Carroll County's pointed out as kinda square. The biggest thing that happens is a county fair. I guess that's why it seemes like such a big event. What we all call the Carroll County accident.
Candy kisses wrapped in paper mean more to you than any of mine. Candy kisses wrapped in paper you'd rather have them any old time. You don't mean it when you whisper those sweet love words in my ear.
You said you love me and me alone and that you'd always be mine my own. But someone new came and you did not kept to remember so you forgot. Oh careless darlin' how carelessly you broke the vow that you made to me.
She went away and left me. . Oh She never said a word. And even if she would have told me. I probably never would have heard. Well she once said no other woman honey.
Your life laid down, crucified.. Your arms stretched out and open wide.. To rescue me so I can be a child of God.. . From nail pierced hands and thorn pierced brow.
Morning found me lyin' on a floor in New Orleans,. Looking like the patches was about to eat my jeans.. . Feeling like my belly was a warehouse for the blues.
Crazy Mary from Londonderry. Lives next door to the cemetery. How many lovers have you buried. We would shout running scared. Along the green and golden paths.
By J. Bolotin. HE CARRIES HIS IDEAS. AND HIS BOOKS BOUND IN LEATHER. AND A CHANGE OF CLOTHING. AND A PICTURE OF ANNA WHEN SHE WAS YOUNGER. LEST HE FORGET HER..
They judge a boy by his friends. And all a mine are trash. They say you find your own level. Well, I'm a snake in the grass. . But I can't help the things I do.
Call me the breeze. I keep blowin' down the road. Well now they call me the breeze. I keep blowin' down the road. I ain't got me nobody. I don't carry me no load.
Here I sit, a nobody with no one. Bein' me ain't really all that fun. Leavin' her wasn't very smart. Admittin' I was wrong would be so hard. . If it was cool to be a fool.
I was sittin' in a chair at the H and R Block. Some bean countin' pencil pusher runnin' up the clock. Said, "I've tallied up your numbers through the end of the year.
Leavin' this town got the ticket in my hand,. Greyhound gonna haul me to the promised land.. Can't shake this restless in my bones,. Mama don't fret I won't be alone..
In all the pictures that I've seen. Of how angels are supposed to be. There's an aura, a kind of emanating light. Suggesting perfection that may very well be true.
Christine made a little doll and it glowed in the dark.. And it cried out her name, Christine.. Christine lived in a wooden house. Where she made that little doll that glowed in the dark.
I heard the front door closing softly. As I awakened from my sleep. With the last touch of her kips, Lord. Like a whisper on my cheek. . And I cursed the sun for risin'.
Coutin' the hours countin' the days till I'll be back in your arms to stay. I left Lake Charleston on 72 and I drove the Highway 10. Took a ride at a second light and I turn back right again.
(William S. Pitts). . Come, come, come, come.. . Come to the church in the Wildwood. Oh, come to the church in the vale. No spot is so dear to my childhood.
It's cold as a well in Cincinnati jail. I ain't got nobody I ain't got nobody. Shouldn't have drunk that wine. It messed up my country mind. But I didn't know that pretty gal wasn't free.
I hearsay your new romance has faded. Just the way ours did sometime ago. I've lost count of all the times I've waited. For you to tell me that you've missed me so.