I Wish I Was In Dixie

Georgia

Boom Boom

Smoke And Mirrors

You confessed one day to have been a snake and deceiver. But when your moment came, to shed that skin. You just slithered away. You just slithered away.

The Riverbend

Soundtracks

You're A Better Man Than I

(B. Hugg / M. Hugg). Can you judge a man,. By the way he wears his hair?. Can you read his mind,. By the clothes that he wears?. Can you see a bad man,.

Without You

I don't want to be without you,. And I hope you feel the same too,. 'Cause, baby, if you care,. Enough for me we'll share,. . A lifetime,. Oh baby, be mine..

You Can't Judge A Book By Looking At The Cover (live)

You can't judge an apple by looking at the tree,. You can't judge honey by looking at the bee,. You can't judge a daughter by looking at the mother,. You can't judge a book by looking at the cover..

White Summer

Who Do You Love

I walk 47 miles of barbed wire,. I use a cobra-snake for a necktie,. I got a brand new house by the roadside,. Made outta rattlesnake hide.. . I got a brand new chimney made on top,.

What Do You Want

I want somebody here to tell me why,. There's always smoke up in the sky.. Please don't make me want to cry,. Detail has not been seen.. Summer trees should all be green,.

Turn Into Earth

How your restless hungry eyes. Speak of cloudy summer skies. The morning dew, turns into rain. Lonely winds will call my name. . Dying leaves of seasons brown.

Turn Turn Turn

How your restless hungry eyes. Speak of cloudy summer skies. The morning dew, turns into rain. Lonely winds will call my name. . Dying leaves of seasons brown.

Train Kept A-rolling

I caught the train, I met a dame,. She was a hipster, well and a real cool dame,. (She was handsome,). She was pretty, from New York City,. Well and we trucked on down in that old Fairlane,.

Too Much Monkey Business

Runnin' to-and-fro, hard workin' in the mill.. Never fail in the mail, yeah, come a rotten bill.. Too much monkey business,. Too much monkey business,.

Train Kept A Rollin'

Aboard a train. I met a dame. She was a hipster. Man a real gone dame. She wasn't pretty. For New York City. As we strut down on that ol' fairlane. With a heave and a ho.

Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Sailor

Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor. Rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief. Doctor, baker, fine shoe-maker. Wise man, madman, taxman, please. . How can I know just what to be?.

Together Now

Tell me the time,. Dandelion clock say quarter to nine.. The garden awakes,. A passing bee says that everything's fine.. . [Chorus:]. Eyes wide,. Deep inside,.

Think About It

When will the clouds all roll away?. When will the good people have their say?. I hope you're still round to see the day.. . [Chorus: x2]. Take a while,.