I been gone too long. Too long gone, too long. I been travelin' hard. I just can't get back home. Oh, it's hard to believe. I done all that much wrong.
Goin' down to Memphis and maybe get my ashes hauled. I can drive me a car man but I don't need no car at all. I believe I'll ride that Memphis cannon ball.
It was the year of 1900 that was 80 years ago. Death come'd a howling on the ocean and when death calls you've got to go. Galveston had a sea wall just to keep the water down.
What a beautiful thought I am thinking. Concerning the great speckled bird. Remember her name is recorded. On the pages of pure shining gold. . All the other birds flock around her.
von Freiheit träumt jeder Mann. doch frei heißt auch alleinsein. . und ist das Bett zu lange leer. dann bedeutet Freiheit nichts mehr.. Ich such mir dann.
There's a man, I want to know again. Get him to grow and then I'm gonna throw him back to you. I knew that man, he fell out of the sky. Swore that love would never die.
VERSE. Were you restless. Do you ever sleep at all. I heard you pacin all night up and down the hall. You kept me tossin and turnin. Prayin youd lay down and go to sleep.
I woke up so sad and hungover. Another wasted night on the sunset strip. You know that these lights don't mean nothing. Except all of the water I should have sipped.
Bobby wears his cap and a baseball jersery. That carries the name of his favorite star. He's waiting at the curb Daddy better hurry. It's quarter to 12 and the games about start.
Met her at the Mercado. She was buying avacados. Man... she really turned me on. . She reached for my pepper. I grabbed her tomatoes. And I knew, it wouldn't be very long.
He was a panhandle prince. Schoolboy football king. I told him "Hi" in the halls. 'Cause he could run them balls. . But it was rumored down deep he was mean.
Hey I don't need no chicken shit. Business man tellin' me what to do. Even if you ain't got no business. Same thing goes for you. . I don't need no sweet faced woman.
In this world today where we're living. Some folks say the worst of us they can. But when we are dead and in our caskets. They always slip some lilies in our hands.
Yeah, she tried to live on the inside. And get a house and make a home. And she tried to give and be satisfied. Livin' close to the bone. . But as time, it passed by.
Well, I was caught up with myself. On the highway at night. Drivin' like a bat outta hell. When I beheld an amazing sight. . It was a lonely apparition.
During the time of the Second World War. A small town in Italy, death came aboard. Train number 8017, it wasn't strafing of bombing. Clandestine de-railings, it was just some bad coal.
We've been here before. I know it's getting late. But we can't walk away. . We walk around this room. So angry and upset. There ain't no giving in. . Tell me what you feel.
HE HAD THE LOOKS HE HAD THE CHARM HE HAD THE MONEY. AND HE COULD COOK HE HAD A FARM AND HE WAS FUNNY. IT'S BEEN TWO YEARS THINK I'VE FINALLY FOUND THE ONE.
Well i'm the daughter of a truckie and since i was five years old. I've been riding with my old man, I was rasied out on the road. And I've seen every loney roadhouse for the Top End to the Bight.
There's a wall around the soft spot in my soul.. Where I don't let to many people go.. In fact the only only ones who's ever broken through. Are god and you.