August saw a contest fit for Kings. from far and wide they came to trade their swings. Little grubs with stone-age clubs and tanners' sons. with foxes' gloves.
Now I don't know how sonny liston died. Maybe he killed himself, maybe he even tried. Or maybe the boys weren't satisfied. I don't know, I'm sorry I just don't know.
[From the album Private Parts & Pieces VIII: New England]. Pretty baby, in your cradle, smiling sickly,. Hushed and still. Mama loves you, oh how she loves you.
Phil ochs checked into the chelsea hotel,. There was blood on his clothes and they were dirty.. I could see by his face he was not feeling well,. He'd been to one too many parties..
Well I guess it would be nice if I could touch your body. I know not everybody has gotta body like me. But I gotta think twice before I give my heart away.
You couldn't run, you couldn't hide, they had their spies out on your track. You had some fun, you took a ride, you tried to fit into the pack. But all the time they knew you lied, they knew that you'd be bound to crack.
I'll tell you the story of john henry faulk.. I'll tell you of his trials and the troubled trail he walked,. And I'll tell of the tyrants, the ones you never see:.
The girl in the gallery,. The way she moves her hair,. Footsteps in the Autumn leaves,. Turning and finding no-one there. Traces of you in the morning light.
Billie Sol was a man from the giant Texas land. He put the Chamber of Commerce on a limb. They voted him the best and the government did no less. Until the I.O.U.'s of Texas fell on him.
They saw the flags, it didn't look so bad. they heard the news and how we could not lose. And they sang with the marching band. The sailors' wives with anxious eyes.
[From the CD of Private Parts & Pieces]. Now that you don't know me. Is it gone, forever past?. Now my rock has crumbled. In the stormy winter blast. Now the world is darkening.
This is the ballad of Alferd Packer. An infamous guy to the old west. . In the state of Colorado in the year of seventy-four. They crossed the San Juan Mountains growing hungry to the core.
Oh, you tell me that your last good dollar is gone. And you say that your pockets are bare. And you tell me that your clothes are tattered and torn. And nobody seems to care.
[From the CD of Wise After The Event, also b-side of We're All As We Lie]. Out at night. I saw a squirrel lying in a ditch beneath a great elm tree. Grey and weak.
If you say all the good times are gone. If you say this rain will keep rainin' on. I'll walk along with my head held high. I'll find a song and I'll sing it to the sky.
[From the CD of Sides, also b-side of Um & Arrgh]. There was once a man he met. Who walked in fields of silk and burr, so light. And then the darkness came upon me.
Oh, the bullets of the false revenge have struck us once again. As the angry seas have struck upon the sand. And it seemed as though a friendless world had lost itself a friend.
Yeah, some days won't end ever and some days pass on by. I'll be working here forever, at least until I die. Damned if you do, damned if you don't. I'm supposed to get a raise next week, you know damn well I won't.
It started so good, but good things don't last. I did what I should, but it went by too fast. Now so much time has been thrown away. While all of my rhymes begged me not to stay.
It was a used car dealer's election. And the choice was rather small. The boys agreed, "It's the war we need. So there's no president at all". . Here's to Nixon and Agnew.