studied pictures and he studied ways. and he studied words he couldn't say. spoken riddles, a passing phase. won't you burn a little. how does it taste?.
She's a devil in disguise you can see it in her eyes. She's telling dirty lies she's a devil in disguise in disguise. Now a woman like that all she does is hate you.
all the hours I've been away. all the flowers you wouldn't take. I don't blame you. I can't feel. I wanna take you, but I can't steal. . you're such a waste.
Well there's a little boy, joe is his name. he's nine months old with a tow headed mane. well he's got a lot to say he says it simple and plain. but he speaks his own language he's expecting the say.
see you when your eyes are black. I'm not going back. . can't find the words to say. you disobey, then you piss and moan. if I took it all away. you couldn't say.
I'd rather be in some dark hollow. Where the sun don't never shine. Than to be in some big city. In a small room with you on my mind. . So blow your whistle fright train.
Well, I've got creatures, living in my house y'all. Very messy, yeah they're getting me down. A salamander nibbling at the food on my plate. And his friend Mr. lizard,.
well i had a mini-battle with my baby last night. so i left her for the dance hall to make it all right. i grabbed a mini-bottle at the end of the bar.
Chorus:. Hang my hat on a crescent moon. Way up there in a cosmic saloon. And watch the world go by through. the eyes of a bird up in the sky. On a horse named shooting star.
Your shining lips remind me of a mountain stream. Your cool blue eyes straight from a dream. Your breath smells like cornbread. . Sometimes I think about you in the dead of night.
I've seen the lightning flashin' I've heard the thunder roar. Somewhere on the dark side of town. My baby's with a new love the wind is howlin' on. I should be with her right now.
all the things i've done in time. were justified the day stars aligned. and you came here and filled this space. of an empty place inside my soul. left open by old loves grown cold.
well i said goodbye to mother. and i packed away my old guitar. i gave the rest to my dear brother. and hit the road in his old car. i'll make it home someday.
Gone are the days when the ox fall down. Take up the yoke and plow the fields around. Gone are the days when the ladies said, 'Please. Gentle Jack Jones, won't you come home to me?'.
I was driving down the highway, on a dark and stormy night. A little girl by the roadside showed up in my head lights. I stopped and she got in the car and in a shaky tone.
She's a brick house. She's mighty might just lettin' it all hang out. She's a brick house. She's the one, the only one. Who's built like a Amazon. . She's built, she's got everything.
i stare out my window. i wonder if you know. the sound of the sea. do you ever think of me?. we used to share love. do you ever think of. what happened to me?.
Since were feeling so anaesthetised. In our comfort zone. Reminds me of the second time. That I followed you home. We're running out of alibis. On the second of may.
Birds, they're walking all around. Birds, they're making little sounds. Have you seen any birds today. I will blow those birds away. Birds, birds, birds, birds.
Well I was the youngest of thirteen children. We lived in a little country town. Never had much to eat. The first words I could speak were patch 'em up and hand-me-downs.