ev’ry one Well, up the stairs ran Frankie Lee With a soulful, bounding leap And, foaming at the mouth He began to make his midnight creep For sixteen nights and days he raved But on the seventeenth he burst Into the arms of Judas Priest Which is where he died of thirst No one tried to say a thing When they carried him out in jest Except, of course, the little neighbor boy Who carried him to rest And he just walked along, alone With his guilt so well concealed And muttered underneath his breath “Nothing is revealed” Well, the moral of this story The moral of this song Is simply that one should never be Where one does not belong So when you see your neighbor carrying somethin Help him with his load And don’t go mistaking Paradise For that home across the road

Most of the time I’m clear focused all around Most of the time I can keep both feet on the ground I can follow the path, I can read the signs Stay right with it when the road unwinds I can handle whatever I stumble upon I don’t even notice she gone Most of the time Most of the time It’s well understood Most of the time I wouldn’t change it if I could I can make it all match up, I can hold my own I can deal with the situation right down to the bone I can survive, I can endure And I don’t even think about her Most of the time Most of the time My head is on straight Most of the time I’m strong enough not to hate I don’t build up illusion ’till it makes me sick I ain’t afraid of confusion no matter how thick I can smile in the face of mankind Don’t even remember what her lips felt like on mine Most of the time Most of the time She ain’t even in my mind I wouldn’t know her if I saw her She’s that far behind Most of the time I can’t even be sure If she was ever with me Or if I was ever with her Most of the time I’m halfway content Most of the time I know exactly where it all went I don’t cheat on myself, I don’t run and hide Hide from the feelings that are buried inside I don’t compromise and I don’t pretend I don’t even care if I ever see her again Most of the time

Oh, sister, when I come to lie in your arms You should not treat me like a stranger Our Father would not like the way that you act And you must realize the danger Oh, sister, am I not a brother to you And one deserving of affection? And is our purpose not the same on this earth To love and follow His direction? We grew up together From the cradle to the grave We died and were reborn And then mysteriously saved Oh, sister, when I come to knock on your door Don’t turn away, you’ll create sorrow Time is an ocean but it ends at the shore You may not see me tomorrow

Standing on your window, honey Yes, I’ve been here before Feeling so harmless I’m looking at your second door How come you don’t send me no regards? You know I want your lovin Honey, why are you so hard? Kneeling ’neath your ceiling Yes, I guess I’ll be here for a while I’m trying to read your poetry, but I’m helpless, like a rich man’s child How come you send someone out to have me barred? You know I want your lovin’ Honey, why you so hard? Like a poor fool in his prime Yes, I know you can hear me walk But is your heart made out of stone, or is it lime? Or is it just solid rock? Well, I lean into your hallway Lean against your velvet door I watch upon your scorpion Who crawls across your circus floor Just what do you think you have to guard? You know I want your lovin’ Honey, but you’re so hard Achilles is in your alleyway He don’t want me here, he does brag He’s pointing to the sky And he’s hungry, like a man in drag How come you get someone like him to be your guard? You know I want your lovin Honey, but you’re so hard

Wanted man in California Wanted man in Buffalo Wanted man in Kansas City Wanted man in Ohio Wanted man in Mississippi Wanted man in old Cheyenne Wherever you might look tonight you might see this wanted man I might be in Colorado Or Georgia by the sea Working for some man who may not know at all who I might be If you ever see me coming and if you know who I am Dont you breathe it to nobody because you know Im on the lamb Wanted man by Lucy Watson Wanted man by Jeannie Brown Wanted man by Nellie Johnson Wanted man in this next town Ive had all that I wanted of a lot of things Ive had And a lot more than I needed of some things that turned out bad I got sidetracked in El Paso Stopped to get myself a map Went the wrong way in Juarez with Juanita on my lap Went to sleep in Shreveport Woke up in Abilene Wondering why Im wanted at some town half way in between Wanted man in Albuquerque Wanted man in Syracuse Wanted man in Tallahassee Wanted man in Baton Rouge Theres somebody set to grab me Anywhere that I might be And wherever you might look tonight You might get a glimpse of me

I know that its over But I cant believe were through They said that times a healer And Im better without you Its gonna take time I know But Ill get over you Look at my life Look at my heart I have seen them fall apart Now Im ready to rise again Just look at my hopes Look at my dreams Im building bridges from these scenes Now Im ready to rise again Caught up in my thinking, yeah Like a prisoner in my mind You pose so many questions But the truth was hard to find I better think twice I know That Ill get over you Look at my life Look at my heart I have seen them fall apart Now Im ready to rise again Just look at my hopes Look at my dreams Im building bridges from these scenes Now Im ready to rise again Much time has passed between us Do you still think of me at all? My world of broken promises Now you wont catch me when I fall Look at my life Look at my heart I have seen them fall apart Now Im ready to rise again Just look at my hopes Look at my dreams Im building bridges from these scenes Now Im ready to rise again Yes, Im gonna rise Gonna make it all right Im gonna be who I wanna be Yeah, baby, yeah, yeah Im gonna make it all right Im gonna make it all right

You may be an ambassador to England or France You may like to gamble, you might like to dance You may be the heavyweight champion of the world You may be a socialite with a long string of pearls But you’re going to have to serve somebody, yes indeed You’re going to have to serve somebody Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord But you’re going to have to serve somebody You might be a rock ’n’ roll addict prancing on the stage You might have drugs at your command, women in a cage You may be a business man or some high-degree thief They may call you Doctor or they may call you Chief But you’re going to have to serve somebody, yes indeed You’re going to have to serve somebody Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord But you’re going to have to serve somebody You may be a state trooper, you might be a young Turk You may be the head of some big TV network You may be rich or poor, you may be blind or lame You may be living in another country under another name But you’re going to have to serve somebody, yes indeed You’re going to have to serve somebody Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord But you’re going to have to serve somebody You may be a construction worker working on a home You may be living in a mansion or you might live in a dome You might own guns and you might even own tanks You might be somebody’s landlord, you might even own banks But you’re going to have to serve somebody, yes indeed You’re going to have to serve somebody Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord But you’re going to have to serve somebody You may be a preacher with your spiritual pride You may be a city councilman taking bribes on the side You may be working in a barbershop You may know how to cut hair You may be somebody’s mistress, may be somebody’s heir But you’re going to have to serve somebody, yes indeed You’re going to have to serve somebody Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord But you’re going to have to serve somebody Might like to wear cotton, might like to wear silk Might like to drink whiskey, might like to drink milk You might like to eat caviar, you might like to eat bread You may be sleeping on the floor, sleeping in a king-sized bed But you’re going to have to serve somebody, yes indeed You’re going to have to serve somebody Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord But you’re going to have to serve somebody You may call me Terry, you may call me Timmy You may call me Bobby, you may call me Zimmy You may call me R.J., you may call me Ray You may call me anything but no matter what you say Youre still gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed You’re going to have to serve somebody Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord But you’re going to have to serve somebody

Well, I’m walking down the highway With my suitcase in my hand Yes, I’m walking down the highway With my suitcase in my hand Lord, I really miss my baby She’s in some foreign land Well, your streets are getting empty Lord, your highway’s getting filled And your streets are getting empty And your highway’s getting filled Well, the way I love that woman I swear it’s bound to get me killed Well, Ive been gambling so long Lord, I aint got much more to lose Yes, Ive been gambling so long Lord, I aint a-got much more to lose Right now I’m having trouble Please don’t take away my highway shoes Well, I’m bound to get lucky, baby Or I’m bound to die trying Yes, I’m a-bound to get lucky, baby Lord, Lord, I’m a-bound to die trying Well, meet me in the middle of the ocean And we’ll leave this old highway behind Well, the ocean took my baby My baby stole my heart from me Yes, the ocean took my baby My baby took my heart from me She packed it all up in a suitcase Lord, she took it away to Italy, Italy So, I’m a-walking down your highway Just as far as my poor eyes can see Yes, I’m a-walking down your highway Just as far as my eyes can see From the Golden Gate Bridge All the way to the Statue of Liberty

Mama take this badge from me I cant use it anymore Its getting dark too dark to see I feel Im knockin on heavens door Knock knock knockin on heavens door Knock knock knockin on heavens door Knock knock knockin on heavens door Knock knock knockin on heavens door Mama put my guns in the ground I cant shoot them anymore That cold black cloud is comin around And I feel Im knockin on heavens door Knock knock knockin on heavens door Feels like I am Knock knock knockin on heavens door Feels like I am Knock knock knockin on heavens door Knock knock knockin on heavens door Knock knock knockin on heavens door Knock knock knockin on heavens door Feels like I am Knock knock knockin on heavens door Knock knock knockin on heavens door Mama, tell me Knock knock knockin on heavens door Feels like Im Knock knock knockin on heavens door Knock knock knockin on heavens door Knock knock knockin on heavens door Feels like I am Knock knock knockin on heavens door Knock knock knockin on heavens door

