Sit there with a blank expression. Say you can't go on anymore. It's not like me to come out and help you. Maybe I've been down this road before. . Been living in the shadows, now you come out slow.
Do you ever find yourself living in the past. The life that you lived it was not meant to last. Playing cut throat with an ace up your sleeve. The walls are closing in and you can't leave.
There was a little girl, picked up a doll, oh so white as snow. Said, "This is me as I really am". Same little girl, picked up a doll, looked just like her.
I come from down in the valley. Where mister when you're young. They bring you up to do like your daddy done. Me and Mary we met in high school. When she was just seventeen.
It's our daily routine work. To sail the ship on open surf. Waking up for daily chores. Swab the deck and man the oars. Always try to keep it neat. Our cabins whole and place of sleep.
I think maybe I knew her in school. In my memory's faded view. I remember years ago. Her name I barely knew. . Years later I saw her in town. Knocking on my window talking loud.
High stung tension an American Night. Can't find a friend and it don't seem right. Want to rip through every face I see. Cause I'm standing here and they don't see me.
I'm on a long sojourn. I'm sitting here shedding my skin. Don't know about inside, ugly on the outside. They're all messing with me for the shape I'm in.
On a rattlesnake speedway in the Utah desert. I pick up my money and head back into town. Driving cross the Waynesboro county line. I got the radio on and I'm just killing time.
I can't get what I want. Stood up shot down and it's all happening again. Guess I gotta learn everything the hard way. I'll get right back up and do it all over again.
Well he came to town with a strong pull. Would flash his moves for the worshipful. The shoulder moves from side to side. Go over your head and dot your eyes.
21 years of living under the hammer. But there's still a chance for me. Take my pride and traditions and country. But i won't let them choose for me. No i won't stay in this ditch they've dug for me.
I was living on the edge of a knife. I was my biggest threat to my life. I can't believe it when I look back now. Always seemed to make it through somehow.
There were tambourines and moans and wails. Wrappin' the snake on the healing trail. But a child passed, it was the devil and the snake. And the devil prevailed.
Well, I had the carburetor, baby, cleaned and checked. With her line blown out she's hummin' like a turbojet. Propped her up in the backyard on concrete blocks.
Well a great black river a man had found. So he put all his money in a hole in the ground. And sent a big steel arm drivin' down down down. Man now I live on the streets of Houston town.
Spent the night over at a friend's place. Sunday morning came, he was in my face. Said I want to take you to a place. Put you in a state of grace. Drove way out to a cinderblock house.
Spread out now Rosie, doctor come cut loose her mama's reins. You know playin' blind man's bluff is a little baby's game. You pick up little dynamite, I'll pick up little gun.
You're saying I've got, got a lot, a lot of nerve. To say that we could, we could be friends. YOu're thinking I'm just another one telling lies. You don't want to be fooled, fooled again.