Why should the fire die?. My mom and dad kept theirs alive. It's early yet, don't say goodnight. I know in time you'll be all right. . You're shining still behind the clouds.
Time has told me. You're a rare, rare find. A troubled cure. For a troubled mind. . And time has told me. Not to ask for more. For someday our ocean. Will find its shore.
If I could wait here for you. Without hope or knowing what to do. Watch the light fade away. Without fear or knowing what to say. Cry the tears from my eyes.
Yeah, my baby left me this morning. And I don't care now. I don't care what the people say. . Yeah, my baby left me this morning. And I don't care now.
Three hours from sundown, Jeremy flies. Hoping to keep the sun from his eyes. East from the city and down to the cave. In search of a master in search of a slave.
You got to leave me now, you got to go alone. You got to chase a dream, one that's all your own. Before it slips away. When you're flyin' high, take my heart along.
It was a miracle I even got outta Longwood alive. This town full of men with big mouths and no guts. I mean, if you can just picture it. The whole third floor of the hotel gutted by the blast.
Please beware of them that stare. They'll only smile to see you while. Your time away. And once you've seen what they have been. To win the earth just won't seem worth.
You know I rowed a little boat,. five miles 'cross the pond. You know I rowed a little boat,. 'bout five miles 'cross the pond. I throwed my things in the little boat,.
Where can a sick man go. When he can't choke down the medicine the old doc knows. A specialist came to town. But he stays at home. Saying no one knows so I don't.
If today was not an endless highway. If tonight was not a crooked trail. If tomorrow wasn't such a long time. Then lonesome would mean nothing to me at all.
John Lee Hooker - Vocal, Acoustic Guitar (Orpheum Music, 1959). . A traditional song similar to My Little Boat Is Empty. Nick's song is also available..
Who can know. The thoughts of Mary Jane. Why she flies. Or goes out in the rain. . Where she's been. And who she's seen. In her journey to the stars. .
One day you'll see her and you'll know what I mean. Take her or leave her she will still be the same. She'll not try to buy you with her time. But nothing's the same, as you will see when she's gone.
I put a spell on you, 'cause you're mine. You'd better stop those things that you're doin'. Oh, honey, I ain't lyin', no. . Wow, you better quit it, your messin' around.
Despair and deception. Love's ugly little twins. Came a-knocking on my door. I let them in. Darling, you're the punishment. For all of my former sins.
I am a lighthouse, worn by the weather and the waves.. I keep my lamp lit, to warn the sailors on their way.. . I'll tell a story, paint you a picture from my past..
Credits: Newberry / Newberry. . I woke up this morning with the sun out shining in. I found my mind in a brown paper bag but then. I tripped on a cloud and fell eight miles high.
It's summertime. And the living is easy. Fish are jumping. And the cotton is high. Your daddy is rich. And your mommy's good looking. So hush pretty baby, don't you cry.