Thunder on the mountain, fires on the moon Theres a ruckus in the alley and the sun will be here soon Todays the day, gonna grab my trombone and blow Well, theres hot stuff here and its everywhere I go I was thinking bout Alicia Keys, couldnt keep from crying When she was born in Hells Kitchen, I was living down the line Im wondering where in the world Alicia Keys could be I have been looking for her even clear through Tennessee Feel like my soul is beginning to expand Look into my heart and you will sort of understand You brought me here, now youre trying to run me away The writings on the wall, come read it, come see what it say Thunder on the mountain, rolling like a drum Gonna sleep over there, thats where the music coming from I dont need any guide, I already know the way Remember this, Im your servant both night and day The pistols are poppin and the power is down Id like to try something but Im so far from town The sun keeps shining And the North Wind keeps picking up speed Gonna forget about myself for a while, gonna go out and see what others need Ive been sitting down studying the art of love I think it will fit me like a glove I want some real good woman to do just what I say Everybody got to wonder Whats the matter with this cruel world today Thunder on the mountain rolling to the ground Gonna get up in the morning walk the hard road down Some sweet day Ill stand beside my king I wouldnt betray your love or any other thing Gonna raise me an army, some tough sons of bitches Ill recruit my army from the orphanages I been to St. Hermans church and Ive said my religious vows Ive sucked the milk out of a thousand cows I got the porkchops, she got the pie She aint no angel and neither am I Shame on your greed, shame on your wicked schemes Ill say this, I dont give a damn about your dreams Thunder on the mountain heavy as can be Mean old twister bearing down on me All the ladies of Washington scrambling to get out of town Looks like something bad gonna happen Better roll your airplane down Everybodys going and I want to go too Dont wanna take a chance with somebody new I did all I could and I did it right there and then Ive already confessed, no need to confess again Gonna make a lot of money, gonna go up north Ill plant and Ill harvest what the earth brings forth The hammers on the table, the pitchforks on the shelf For the love of God, you ought to take pity on yourself

Unlike most of the songs nowadays that have been written up in Tin Pan Alley, thats where most of the folk songs come from nowadays, this, this is a song, this wasnt written up there, this was written somewhere down in the United States Well, the Lone Ranger and Tonto They are riding down the line Fixing everybody’s troubles Everybody’s except mine Somebody must have told them That I was doing fine Oh you five and ten cent women With nothing in your heads I got a real gal I’m loving And Lord I’ll love her till I’m dead Go away from my door and my window too Right now Lord, I am not going down to no race track See no sports car run I don’t have no sports car And I don’t even care to have one I can walk anytime around the block Well, the wind keeps a-blowing me Up and down the street With my hat in my hand And my boots on my feet Watch out so you don’t step on me Well, look it here buddy You want to be like me Pull out your six-shooter And rob every bank you can see Tell the judge I said it was all right Yes!

Crickets are chirping, the water is high There’s a soft cotton dress on the line hangin’ dry Window wide open, African trees Bent over backwards from a hurricane breeze Not a word of goodbye, not even a note She gone with the man In the long black coat Somebody seen him hanging around At the old dance hall on the outskirts of town He looked into her eyes when she stopped him to ask If he wanted to dance, he had a face like a mask Somebody said from the Bible he’d quote There was dust on the man In the long black coat Preacher was a talkin’, there’s a sermon he gave He said every man’s conscience is vile and depraved You cannot depend on it to be your guide When it’s you who must keep it satisfied It ain’t easy to swallow, it sticks in the throat She gave her heart to the man In the long black coat There are no mistakes in life some people say It is true sometimes you can see it that way But people dont live or die, people just float She went with the man In the long black coat There’s smoke on the water, it’s been there since June Tree trunks uprooted, neath the high crescent moon Feel the pulse and vibration and the rumbling force Somebody is out there beating a dead horse She never said nothing, there was nothing she wrote She gone with the man In the long black coat

Ring them bells, ye heathen From the city that dreams Ring them bells from the sanctuaries ’Cross the valleys and streams For they’re deep and they’re wide And the world’s on its side And time is running backwards And so is the bride Ring them bells St. Peter Where the four winds blow Ring them bells with an iron hand So the people will know Oh, it’s rush hour now On the wheel and the plow And the sun is going down Upon the sacred cow Ring them bells Sweet Martha For the poor man’s son Ring them bells so the world will know That God is one Oh, the shepherd is asleep Where the willows weep And the mountains are filled With lost sheep Ring them bells for the blind and the deaf Ring them bells for all of us who are left Ring them bells for the chosen few Who will judge the many when the game is through Ring them bells, for the time that flies For the child that cries When innocence dies Ring them bells St. Catherine From the top of the room Ring them from the fortress For the lilies that bloom Oh, the lines are long And the fighting is strong And they’re breaking down the distance Between right and wrong

Some of us turn off the lights and we live With the moonlight shooting by Some of us scare ourselves to death in the dark To be where the angels fly Pretty maids all in a row lined up Outside my cabin door Ive never wanted any of them wanting me Except the girl from the Red River Shore Well, I sat by her side and for a while I tried To make that girl my wife She gave me her best advice and she said Go home and lead a quiet life Well, I been to the east and I been to the west And I been out where the black winds roar Somehow though I never did get that far With the girl from the Red River Shore Well, I knew when I first laid eyes on her I could never be free One look at her and I knew right away She should always be with me Well, the dream dried up a long time ago Dont know where it is anymore True to life, true to me Was the girl from the Red River Shore Well, Im wearing the cloak of misery And Ive tasted jilted love And the frozen smile upon my face Fits me like a glove Well, I cant escape from those memories Of the one that Ill always adore All those nights, when I lay in the arms Of the girl from the Red River Shore Well, were living in the shadows of a fading past Trapped in the fires of time Id tried not to ever hurt anybody And to stay out of a life of crime And when its all been said and done I never did know the score One more day is another day away From the girl from the Red River Shore Well, Im a stranger here in a strange land But I know this is where I belong Ill ramble and gamble for the one I love And the hills will give me a song Though nothing looks familiar to me I know Ive stayed here before Once, a thousand nights ago With the girl from the Red River Shore Well, I went back to see about her once Went back to straighten it out Everybody that I talked to had seen us there Said they didnt know who I was talking about Well, the sun went down on me a long time ago I had to go back from the door I wish I could have spent every hour of my life With the girl from the Red River Shore Now I heard of a guy who lived a long time ago A man full of sorrow and strife That if someone around him died and was dead He knew how to bring em on back to life Well, I dont know what kind of language he used Or if they do that kind of thing anymore Sometimes I think nobody saw me here at all Except the girl from the Red River Shore

Clouds so swift Rain wont lift Gate wont close Railings froze Get your mind off wintertime You aint goin nowhere Whoo-ee ride me high Tomorrows the day My brides gonna come Oh, oh are we gonna fly Down in the easy chair I dont care How many letters they send Morning came and morning went Pack up your money Pick up your tent You aint goin nowhere Whoo-ee ride me high Tomorrows the day My brides gonna come Oh, oh are we gonna fly Down in the easy chair Buy me a flute And a gun that shoots Tailgates and substitutes Strap yourself To a tree with roots You aint goin nowhere Whoo-ee ride me high Tomorrows the day My brides gonna come Oh, oh are we gonna fly Down in the easy chair Now Genghis Kahn He could not keep All his kings Supplied with sleep Well climb that hill no matter how steep When we get up to it Whoo-ee ride me high Tomorrows the day My brides gonna come Oh, oh are we gonna fly Down in the easy chair

Mama, take this badge off o me I cant use it anymore Its gettin dark, much too dark to see you I feel Im knockin on Heavens door Knock, knock, knockin on Heavens door Knock, knock, knockin on Heavens door Knock, knock, knockin on Heavens door Knock, knock, knockin on Heavens door Mama, put my guns in the ground I cant shoot them anymore That long black cloud is going down I feel Im knockin on Heavens door Knock, knock, knockin on Heavens door Knock, knock, knockin on Heavens door Knock, knock, knockin on Heavens door Knock, knock, knockin on Heavens door Mama wipe this blood from my face Im sick and tired of the war Dont know if its night or if this is sun, rising high Scared of knockin on heavens door Knock, knock, knockin on Heavens door Knock, knock, knockin on Heavens door Knock, knock, knockin on Heavens door Knock, knock, knockin on Heavens door

Well, I wake up in the morning Theres frogs inside my socks Your mama, shes hidin Inside the icebox Your daddy walks in wearin A Napoleon Bonaparte mask Then you ask why I dont live here Honey, do you have to ask? Well, I go to pet your monkey I get a face full of claws I ask whos in the fireplace And you tell me Santa Claus The milkman comes in Hes wearing a derby hat And you ask why I dont live here Honey, how come you have to ask me that? Well, I asked for somethin to eat Im hungry as a hog So I get brown rice, seaweed And a dirty hot dog Ive got a hole Where my stomach disappeared Then you ask why I dont live here Honey, I gotta think youre really weird Your grandpas cane It turns into a sword Your grandma prays to pictures That are pasted on a board Everything inside my pockets Your uncle steals And you ask why I dont live here Honey, I cant believe that youre for real Well, theres fistfights in the kitchen Theyre enough to make me cry Little mailman comes in Even hes got to take a side Even the butler Hes got something to prove Then you ask why I dont live here Honey, how come you dont move?

