Now all of us knew Old Crow as the patron drinker's curse.. He paced along the barstools, beggin' quarters for his thirst.. Nobody knew where he came from,.
( written by Neil Young ). . The world is turning, I hope it don't turn away. The world is turning, I hope it don't turn away. All my pictures are falling.
Behind the bric and brac. There will be no lookin' back. And between Hell and hello. There will be no lettin' go, no there won't. . And you can't be serious.
Lead you over to the water,. Said "Hold it down until it does not breathe.". Tried drowning it on dry land for too long,. But it was not supposed to be..
If the wild-bird could speak. He'd tell of places you have been. He's been in my dreams. And he knows all the ways of the winds. . Polly, come home again.
How can you tell me how much you miss me. When the last time I saw you, you wouldn't even kiss me. That rich guy you've been seein'. Must have put you down.
When you burn your kingdom. Through the ashes I will come. I know it makes no difference. But I can't leave ya to your fun. Usin' up your torch song gifts.
Promise me my soul to keep.. And promise me you'll never sleep.. And promise me that when it's over,. We will drink the whole world sober.. . Promise me that lines get drawn..
Gathered by the riverside. The current pulls one hundred years. Each way. . Savin' souls and singin' songs. They beg and smile, but. Murder just the same.
Highwater is everywhere, highwater is telling me to go. There's poison in the course it runs, there's ashes from the factory on the hill. . Watch it all fall down.
The sky is always heavy here,. And the mules they roam in packs.. And the skulls we dragged from waterholes,. By the woodshed in a stack.. . And fear don't ever come out alone..
How many times have you heard someone say. "If I had his money, I could do things my way?". Little they know that it's so hard to find. One rich man in ten with a satisfied mind..
Howling like a banshee in the middle of the night. Don't you know it's me at your back door. I'm wounded and scared with no place to go. Won't you give me home for the night.
( written by Jagger/Richards ). . Saw you stretched out in Room Ten O Nine. With a smile on your face and a tear right in your eye.. Couldn't see to get a line on you, my sweet honey love..
Well it should have been the first place. But instead it was the last. It was a place that only you could love. . All the gin was spiked with water. From a fever or a storm.
Said this was our town. The joke it was on us. We were just passin through'. On the way to givin' up. Joked this was our town. That someday we'd be thrilled.
I'm up to my neck. In the mud of Inauguration day. . They say it's one in fifty years. That storm, that blew my dog away. . And they say the road has been washed out.
Jack Candy was as old as my father. But still I took a likin' to him. He said: "You will be somebody's treasure,. But no one has discovered you yet.".
Fair young maiden. All in the garden. Strange young man. Passed her by. Said: "Fair maid. Will you marry me?". This, then, sir,. Was her reply. "Oh no, kind sir.
Dressed in jealous clothes. She drove to the black hole. Out past to where the roads turn into sand. No crmies worth a dime. 'Less you look it in the eye.