I'm sometimes whole. But still don't know. If you're my other. There's always hope. I'll style your home. And love your brother. . Time's moved on. I'm feeling strong.
Carl Perkins for the rock n roll. Dr. John for the jockamo. Little Richard for a Saturday night. James Brown if you're feelin outtasight. Willie Nelson if you're feelin low.
She is a little explosion of hope. Never turns the lights down low. She can go there if you wanna though. There are no markings on her country roads. No signs that show the way back home.
Well I've turned it up. Can you hear me now?. We can heed beyond the plans allowed. . Get fired up. And in the town. We need to make a greater sound. .
Sorry 'bout the way that I was last night. There was something 'bout the crowd and the neon light. When I saw you holding up the station wall. Smiling 'bout as pretty as a porcelain doll.
Coco, what do you know?. Do you know that the hills are covered in snow?. Where does it come from and where does it go?. Tell me, do you know, Coco?. Coco, what do you know?.
Let me carry your burden. something is not right I will let you know. Like the paint that's drying on a heart that's .... Let me carry your burden. . Get you back on the high when you're feeling low.
I set my sails. And betrothed, the wind will guide me. To draw upon the North East shore. Of the emerald island. County Down. . Where Bangor town. Is now and forever calling.
I still have hope. Though it failed me so. And now I'm weak where I once was strong. Time's moved on. All that was is gone. My stronghold is. I live to long.
[Verse 1]. Hey mama, when you leave. Don't leave a thing behind. I don't want nothin'. I can't use nothin'. Take care into the hall. And if you see my friends.
[Verse 1]. Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?. And where have you been, my darling young one?. I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains.
Chasing down a wild fire. Are you trying to make a cold liar out of me?. You want to get high?. You overcome those desires, before you come to me. . I think your mama's kinda sad.
They put my hands in water. Told me I'm a god. I might be someone's daughter. Might be somewhat odd. . But I was wild once. And I can't forget it. I was wild, chasing stones.
I know she stayed in town last night. Didn't get in touch. I know she has my number right. She can't face seeing us. . She sings in the valley in the morning.
Oh, my hopeless wanderer. You can't come in. You don't live here anymore. Oh, some creepy conjurer. Who touched the rim. Whose hands are in the door. .
She sings along to sailor's song. In a dress that she made. When she's gone I sing along. But it doesn't sound the same. . Oh Nouel, you sing so well.
It feels like a long time since I was free. It feels like the right time to take that seriously. It feels like the trees are a peculiar green. It feels like the air is hung heavily.
I won't forget the late September. Where we danced among the midnight embers. But it's going like a half-remembered dream. . Left and north of where we met.
I'd like to say that I could've stayed. But she didn't want me to. I'd like to know if she had to go. Or if she made a point to. . It's so hard to say.
You see my oldest friend. Tell her that I'm gone again. You take my old guitar. One that I once said was ours. Don't be blue. . You hum that old tune.