Im walking through the summer nights The jukebox playing low Yesterday everything was going too fast Today its moving too slow I got no place left to turn I got nothing left to burn Dont know if I saw you if I would kiss you or kill you It probably wouldnt matter to you anyhow You left me standing in the doorway, crying I got nothing to go back to now The light in this place is so bad Making me sick in the head All the laughter is just making me sad The stars have turned cherry red Im strumming on my gay guitar Smoking a cheap cigar The ghost of our old love has not gone away Dont look it like it will anytime soon You left me standing in the doorway, crying Under the midnight moon Maybe theyll get me and maybe they wont But not tonight and it wont be here There are things I could say, but I dont I know the mercy of God must be near Ive been riding a midnight train Got ice water in my veins I would be crazy if I took you back It would go up against every rule You left me standing in the doorway, crying Suffering like a fool When the last rays of daylight go down Buddy, you’ll roll no more I can hear the church bells ringing in the yard I wonder who theyre ringing for I know I cant win But my heart just wont give in Last night I danced with a stranger But she just reminded me you were the one You left me standing in the doorway, crying In the dark land of the sun I eat when Im hungry, drink when Im dry And live my life on the square And even if the flesh falls off of my face I know someone will be there to care It always means so much Even the softest touch I see nothing to be gained by any explanation Theres no words that need to be said You left me standing in the doorway, crying Blues wrapped around my head

When you’re sad and when you’re lonely And you haven’t got a friend Just remember that death is not the end And all that you’ve held sacred Falls down and does not mend Just remember that death is not the end Not the end, not the end Just remember that death is not the end When you’re standing on the crossroads That you cannot comprehend Just remember that death is not the end And all your dreams have vanished And you don’t know what’s up the bend Just remember that death is not the end Not the end, not the end Just remember that death is not the end When storm clouds gather ’round And heavy rains descend Just remember that death is not the end And there’s no one there to comfort you With a helping hand to lend Just remember that death is not the end Not the end, not the end Just remember that death is not the end For the tree of life is growing Where the spirit never dies And the bright light of salvation shines In dark and empty skies When the cities are on fire With the burning flesh of men Just remember that death is not the end When you search in vain to find Some law-abiding citizen Just remember that death is not the end Not the end, not the end Just remember that death is not the end Not the end, not the end Just remember that death is not the end

I pounded on a farmhouse looking for a place to stay I was mighty, mighty tired, Id come a long, long way I said, “Hey, hey, in there, is there anybody home?” I was standin on the steps feeling most alone When out comes a farmer, he mustve thought that I was nuts He immediately looked at me and stuck a gun into my guts I fell down to my bended knees Saying, “I dig farmers, don’t shoot me, please!” He cocked his rifle and begin to shout “Are you that travelin salesman that I have heard about?” I said, “No! No! No! I’m a doctor and it’s true I’m a clean-cut kid and I been to college, too” Then in comes his daughter whose name was Rita She looked like she stepped out of La Dolce Vita I immediately tried to cool it with her dad And told him what a nice, pretty farm he had He said, “What do doctors know about farms, pray tell?” I said, “Is born at the bottom of a wishing well” Well, by the dirt neath my nails, I guess he knew I wouldn’t lie He said “I guess you’re tired, he said it kind of sly I said, “Yes, ten thousand miles today I drove” He said, “I got a bed for you underneath the stove Just one condition, you can go to sleep right now That you don’t touch my daughter and in the morning, milk the cows” I was sleeping like a rat when I heard something jerkin’ There stood Rita looking just like Tony Perkins She said, “Would you like to take a shower? I’ll show you up to the door” I said, “Oh, no, no, I’ve been through this movie before” I knew I had to split but I did not know how When she said “would you like to take that shower now?” Well, I couldn’t leave unless the old man chased me out Because I’d already promised that I’d milk his cows I had to say somethin to strike him very weird So I yelled out “I like Fidel Castro and his beard” Rita looked offended but she got out of the way As he came charging down the stairs sayin, “What’s that I heard you say?” I said, “I like Fidel Castro, I think you heard me right” And I ducked as he swung at me with all his might Rita mumbled somethin bout her mother on the hill As his fist it hit the icebox, he said he’s gonna kill me If I don’t get out the door in two seconds flat “You unpatriotic, rotten doctor Commie rat” Well, he threw a Reader’s Digest at my head and I did run I did a somersault as I seen him get his gun And crashed through the window at a hundred miles an hour And landed fully blast in his garden flowers Rita said, “Come back!” as he started to load The sun was coming up and I was running down the road Well, I don’t figure I’ll be back there for a spell Even though Rita moved away and got a job in a motel He still waits for me, constant, on the sly He wants to turn me in to the F.B.I Me, I romp and stomping, thankful as I romp Without freedom of speech, I might be in the swamp

If I had wings Like Noahs Dove I’d fly the river To the one I love Fare thee well, my honey Fare thee well I had a man Who was long and tall Moved his body Like a cannonball Fare thee well, my honey Fare thee well Remember one evening Was drizzling rain And around my heart I felt an aching pain Fare thee well, my honey Fare thee well Once I wore My apron low Couldn’t keep you Away from my door Fare thee well, my honey Fare thee well Now my apron Is up to my chin You pass my door But you never come in Fare thee well, my honey Fare thee well Oh, mighty river Runs muddy and wild Can’t care the bloody For my unborn child Fare thee well, my honey Fare thee well Number 9 train Won’t do no harm Number 9 train Take my poor baby home Fare thee well, my honey Fare thee well Fastest man I ever saw Skipped Missouri On the way to Arkansas Fare thee well, my honey Fare thee well

In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed There’s a dyin’ voice within me reaching out somewhere Toiling in the danger and in the morals of despair Don’t have the inclination to look back on any mistake Like Cain, I now behold this chain of events that I must break In the fury of the moment I can see the Master’s hand In every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand Oh, the flowers of indulgence and the weeds of yesteryear Like criminals, they have choked the breath of conscience and good cheer The sun beat down upon the steps of time to light the way To ease the pain of idleness and the memory of decay I gaze into the doorway of temptation’s angry flame And every time I pass that way I always hear my name Then onward in my journey I come to understand That every hair is numbered like every grain of sand I have gone from rags to riches in the sorrow of the night In the violence of a summer’s dream, in the chill of a wintry light In the bitter dance of loneliness fading into space In the broken mirror of innocence on each forgotten face I hear the ancient footsteps like the motion of the sea Sometimes I turn, there’s someone there, other times it’s only me I am hanging in the balance of the reality of man Like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand

How many roads must a man walk down Before they call him a man? How many seas must a white dove sail Before she sleeps in the sand? How many times must the cannonballs fly Before theyre forever banned? The answer, my friend, is blowin in the wind The answer is blowin in the wind How many years must a mountain exist Before it is washed to the sea? How many years can some people exist Before theyre allowed to be free? How many times can a man turn his head And pretend that he just doesnt see? The answer, my friend, is blowin in the wind The answer is blowin in the wind How many times must a man look up Before he can see the sky? How many ears must one man have Before he can hear people cry? How many deaths will it take til he knows That too many people have died? The answer, my friend, is blowin in the wind The answer is blowin in the wind The answer is blowin in the wind

Crimson flames tied through my years Flowing high and mighty trapped Countless fire and flaming roads Using ideas as my maps Well meet on edges soon, said I Proud neath heated brow Ah, but I was so much older then Im younger than that now Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth Rip down all hate, I screamed Lies that life is black and white Spoke from my skull, I dreamed Romantic flanks of musketeers Foundationed deep, somehow Ah, but I was so much older then Im younger than that now In a soldiers stance, I aimed my hand At the mongrel dogs who teach Fearing not Id become my enemy In the instant that I preach Sisters fled by confusion boats Mutiny from stern to bow Ah, but I was so much older then Im younger than that now Ah, but I was so much older then Im younger than that now My guard stood hard when abstract threats Too noble to neglect Deceived me into thinking I had something to protect Good and bad, I define these terms Quite clear, no doubt, somehow Ah, but I was so much older then Im younger than that now

