Hung Upside Down

Look what's happening to me,. I'm going blind, please help.. There I sat until three,. gettin' further behind myself.. Bymyself.. . And I'm hung upside down. (x2).

Hour Of Not Quite Rain

In the hour of not quite rain. When the fog was fingertip high. The moon hung suspended. In a singular sky. . Deeply and beyond seeing. Not wishing to intrude.

Hot Dusty Roads

I don't tell no tales about no hot dusty roads. I'm a city boy and I stay at home. I make no excuses I just don't want to roam. And I don't like being alone.

Here Comes The Judge

[Intro: Ol' Dirty Bastard {Buddha Monk}]. I was drivin' an Accord cart, nominated at awards. Back in the days drivin' an Accord. Run-uhhn-uuhhn-uhhn, nominated at awards.

Holding Up The Sky

When the night has stayed too long. And tears won't keep. When the sun beats down too strong. Our love runs deep. . And our love will hold up the sky.

Help Pour Out The Rain (lacey's Song)

The moment was custom made to order. I was ridin' with my daughter on our way back from Monroe. An' like children do she started playin' twenty questions'.

Hurry Come Running Back To Me

I've done everything I could to make you happy. Yes, I've given everything that I could give. But the best I had to offer couldn't hold you. You just couldn't seem to live the way I live.

Highway Man

I drove a Jimmy Diesel from Mojave. Up to the summit of Cajun. Headed down the hill to San Bernardino. Pushed by twenty tons of silt and stone. . The warning buzzer sounded, I was low on air.

Hello California

[ Don Rich ]. Hello California California here I come. Well here I am on my way back home with my discharge in my hand. It sure is good have might to be back on solid land.

Happy-go-lucky Guitar

Happy Son Of A Gun

[ Don Rich ]. Pick a little cotton put it in the wagon make it to the gin and then. Get yourself some money and take out your honey and do it all over again.

Her

o, sometimes, i don't think i'll ever be. sure: coming back from who-knows-where,. locked-up, downstairs. do you remember. what you were thinking of?.

Halfway Home

My love is sleeping in your doorway. She can't wait until you come. She'll strum the moonbeams. Pace the mind-sky. Kiss you sprawled across her dreams.

Hook & Pole Gang

Home Run Derby Part 2

Home Run Derby Part 1

Home Run Derby - Interlude

Hills Of Eternity

Hills Have Eyes

High Seat With The Devil