Country Is My Rock

One, two, three, four. . Can't you see that ol' weepin' willow tree. Just enough shade for my ice-cold Bud an' me. I just sit here where the breeze is soft.

Come Back To Bed

Baby I don't care that your hair is soakin' wet. Just drop that towel there on the floor. You're lookin' so good all watery skin. You're makin' me want you all over again.

Christmas In Dixie

By now in New York City, there's snow on the ground. And out in California, the sunshine's falling down. And, maybe down in Memphis, Graceland's all in lights.

Cheatin' On My Honky-tonk

I still show up at five. Let everybody know I've arrived. I order up my usual bangles. I don't want no-one to thank. I'm not the guy they've come to learn to like.

Angels Like Her

The sunbeam hit the Jim Beam. And ricocheted off a bottle of Coke. Cut through the still smoulderin'. Second hand night before smoke. . The whisky's half empty, half in me.

A Good Run

It was perfect timin'. Both of us findin' what we needed. Blind love was drivin'. An' we both went divin' off the deep end. . But girl, now, lookin' back.

X-communicated

Reaching for the bible. like a junkie for the needle. Fucked up fundamentally, you're. fucked up. Leaning on your church. like a cripple on a crutch. There's a white devil among us.

Whales

V.o.c.

Vee vie vicky vie vee vie voo vum. I'm a victim I'm a victim. I'm a victim of a victimless crime. VOC victim of chance. Victim of circumstance. Victim of society that.

Try

Truth

I have to come to terms. with the true definition of I. I have to re-evaluate. myself with myself. my own proof of worth. for nobody else. If the Truth be known.

This Land

This Land is your Land. this Land is my Land. from California. to the Boston Harbor. from the Redwood forest. to the Gulf stream waters. this Land was made for you and me.

The Highway

The only real way is the highway. Paid my dues singing the blues. not gonna bitch about. the holes in my shoes. Play all night. work all day. travel around the country because I love to play.

The Garden Of Jane Delawney

The poet's voice lingers on. His words hang in the air. The ground you walk upon. Might as well not be there. Might as well not be there. I'll take you through my dreams.

Too Late

Too late to find the reason. Too late to wonder why. Too soon to forget the question. Too soon to have to decide. . Just why. I'm still thinking about the times and places.

Texas

Yeehaw. Walking across this Texas desert with. the sun beating on his back. Carries a cross. these burning sands. without leaving a single track. Sing a song a six pack.

Silence Is Golden

Oh, don't it hurt deep inside. To see someone do something' to her?. Oh, don't it pain to see someone cry?. Oh, and especially when someone is her.. .

Surf Aids

Sunshine

I will not give up. I will not give in. You can take it all. away from me. I will start again. I will not give up. I will not give in. You can take everything I got but not what I believe in.

Promise Ring

Long ago , I drew a line into the sand , Jumped across and held your hand , Band of gold protect us from the bitter tide , That comes to wash away our words with time.