May God bless and keep you always May your wishes all come true May you always do for others And let others do for you May you build a ladder to the stars And climb on every rung May you stay forever young Forever young, forever young May you stay forever young May you grow up to be righteous May you grow up to be true May you always know the truth And see the lights surrounding you May you always be courageous Stand upright and be strong May you stay forever young Forever young, forever young May you stay forever young May your hands always be busy May your feet always be swift May you have a strong foundation When the wind changes shift May your heart always be joyful May your song always be sung May you stay forever young Forever young, forever young May you stay forever young

You got me in a corner You got me against the wall I got nowhere to go I got nowhere to fall Take back your insurance Baby nothing is guaranteed Take back your acid rain Let your TV bleed Youre jammin me, youre jammin me Quit jammin me Baby, you can keep me painted in a corner You can walk away, but its not over Take back your angry slander Take back your pension plan Take back your ups and downs of your life in raisin-land Take back Vanessa Redgrave Take back Joe Piscopo Take back Eddie Murphy Give em all some place to go Youre jammin me, youre jammin me Quit jammin me Baby, you can keep me painted in a corner You can walk away, but its not over Take back your Iranian torture And the Apple in young Steves eye Yeah, take back your losing streak Check your front wheel drive Youre jammin me, youre jammin me Quit jammin me Take back Pasadena Take back El Salvador Take back that country club Theyre trying to build outside my door Youre jammin me, youre jammin me Quit jammin me Baby, you can keep me painted in a corner You can walk away, but its not over Quit jammin me Oh, youre jammin me Youre jammin me Quit jammin me Oh, youre jammin me

Oh it’s fare thee well my darling’ true I’m leaving’ in the first hour of the morn I’m bound off for the bay of Mexico Or maybe the coast of Californ So it’s fare thee well my own true love We’ll meet another day, another time It ain’t the leavin’ That’s a-grievin’ me But my true love who’s bound to stay behind Oh the weather is against me and the wind blows hard And the rain she’s a-turnin’ into hail I still might strike it lucky on a highway going’ west Though I’m traveling’ on a path beaten trail So it’s fare thee well my own true love We’ll meet another day, another time It ain’t the leaving’ That’s a-grievin’ me But my true love who’s bound to stay behind I will write you a letter from time to time As I’m rambling’ you can travel with me too With my head, my heart and my hands, my love I will send what I learn back home to you So it’s fare thee well my own true love We’ll meet another day, another time It ain’t the leaving’ That’s a-grievin’ me But my true love who’s bound to stay behind I will tell you of the laughter and of troubles Be them somebody else’s or my own With my hands in my pockets and my coat collar high I will travel unnoticed and unknown So it’s fare thee well my own true love We’ll meet another day, another time It ain’t the leaving That’s a-grievin’ me But my true love who’s bound to stay behind I’ve heard tell of a town where I might as well be bound It’s down around the old Mexican plains They say that the people are all friendly there And all they ask of you is your name So it’s fare thee well my own true love We’ll meet another day, another time It ain’t the leaving That’s a-grievin’ me But my true love who’s bound to stay behind

She was there at the bar, she heard my guitar She was long and tall, she was the queen of them all Last night, thinking about last night Last night, thinking about last night She was dark and discreet, she was light on her feet We went up to her room and she lowered the boom Last night, thinking about last night Last night, thinking about last night Down below they danced and sang in the street While up above the walls were steaming with heat Last night, thinking about last night Last night, thinking about last night I was feeling no pain, feeling good in my brain I looked in her eyes, they were full of surprise Last night, talking about last night Last night, talking about last night I asked her to marry me she smiled and pulled out a knife The partys just beginning she said, Your money or your life? Last night, talking about last night Last night, talking about last night Now Im back at the bar, she went a little too far She done me wrong, all I got is this song Last night, thinking about last night Last night, thinking about last night Last night, talking about last night Last night, talking about last night Last night, thinking about last night Last night...

I have a poem here. Its not a poem, its... This is the first concert I played alone in New York, really. An a fellow in Brooklyn State Hospital, his name is Woody Guthrie. But Woody is more than a folk singer. Hes really something else more than a folk singer and theres this book coming out thats dedicated to him. And they asked me to write something about Woody, like what does Woody mean to you in 25 words. And I couldnt do it, I wrote out 5 pages and I have it here. I have it here by accident actually. But Id like to say this out loud. So this is my feelings towards Woody Guthrie. Cannot really be told in how many records of his I buy, its a lot more than that actually. So if you can roll along with this thing here this is called Last Thoughts On Woody Guthrie When yer head gets twisted and yer mind grows numb When you think youre too old, too young, too smart or too dumb When yer laggin behind an losing yer pace In a slow-motion crawl of lifes busy race No matter what yer doing if you start givin up If the wine dont come to the top of yer cup If the winds got you sideways with one hand holdin on And the other starts slipping and the feeling is gone And yer train engine fire needs a new spark to catch it And the woods easy findin but yer lazy to fetch it And yer sidewalk starts curlin and the street gets too long And you start walkin backwards though you know its wrong And lonesome comes up as down goes the day And tomorrows morning seems so far away And you feel the reins from yer pony are slippin And yer rope is a-slidin cause yer hands are a-drippin And yer sun-decked desert and evergreen valleys Turn to broken down slums and trash-can alleys And yer sky cries water and yer drain pipes a-pourin And the lightnins a-flashing and the thunders a-crashin And the windows are rattlin and breakin and the roof tops a-shakin And yer whole worlds a-slamming and banging And yer minutes of sun turn to hours of storm And to yourself you sometimes say I never knew it was gonna be this way Why didnt they tell me the day I was born And you start gettin chills and yer jumping from sweat And youre looking for something you aint quite found yet And yer knee-deep in the dark water with yer hands in the air And the whole worlds a-watching with a window peek stare And yer good gal leaves and shes long gone a-flying And yer heart feels sick like fish when theyre frying And yer jackhammer falls from yer hand to yer feet And you need it badly but it lays on the street And yer bells bangin loudly but you cant hear its beat And you think yer ears might a been hurt Or yer eyesve turned filthy from the sight-blinding dirt And you figured you failed in yesterdays rush When you were faked out an fooled while facing a four flush And all the time you were holdin three queens And its making you mad, its makin you mean Like in the middle of Life magazine Bouncin around a pinball machine And theres something on yer mind you wanna be saying That somebody someplace oughta be hearin But its trapped on yer tongue and sealed in yer head And it bothers you badly when youre laying in bed And no matter how you try you just cant say it And yer scared to yer soul you just might forget it And yer eyes get swimmy from the tears in yer head And yer pillows of feathers turn to blankets of lead And the lions mouth opens and yer staring at his teeth And his jaws start closing with you underneath And yer flat on your belly with yer hands tied behind And you wish youd never taken that last detour sign And you say to yourself just what am I doing On this road Im walkin, on this trail Im turnin On this curve Im hanging On this pathway Im strolling, in the space Im taking In this air Im inhaling Am I mixed up too much, am I mixed up too hard Why am I walking, where am I running What am I saying, what am I knowing On this guitar Im playing, on this banjo Im frailin On this mandolin Im strumming, in the song Im singin In the tune Im humming, in the words Im writin In the words that Im thinking In this ocean of hours Im all the time drinkin Who am I helping, what am I breaking What am I giving, what am I taking But you try with your whole soul best Never to think these thoughts and never to let Them kind of thoughts gain ground Or make yer heart pound But then again you know when theyre around Just waiting for a chance to slip and drop down Cause sometimes you hearem when the night times comes creeping And you fear that they might catch you a-sleeping And you jump from yer bed, from yer last chapter of dreamin And you cant remember for the best of yer thinking If that was you in the dream that was screaming And you know that its something special youre needin And you know that theres no drug thatll do for the healin And no liquor in the land to stop yer brain from bleeding And you need something special Yeah, you need something special all right You need a fast flying train on a tornado track To shoot you someplace and shoot you back You need a cyclone wind on a stream engine howler Thats been banging and booming and blowing forever That knows yer troubles a hundred times over You need a Greyhound bus that dont bar no race That wont laugh at yer looks Your voice or your face And by any number of bets in the book Will be rolling long after the bubblegum craze You need something to open up a new door To show you something you seen before But overlooked a hundred times or more You need something to open your eyes You need something to make it known That its you and no one else that owns That spot that yer standing, that space that youre sitting That the world aint got you beat That it aint got you licked It cant get you crazy no matter how many Times you might get kicked You need something special all right You need something special to give you hope But hopes just a word That maybe you said or maybe you heard On some windy corner round a wide-angled curve But thats what you need man, and you need it bad And yer trouble is you know it too good Cause you look an you start getting the chills Cause you cant find it on a dollar bill And it aint on Macys window sill And it aint on no rich kids road map And it aint in no fat kids fraternity house And it aint made in no Hollywood wheat germ And it aint on that dimlit stage With that half-wit comedian on it Ranting and raving and taking yer money And you think its funny No you cant find it in no night club or no yacht club And it aint in the seats of a supper club And sure as hell youre bound to tell That no matter how hard you rub You just aint a-gonna find it on yer ticket stub No, and it aint in the rumors peoplere tellin you And it aint in the pimple-lotion people are sellin you And it aint in no cardboard-box house Or down any movie stars blouse And you cant find it on the golf course And Uncle Remus cant tell you and neither can Santa Claus And it aint in the cream puff hair-do or cotton candy clothes And it aint in the dime store dummies or bubblegum goons And it aint in the marshmallow noises of the chocolate cake voices That come knockin and tappin in Christmas wrappin Sayin aint I pretty and aint I cute and look at my skin Look at my skin shine, look at my skin glow Look at my skin laugh, look at my skin cry When you cant even sense if they got any insides These people so pretty in their ribbons and bows No youll not now or no other day Find it on the doorsteps made out-a paper mache And inside it the people made of molasses That every other day buy a new pair of sunglasses And it aint in the fifty-star generals and flipped-out phonies Whod turn yuh in for a tenth of a penny Who breathe and burp and bend and crack And before you can count from one to ten Do it all over again but this time behind yer back My friend The ones that wheel and deal and whirl and twirl And play games with each other in their sand-box world And you cant find it either in the no-talent fools That run around gallant And make all rules for the ones that got talent And it aint in the ones that aint got any talent but think they do And think theyre foolin you The ones who jump on the wagon Just for a while cause they know its in style To get their kicks, get out of it quick And make all kinds of money and chicks And you yell to yourself and you throw down yer hat Sayin, Christ do I gotta be like that Aint there no one here that knows where Im at Aint there no one here that knows how I feel Good God Almighty THAT STUFF AINT REAL No but that aint yer game, it aint yer race You cant hear yer name, you cant see yer face You gotta look some other place And where do you look for this hope that yer seekin Where do you look for this lamp thats a-burnin Where do you look for this oil well gushin Where do you look for this candle thats glowin Where do you look for this hope that you know is there And out there somewhere And your feet can only walk down two kinds of roads Your eyes can only look through two kinds of windows Your nose can only smell two kinds of hallways You can touch and twist And turn two kinds of doorknobs You can either go to the church of your choice Or you can go to Brooklyn State Hospital Youll find God in the church of your choice Youll find Woody Guthrie in Brooklyn State Hospital And though its only my opinion I may be right or wrong Youll find them both In the Grand Canyon At sundown

