Thought you were a pioneer making your own trail. But baby we're all nothing more than writing out figure eights. . I just love the way that we never feel the same.
Morning. Came to the windows in the street. Selling red watermelon, 5 cents a piece.. . Merry boat on the river. Freedom. Fresh drams to deliver. Freedom.
Cocaine and quiet beers, sweet candy and caramels.. Pass the time and dry the tears on a street called buy and sell.. . Life turns like the endless sea. Death tolls like a vesper bell..
The old people of the earth. Tell stories. An old woman. Of the old ways. She said. "I recall my joy. In better days". . the young warriors. Of the open rainbow.
Invitations to my party. Send Jones an inviting card. He got his mean streak from the gutter. Got his kindness from God. . Now tugboats paint the river.
You ole fire, I'm mad with desire,. You're my favorite one.. You got me cooking with the fever,. got me running for the sun.. Uh-huh, running for the sun,.
Been on a train. And did you hear the whistle blow?. Been on a train north. Baby did you hear the whistle blow?. I saw a man take a needleful of hard drug.
Billy's blue. With his head hangin' to. His shoes. Right the wrong. Or play a song. To ease billy's blues. Billy's down. He was born he was bound. To lose.
Cold jade wind. Not an angel in the sky. Just cold jade restless wind. Something's coming along. To devastate my soul.. . I pricked my fingers. On the thorns.
They say for every boy there's a girl and she's waitin' somewhere in this world. It's all been planned to someone up above and I know it's written in the book of love.
Bottles and boxes and ten miles a day he walks slowly making his rounds. Picking up bottles and boxes and papers and anything else we'd throw down. He's hump-backed and wrinkled but unlike Van Winkel he doesn't sleep his life away.
They say there he sits in his big white wicker rocker. Eatin' candy coated cashews sippin' orange lemonade. While a sweet young thing fans the flies from off his eyebrows.
How many roads must a man walk down. Before you call him a man?. Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail. Before she sleeps in the sand?. Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly.
(I sit here and look at you, lonely room it's sad for lovers change their ways. Just like me you miss the love we once knew she's left me in the world of blue.
I had a bird he flew away. And I guess he's gone to stay. But I see him winging on his way. My flyaway bird named Yesterday. . He's over the place of my birth.
She was young and she was pretty a victim of a rich man's whim. When she met a wealthy gentleman Big Ben Colson and she had a child by him. Well he promised her a wedding that would give their child a name.
Hoddy Holly was a cajun in the town that I was raised in. She was something most amazin' to my inexperienced eyes. But the fact was clearly stated she and Big Dupree was mated.
I drive all day at hauling freight until I get my fill. And after five I'm always found at Dottie's Bar and Grill. I talked with all the local crowd a couple hours more.
[ Bobby ]. I guess I'd better try again to straighten up my tie again before I leave. [ Skeeter ]. The party's over the laughter's died there's no one in this room but you and me.
Open the gates up hey screw did you miss me Jimmy I see that you found a new friend. Warden come down here and kiss me hello cause I'm back home in Huntsville again.