Double Trouble

Eleven times I been busted, eleven times I been to jail. Some of the times I been there nobody could go my bail. Well it seems to me, lord that this ol' boy just don't fit.

Down South Jukin'

Well Billy Joe told me, said everything's lookin' fine. He's got the place all secured, got the icebox full of wine. He said hurry on over and don't be late.

Dont Ask Me No Questions

Well everytime that I come home nobody wants to let me be. It seems that all the friends I got just got to come interrogate me. Well, I appreciate your feelings and I don't want to pass you by.

Do It Up Right

Yeah, she's sittin' at the table, lookin' down at her drink. She's always on time, I'm always runnin' late. I was on my way, but I got sidetracked. . Yeah, Gary called me up, said Rickey's in a jam.

Devil In The Bottle'

Well, there's a devil in the bottle, staring straight at me. Daring me to reach out, but I know he's testing me. If I take just one sip, I become that devil's son.

Dixie

New york city is a thousand miles away. And if you ask me, I'll tell you that's ok. Now I'm not trying to put the big apple down. 'Cause they don't need a man like me in town.

Dead Man Walkin'

Outside of Macon off a country road. Justice was forsaken when they let the wrong man go. Johnny Law was shady first one on the scene. They called it murder in the first degree.

Don't Turn Back

Dat Way Dis Way

Don't Let Me Know

I had a feeling. The light was over. I wandered freely. From your memory. Please forgive me. A new beginning. It was wide and empty. Just like you told me.

Dans Ma Prière

Dans La Peau

Deadweight

Verse1. Have we gone, back on ourselves. Can we blame, it on someone else. We're right back where, we began. So start again. Start over.. . 1st Chorus.

Devil In Mind (instrumental)

Dream. Bach And Caffeine

Do What I Want

Diggin' For A Livin'

Day By Day

Day by day. Day by day. Oh Dear Lord. Three things I pray. To see thee more clearly. Love thee more dearly. Follow thee more nearly. Day by day. . Day by day.

Don't Call Me Whitney, Bobby

Bones bones brittle little bones. It's not the milk you seek. It's the sun you need. And the sleek sleek skeleton I hold. Where are the hidden folds. Where's the meat that you eat.

Delicate, Petite & Other Things I'll Never Be

I wanna be more real than all the others. I wanna be more real than all the rest. I wanna be so real, you can see the difference. . All of the places that we never went before.