I dreamed I saw St. Augustine Alive as you or me Tearing through these quarters In the utmost misery With a blanket underneath his arm And a coat of solid gold Searching for the very souls Whom already have been sold “Arise, arise,” he cried so loud With a voice without restraint “Come out, ye gifted kings and queens And hear my sad complaint No martyr is among ye now Whom you can call your own But go on your way accordingly But know you’re not alone” I dreamed I saw St. Augustine Alive with fiery breath And I dreamed I was amongst the ones That put him out to death Oh, I awoke in anger So alone and terrified I put my fingers against the glass And bowed my head and cried

When the rain is blowing in your face And the whole world is on your case I could offer you a warm embrace To make you feel my love When the evening shadows and the stars appear And there is no one there to dry your tears I could hold you for a million years To make you feel my love Go to the ends of the Earth for you To make you feel my love I know you havent made your mind up yet But I will never do you wrong Ive known it from the moment that we met No doubt in my mind where you belong Id go hungry, Id go black and blue Id go crawling down the avenue No theres nothing that I wouldnt do To make you feel my love To make you feel my love The storms are raging on the rolling sea And on the highway of regret The winds of change are blowing wild and free You aint seen nothing like me yet I could make you happy, make your dreams come true Theres nothing that I wouldnt do Go to the ends of the Earth for you To make you feel my love To make you feel my love

If your memory serves you well We were going to meet again and wait So I’m going to unpack all my things And sit before it gets too late No man alive will come to you With another tale to tell But you know that we shall meet again If your memory serves you well This wheel’s on fire Rolling down the road Best notify my next of kin This wheel shall explode! If your memory serves you well I was going to confiscate your lace And wrap it up in a sailor’s knot And hide it in your case If I knew for sure that it was yours But it was oh so hard to tell But you knew that we shall meet again If your memory serves you well This wheel’s on fire Rolling down the road Best notify my next of kin This wheel shall explode! If your memory serves you well You’ll remember you’re the one That called on me to call on them To get you your favors done And after ev’ry plan had failed And there was nothing more to tell You knew that we should meet again If your memory served you well This wheel’s on fire Rolling down the road Best notify my next of kin This wheel shall explode!

I’m just average, common too I’m just like him, and the same as you I’m everybody’s brother and son I aint different than anyone Aint no use a-talk to me It’s just the same as talkin to you I was shadow boxing early in the day I figured I was ready for Cassius Clay I said “Fee, fie, fo, fum, Cassius Clay, here I come 26, 27, 28, 29, I’m gonna make your face look just like mine Five, four, three, two, one, Cassius Clay you’d better run 99, 100, 101, 102, your ma won’t even recognize you 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, gonna knock him clean right out of his spleen” Well, I don’t know, but I’ve been told The streets of heaven are lined with gold I ask ya how things could get much worse If the Russians happen to get up there first Wowee! Pretty scary! Now, I’m liberal, but to a degree I want everybody to be free But if you think I’ll let Barry Goldwater Move in next door and marry my daughter You must think I’m crazy! I wouldn’t let him do it for all the farms in Cuba Well, I set my monkey on the log And ordered him to do the Dog He wagged his tail and shook his head And he went and did the Cat instead He’s a weird monkey, very funky I sat with my high-heeled sneakers on Waitin to play tennis in the noonday sun I had my white shorts rolled up past my waist And my wig-hat was fallin in my face But they wouldn’t let me on the tennis court I got a woman, she’s so mean She sticks my boots in the washing machine Sticks me with buckshot when I’m nude Puts bubblegum in my food She’s funny, wants my money, calls me “honey” Now I got a friend who spends his life Stabbin my picture with a Bowie knife Dreams of stranglin me with a scarf When my name comes up he pretends to barf I got a million friends! Now they asked me to read a poem At the sorority sisters home Ah got knocked down and my head was swimmin I wound up with the Dean of Women Yippee! I’m a poet, and I know it Hope I don’t blow it I’m gonna grow my hair down to my feet so strange So I look like a walking mountain range And I’m gonna ride into Omaha on a horse Out to the country club and the golf course Carryin The New York Times, shoot a few holes, blow their minds Now you’re probably wonderin by now Just what this song is all about What’s probably got you baffled more Is what this thing here is for: It’s nothin It’s sumpin I learned over in England!

Well, my heart’s in the Highlands gentle and fair Honeysuckle bloomin in the Wildwood air Bluebells blazin where the Aberdeen waters flow Well my heart’s in the Highlands I’m gonna go there when I feel good enough to go Windows was shakin’ all night in my dreams Everything was exactly the way that it seems Woke up this morning and I looked at the same old page Same ol’ rat race Life in the same ol’ cage I don’t want nothin from anyone, ain’t that much to take Wouldn’t know the difference between a real blonde and a fake Feel like a prisoner in a world of mystery I wish someone would come And push back the clock for me Well my heart’s in the Highlands wherever I roam That’s where I’ll be when I get called home The wind, it whispers to the buckeyed trees in rhyme Well my heart’s in the Highlands I can only get there one step at a time I’m listenin to Neil Young, I gotta turn up the sound Someone’s always yellin turn it down Feel like I’m drifting Drifting from scene to scene I’m wondering what in the devil could it all possibly mean? Insanity is smashin up against my soul You could say I was on anything but a roll If I had a conscience, well, I just might blow my top What would I do with it anyway? Maybe take it to the pawn shop My heart’s in the Highlands at the break of dawn By the beautiful lake of the Black Swan Big white clouds like chariots that swing down low Well my heart’s in the Highlands Only place left to go I’m in Boston town, in some restaurant I got no idea what I want Or maybe I do but I’m just really not sure Waitress comes over Nobody in the place but me and her Well, it must be a holiday, there’s nobody around She studies me closely as I sit down She got a pretty face and long white shiny legs I said Tell me what I want She say, “You probably want hard boiled eggs” I say Thats right: bring me some She says We aint got any, you picked the wrong time to come” Then she says, “I know you’re an artist, draw a picture of me” I said, “I would if I could, but I don’t do sketches from memory” “Well,” she says, “I’m right here in front of you, or haven’t you looked?” I say, “All right, I know, but I don’t have my drawing book” She gives me a napkin, she say, “You can do it on that” I say, “Yes I could, but I don’t know where my pencil is at” She pulls one out from behind her ear She says, “All right now, go ahead, draw me, I’m standing right here” I make a few lines and I show it for her to see Well she takes the napkin and throws it back And says, “That don’t look a thing like me” I said, “Oh, kind Miss, it most certainly does” She says, “You must be jokin,” I say, “I wish I was” Then she says, “You don’t read women authors, do you?” At least that’s what I think I hear her say “Well,” I say, “how would you know? And what would it matter anyway?” “Well,” she says, “you just don’t seem like you do” I said, “You’re way wrong” She says, “Which ones have you read then?” I say, “I read Erica Jong!” She goes away for a minute And I slide up out of my chair I step outside back to the busy street but nobody’s going anywhere Well, my heart’s in the Highlands with the horses and hounds Way up in the border country, far from the towns With the twang of the arrow and a snap of the bow My heart’s in the Highlands Can’t see any other way to go Every day is the same thing out the door Feel further away than ever before Some things in life, it gets too late to learn Well, I’m lost somewhere I must have made a few bad turns I see people in the park forgetting their troubles and woes They’re drinking and dancing, wearing bright-colored clothes All the young men with their young women looking so good Well, I’d trade places with any of them In a minute, if I could I’m crossing the street to get away from a mangy dog Talking to myself in a monologue I think what I need might be a full-length leather coat Somebody just asked me If I registered to vote The sun is beginning to shine on me But it’s not like the sun that used to be The party’s over and there’s less and less to say I got new eyes Everything looks far away Well, my heart’s in the Highlands at the break of day Over the hills and far away There’s a way to get there and I’ll figure it out somehow But I’m already there in my mind And that’s good enough for now

The air is getting hotter There’s a rumbling in the skies I’ve been wading through the high muddy water With the heat rising in my eyes Every day your memory grows dimmer It doesn’t haunt me like it did before I’ve been walking through the middle of nowhere Trying to get to heaven before they close the door When I was in Missouri They would not let me be I had to leave there in a hurry I only saw what they let me see You broke a heart that loved you Now you can seal up the book and not write anymore I’ve been walking that lonesome valley Trying to get to heaven before they close the door People on the platforms Waiting for the trains I can hear their hearts a-beatin’ Like pendulums swinging on chains When you think that youve lost everything You find out you can always lose a little more I’m just going down the road feeling bad Trying to get to heaven before they close the door I’m going down the river Down to New Orleans They tell me everything is gonna be all right But I don’t know what “all right” even means I was riding in a buggy with Miss Mary-Jane Miss Mary-Jane got a house in Baltimore I been all around the world, boys Now I’m trying to get to heaven before they close the door Gonna sleep down in the parlor And relive my dreams I’ll close my eyes and I wonder If everything is as hollow as it seems Some trains dont pull no gamblers No midnight ramblers like they did before I been to Sugar Town, I shook the sugar down Now I’m trying to get to heaven before they close the door

If not for you Babe, I couldn’t find the door Couldn’t even see the floor I’d be sad and blue If not for you If not for you Babe, I’d lay awake all night Wait for the morning light To shine in through But it would not be new If not for you If not for you, my sky would fall Rain would gather too Without your love, I’d be nowhere at all I’d be lost if not for you And you know it’s true If not for you, my sky would fall Rain would gather too Without your love, I’d be nowhere at all Oh, what would I do If not for you If not for you Winter would have no spring Couldn’t hear the robin sing I just wouldn’t have a clue Anyway it wouldn’t ring true If not for you If not for you If not for you If not for you If not for you

John Wesley Harding Was a friend to the poor He traveled awith a gun in evry hand All along this countryside He opened amany a door But he was never known To hurt an honest man ’Twas down in Chaynee County A time they talk about With his lady by his side He took a stand And soon the situation there Was all but straightened out For he was always known To lend a helping hand All across the telegraph His name it did resound But no charge held against him Could they prove And there was no man around Who could track or chain him down He was never known To make a foolish move

Farewell Angelina The bells of the crown Are being stolen by bandits I must follow the sound The triangle tingles The music play slow But farewell Angelina The night is on fire And I must go There is no use in talking And theres no need for blame There is nothing to prove Ev’rything still is the same A table stands empty By the edge of the stream But farewell Angelina The skys changing colours And I must leave The jacks and the queens They forsake the courtyard Fifty-two gypsies Now file past the guards In the space where the deuce And the ace once ran wild Farewell Angelina The sky is folding Ill see you after a while See the cross-eyed pirates sitting Perched in the sun Shooting tin cans With a sawed-off shotgun And the corporals and neighbors Clap and cheer with each blast Farewell Angelina The sky it is trembling And I must leave fast King Kong, little elves In the rooftoops they dance Valentino-type tangos While the heros clean hands Shut the eyes of the dead Not to embarrass anyone Farewell Angelina The sky is flooding over And I must be gone The camouflaged parrot He flutters from fear When something he doesnt know about Suddenly appears What cannot be imitated Perfect must die Farewell Angelina The skys flooding over And I must go where it is dry Machine guns are roaring Puppets heave rocks At misunderstood visions And at the faces of clocks Call me any name you like I will never deny it But farewell Angelina The sky is erupting And I must go where its quiet

I once loved a girl, her skin it was bronze With the innocence of a lamb, she was gentle like a fawn I courted her proudly but now she is gone Gone as the season shes taken In a young summers youth, I stole her away From her mother and sister, though close did they stay Each one of them suffering from the failures of their day With strings of guilt they tried hard to guide us Of the two sisters, I loved the young With sensitive instincts, she was the creative one Their constant scrapegoat, she was easily undone By the jealousy of others around her For her parasite sister, I had no respect Bound by her boredom, her pride to protect Countless visions of the other shed reflect As a crutch for her scenes and her society Myself, for what I did, I cannot be excused The changes I was going through cant even be used For the lies that I told her in hope not to lose The could-be dream-lover of my lifetime With unseen consciousness, I possessed in my grip A magnificent mantelpiece, though its heart being chipped Noticing not that Id already slipped To the sin of loves false security From silhouetted anger to manufactured peace Answers of emptiness voice vacancies Til the tombstones of damage read no questions but please Whats wrong, whats exactly the matter? And so it did happen like it could have been foreseen The timeless explosion of fantasys dream At the peak of the night, the king and the queen Tumbled all down into pieces The tragic figure her sister did shout Leave her alone, God damn you, get out And I in my armor, turning about And nailing her in the ruins of her pettiness Beneath a bare light bulb the plaster did pound Her sister and I in a screaming battleground And she in between, the victim of sound Soon shattered as a child to the shadows All is gone, all is gone, admit it, take flight I gagged in contradiction, tears blinding my sight My mind it was mangled, I ran into the night Leaving all of loves ashes behind me The wind knocks my window, the room it is wet The words to say Im sorry, I havent found yet I think of her often and hope whoever shes met Will be fully aware of how precious she is Ah, my friends from the prison, they ask unto me How good, how good does it feel to be free? And I answer them most mysteriously Are birds free from the chains of the skyway?

When the rains blowin in your face And the whole world is on your case I would offer you a warm embrace To make you feel my love When the evenin shadows and the stars appear And there is no one to dry your tears I could hold you for a million years To make you feel my love I know you havent made your mind up yet But I would never do you wrong Ive known it from the moment that we met Its no doubt in my mind where you belong Id go hungry, Id go black and blue Id go crawlin down the avenue There aint nothin that I wouldnt do To make you feel my love The storms are ragin on the rollin sea Down on the highway of regret The winds of change are blowin wild and free But you aint seen nothin like me yet There aint nothin that I wouldnt do Go to the ends of the earth for you Make you happy, make your dreams come true To make you feel my... love

Ive been a moonshiner For seventeen long years Ive spent all my money On whiskey and beer I go to some hollow And sit at my still And if whiskey dont kill me Then I dont know what will I go to some bar room And drink with my friends Where the women cant follow And see what I spend God bless them pretty women I wish they was mine Their breath is as sweet The dew on the vine Let me eat when I am hungry Let me drink when I am dry A dollar when I am hard up Religion when I die The whole worlds a bottle And lifes but a dram When the bottle gets empty It sure aint worth a damn

Oh, Im sailing away my own true love Im sailing away in the morning Is there something I can send you from across the sea? From the place where Ill be landing No, theres nothing you can send me, my own true love Theres nothing Im wishing to be owning Just to carry yourself back to me unspoiled From across that lonesome ocean Well I just thought you might want something fine Made of silver or of golden Either from the mountains of Madrid Or from the coast of Barcelona And if I had the stars of the darkest night Or the diamonds from the deepest ocean Id forsake them all for your sweet kiss For thats all Im wishing to be owning And I might be gone a long old time And its only this Im asking Is there something I can send you to remember me by? To make your time more easy passing Oh how can, how can you ask me again? What only brings me sorrow The same thing I would want today I would want again tomorrow I got a letter on a lonesome day It was from her ship a-sailing Saying I dont know when Ill be coming back again It depends on how Im feeling Well if you, my love, must think that way And Im sure your mind is roaming And Im sure your heart is not with me But with the country to where youre going So take heed, take heed of the western wind And take heed of the stormy weather And yes, theres something you can send back to me Spanish boots of Spanish leather

Frog went a-courtin, and he did ride, Uh-huh Frog went a-courtin, and he did ride, Uh-huh Frog went a-courtin, and he did ride With a sword and a pistol by his side, Uh-huh Well he rode up to Miss Mouseys door, Uh-huh Well he rode up to Miss Mouseys door, Uh-huh Well he rode up to Miss Mouseys door Gave three loud raps and a very big roar, Uh-huh Said, Miss Mouse, are you within? Uh-huh Said he, Miss Mouse, are you within? Uh-huh Said, Miss Mouse, are you within? Yes, kind sir, I sit and spin, Uh-huh He took Miss Mousey on his knee, Uh-huh Took Miss Mousey on his knee, Uh-huh Took Miss Mousey on his knee Said, Miss Mousey, will you marry me? Uh-huh Without my uncle Rats consent, Uh-huh Without my uncle Rats consent, Uh-huh Without my uncle Rats consent I wouldnt marry the president, Uh-huh Uncle Rat laughed and he shook his fat sides, Uh-huh Uncle Rat laughed and he shook his fat sides, Uh-huh Uncle Rat laughed and he shook his fat sides To think his niece would be a bride, Uh-huh Uncle Rat went runnin downtown, Uh-huh Uncle Rat went runnin downtown, Uh-huh Uncle Rat went runnin downtown To buy his niece a wedding gown, Uh-huh Where shall the wedding supper be? Uh-huh Where shall the wedding supper be? Uh-huh Where shall the wedding supper be? Way down yonder in a hollow tree, Uh-huh What should the wedding supper be? Uh-huh What should the wedding supper be? Uh-huh What should the wedding supper be? Fried mosquito in a black-eye pea, Uh-huh Well, first to come in was a flyin moth, Uh-huh First to come in was a flyin moth, Uh-huh First to come in was a flyin moth She laid out the table cloth, Uh-huh Next to come in was a juney bug, Uh-huh Next to come in was a juney bug, Uh-huh Next to come in was a juney bug She brought the water jug, Uh-huh Next to come in was a bumbley bee, Uh-huh Next to come in was a bumbley bee, Uh-huh Next to come in was a bumbley bee Sat mosquito on his knee, Uh-huh Next to come in was a broken black flea, Uh-huh Next to come in was a broken black flea, Uh-huh Next to come in was a broken black flea Danced a jig with the bumbley bee, Uh-huh Next to come in was Mrs. Cow, Uh-huh Next to come in was Mrs. Cow, Uh-huh Next to come in was Mrs. Cow She tried to dance but she didnt know how, Uh-huh Next to come in was a little black tick, Uh-huh Next to come in was a little black tick, Uh-huh Next to come in was a little black tick She ate so much she made us sick, Uh-huh Next to come in was a big black snake, Uh-huh Next to come in was a big black snake, Uh-huh Next to come in was a big black snake Ate up all of the wedding cake, Uh-huh Next to come in was the old gray cat, Uh-huh Next to come in was the old gray cat, Uh-huh Next to come in was the old gray cat Swallowed the mouse and ate up the rat, Uh-huh Mr. Frog went a-hoppin up over the brook, Uh-huh Mr. Frog went a-hoppin up over the brook, Uh-huh Mr. Frog went a-hoppin up over the brook A lily-white duck come and swallowed him up, Uh-huh A little piece of cornbread layin on a shelf, Uh-huh A little piece of cornbread layin on a shelf, Uh-huh A little piece of cornbread layin on a shelf If you want anymore, you can sing it yourself, Uh-huh

We carried you in our arms on Independence Day And now youd throw us all aside and put us on our way Oh, what dear daughter neath the sun would treat a father so To wait upon him hand and foot, yet always answer no? Tears of rage, tears of grief Why am I always the one who must be the thief? Come to me now, you know were so alone And life is brief It was all pointed out the way to go and scratched your name in sand Though you just thought that it was nothing more than a place for you to stand Now I want you to know that while you were watched, discovered that there was no one true That I myself really thought It was just a childish thing to do Tears of rage, tears of grief Why am I always the one who must be the thief? Come to me now, you know were so alone And life is brief It was all very, very painless when you ran out to receive All that false instruction which we never could believe And now the heart is filled with gold as if it was a purse Oh, but what kind of love is this which goes from bad to worse? Tears of rage, tears of grief Why am I always the one who must be the thief? Come to me now, you know were so alone And life is brief

He loves your sexy body, he loves your dirty mind He loves when you hold him, grab him from behind Oh baby, youre such a pretty thing I cant wait to introduce you to the other members of my gang You dont need no wax job, youre smooth enough for me If you need your oil changed, Ill do it for you free Oh baby, the pleasure would be all mine If you let me drive your pickup truck and park it where the sun dont shine Every time he touches you, his hair stands up on end His legs begin to quiver and his mind begins to bend Oh baby, youre such a tasty treat But Im under doctors orders, Im afraid to overeat He love your sense of humor, disposition too Theres absolutely nothing that he dont love about you Oh baby, Im on my hands and knees Life would be so simple if I only had you to please Oh baby, turn around and say goodbye You go to the airport now and Im going home and cry electric dumplings red bell peppers fuel injection service charge five-speed gearbox long endurance quest for junk food big refrigerator trembling wilbury marble earrings porky curtains power steering bottled water parts and service Dirty world, a dirty world, its a -ing dirty world

Oh all the money that in my whole life I did spend Be it mine right or wrongfully I let it slip gladly to my friends To tie up the time most forcefully But the bottles are done We’ve killed each one And the table’s full and overflowed And the corner sign Says it’s closin time So I’ll bid farewell and be down the road Oh every girl that ever I’ve touched I did not do it harmfully And every girl that ever I’ve hurt I did not do it knowingly But to remain as friends You need the time to make amends And stay behind And since my feet are now fast And point away from the past I’ll bid farewell and be down the line Oh every foe that ever I faced The cause was there before we came And every cause that ever I fought I fought it full without regret or shame But the dark does die As the curtain is drawn and somebody’s eyes Must meet the dawn And if I see the day I’d only have to stay So I’ll bid farewell in the night and be gone Oh, every thought that’s strung a knot in my mind I might go insane if it couldn’t be sprung But it’s not to stand naked under unknowin eyes It’s for myself and my friends my stories are sung But the time ain’t tall, if on time you depend And no word is possessed by no special friend And though the line is cut It ain’t quite the end I’ll just bid farewell til we meet again Oh a false clock tries to tick out my time To disgrace, distract, and bother me And the dirt of gossip blows into my face And the dust of rumors covers me But if the arrow is straight And the point is slick It can pierce through dust no matter how thick So I’ll make my stand And remain as I am And bid farewell and not give a damn

I once held her In my arms She said she would Always stay But I was cruel I treated her like a fool I threw it all away Once I had mountains In the palm of my hand And rivers that ran through Every day But I must have been mad I never knew what I had Until I threw it all away Love is all there is It makes the world go ’round Love and only love It can’t be denied No matter what you think about it You just won’t be able to do without it Take a tip from one who’s tried So if you find someone Who gives you all of her love Take it to your heart, don’t let it stray For one thing for certain You will surely be a-hurtin If you throw it all away If you throw it all away

As I went out one morning To breathe the air around Tom Paine’s I spied the fairest damsel That ever did walk in chains I offered her my hand She took me by the arm I knew that very instant She meant to do me harm “Depart from me this moment” I told her with my voice Said she, “But I don’t wish to” Said I, “But you have no choice” “I beg you, sir,” she pleaded From the corners of her mouth “I will secretly accept you And together we’ll fly south” Just then Tom Paine, himself Came running from across the field Shouting at this lovely girl And commanding her to yield And as she was letting go her grip Up Tom Paine did run “I’m sorry, sir,” he said to me “I’m sorry for what she’s done”

Señor, señor Can you tell me where were headin Lincoln County Road or Armageddon Seems like I been down this way before Is there any truth in that, señor Señor, señor Do you know where shes hidin How long are we gonna be riding How long must I keep my eyes glued to the door Will there be any comfort there, señor Theres a wicked wind still blowing on that upper deck And theres an iron cross still hanging from around her neck Theres a marching band still playing in that vacant lot Wheres she held me in her arms one time and said Forget me not Señor, señor I can see that painted wagon Smell the tail of the dragon I cant stand the suspense here anymore Can you tell me who to contact here, señor Well, the last thing I remember before I stripped and kneeled Was that trainload of fools bogged down in a magnetic field And a gypsy with a broken flag and flashing ring Said Son, this aint a dream no more, its the real thing Señor, señor You know their hearts are hard as leather Give me a minute, let me get it together I just gotta pick myself up off the floor Im ready when you are, señor Señor, señor Lets overturn these tables And disconnect these cables This place dont make sense to me no more Can you tell me what were waiting for, señor

Sometimes I feel so low-down and disgusted Cant help but wonder whats happening to my companions Are they lost or are they found? Have they counted the cost itll take to bring down All their earthly principles theyre going to have to abandon? Theres a slow, slow train coming up around the bend I had a woman Down in Alabama She was a backwoods girl, but she sure was realistic She said, Boy, without a doubt Have to quit your mess and straighten out You could die down here, be just another accident statistic And theres a slow, slow train coming up around the bend All that foreign oil Controlling American soil Look around you, its just bound to make you embarrassed Sheiks walking around like kings Wearing fancy jewels and nose rings Deciding Americas future from Amsterdam and Paris And theres a slow, slow train coming up around the bend Mans ego is inflated His laws are outdated, They dont apply no more, you cant rely no more to be standing around waiting In the home of the brave Jefferson turning over in his grave Fools glorifying themselves, trying to manipulate Satan And theres a slow, slow train coming up around the bend Big-time negotiators False healers and woman-haters Masters of the bluff and masters of the proposition But the enemy I see Wears a cloak of decency All non-believers and men-stealers talking in the name of religion And theres a slow, slow train coming up around the bend People starving and thirsting Grain elevators are bursting Oh, you know it costs more to store the food than it do to give it They say, Lose your inhibitions Follow your own ambitions They talk about a life of brotherly love; show me someone who knows how to live it Theres a slow, slow train coming up around the bend Well, my baby went to Illinois With some bad-talking boy she could destroy A real suicide case, but there was nothing I could do to stop it I dont care about economy I dont care about astronomy But it sure does bother me to see my loved ones turning into puppets And theres a slow, slow train coming up around the bend

Up on the white veranda She wears a necktie and a Panama hat Her passport shows a face From another time and place She looks nothing like that And all the remnants of her recent past Are scattered in the wild wind She walks across the marble floor Where a voice from the gambling room is calling her to come on in She smiles, walks the other way As the last ship sails and the moon fades away From Black Diamond Bay As the morning light breaks open, the Greek comes down And he asks for a rope and a pen that will write “Pardon, monsieur,” the desk clerk says Carefully removes his fez “Am I hearing you right?” And as the yellow fog is lifting The Greek is quickly heading for the second floor She passes him on the spiral staircase Thinking he’s the Soviet Ambassador She starts to speak, but he walks away As the storm clouds rise and the palm branches sway On Black Diamond Bay A soldier sits beneath the fan Doing business with a tiny man who sells him a ring Lightning strikes, the lights blow out The desk clerk wakes and begins to shout “Can you see anything?” Then the Greek appears on the second floor In his bare feet with a rope around his neck While a loser in the gambling room lights up a candle Says, “Open up another deck” But the dealer says, “Attendez-vous, s’il vous plait” As the rain beats down and the cranes fly away From Black Diamond Bay The desk clerk heard the woman laugh As he looked around the aftermath and the soldier got tough He tried to grab the woman’s hand Said, “Here’s a ring, it cost a grand” She said, “That aint enough” Then she ran upstairs to pack her bags While a horse-drawn taxi waited at the curb She passed the door that the Greek had locked Where a handwritten sign read, “Do Not Disturb” She knocked upon it anyway As the sun went down and the music did play On Black Diamond Bay “I’ve got to talk to someone quick!” But the Greek said, “Go away,” and he kicked the chair to the floor He hung there from the chandelier She cried, “Help, there’s danger near Please open up the door!” Then the volcano erupted And the lava flowed down from the mountain high above The soldier and the tiny man were crouched in the corner Thinking of forbidden love But the desk clerk said, “It happens every day” As the stars fell down and the fields burned away On Black Diamond Bay As the island slowly sank The loser finally broke the bank in the gambling room The dealer said, “It’s too late now You can take your money, but I don’t know how You’ll spend it in the tomb” The tiny man bit the soldier’s ear As the floor caved in and the boiler in the basement blew While she’s out on the balcony, where a stranger tells her “My darling, je vous aime beaucoup” She sheds a tear and then begins to pray As the fire burns on and the smoke drifts away From Black Diamond Bay I was sitting home alone one night in L.A Watching old Cronkite on the seven o’clock news It seems there was an earthquake that Left nothing but a Panama hat And a pair of old Greek shoes Didn’t seem like much was happening So I turned it off and went to grab another beer Seems like every time you turn around There’s another hard-luck story that you’re going to hear And there’s really nothing anyone can say And I never did plan to go anyway To Black Diamond Bay

Well, the neighborhood bully, he’s just one man His enemies say he’s on their land They got him outnumbered about a million to one He got no place to escape to, no place to run He’s the neighborhood bully The neighborhood bully just lives to survive He’s criticized and condemned for being alive He’s not supposed to fight back, he’s supposed to have thick skin He’s supposed to lay down and die when his door is kicked in He’s the neighborhood bully The neighborhood bully been driven out of every land He’s wandered the earth an exiled man Seen his family scattered, his people hounded and torn He’s always on trial for just being born He’s the neighborhood bully Well, he knocked out a lynch mob, he was criticized Old women condemned him, said he should apologize Then he destroyed a bomb factory, nobody was glad The bombs were meant for him. He was supposed to feel bad He’s the neighborhood bully Well, the chances are against it and the odds are slim That he’ll live by the rules that the world makes for him Because there’s a noose at his neck and a gun at his back And a license to kill him is given out to every maniac He’s the neighborhood bully He got no allies to really speak of What he gets he must pay for, he don’t get it out of love He buys obsolete weapons and he won’t be denied But no one sends flesh and blood to fight by his side He’s the neighborhood bully Well, he’s surrounded by pacifists who all want peace They pray for it nightly that the bloodshed must cease Now, they wouldn’t hurt a fly. To hurt one they would weep They lay and they wait for this bully to fall asleep He’s the neighborhood bully Every empire that’s enslaved him is gone Egypt and Rome, even the great Babylon He’s made a garden of paradise in the desert sand In bed with nobody, under no one’s command He’s the neighborhood bully Now his holiest books have been trampled upon No contract he signed was worth what it was written on He took the crumbs of the world and he turned it into wealth Took sickness and disease and he turned it into health He’s the neighborhood bully What’s anybody indebted to him for? Nothing, they say. He just likes to cause war Pride and prejudice and superstition indeed They wait for this bully like a dog waits to feed He’s the neighborhood bully What has he done to wear so many scars? Does he change the course of rivers? Does he pollute the moon and stars? Neighborhood bully, standing on the hill Running out the clock, time standing still Neighborhood bully

Om idag inte var en ändlös landsväg Om inatt inte var en krokig stig Om imorgon inte kändes så oändlig Då är ensamhet ett ord som inte finns Men bara om min älskade väntar Om jag hör hennes hjärta sakta slå Bara om hon låg här tätt intill mig Kan jag bli den jag var igår Jag kan inte se min spegelbild i vattnet Jag kan inte sjunga sorglösa ord Jag hör inte mitt eko slå mot gatan Kan inte minnas vem jag var igår Men bara om min älskade väntar Om jag hör hennes hjärta sakta slå Bara om hon låg här tätt intill mig Kan jag bli den jag var igår Det finns skönhet i flodens silversånger Det finns skönhet i gryningssolens sken Men då ser jag i min älskades ögon En skönhet större än allting som jag vet Men bara om jag vet att hon väntar Om jag hör hennes hjärta sakta slå Bara om hon låg här tätt intill mig Kan jag bli den jag var igår Men bara om jag vet att hon väntar Om jag hör hennes hjärta sakta slå Bara om hon låg här tätt intill mig Kan jag bli den jag var igår