Bird flew by. And wondered, wondered why. She was wise. And ought to stay up in the sky. . From the air she could wonder. For the reason. What's the point of a year.
Blind Lemon Jefferson is a comin'. Tap tap tappin' with his cane. Blind Lemon Jefferson is a comin'. Tap tap tappin' with his cane. . His last ditch lies down the road of trials.
A crowded room on Beverley. A party for the rent. You were sitting casually. With a few of your fabulous friends. I asked you what your name was. But you just turned and laughed.
Bless his ever loving heart. Only he knows who you are. He may seem so very far. Bless his ever loving heart. . And when you're feeling sad. And everywhere you look.
Well I wake up in the morning. Look at my clock. It's way past noon time. Now I'm late for work.. . Tell me, tell me. What have I done wrong?. Ain't nothing go right with me.
This time it's the truth. this time nothings goinna fall on through. these books. are broken up. Blast off!. Wham! bam!. Right off the shelf. Right off the shelf.
Last night my kisses were banked in black hair. And in my bed, my lover, her hair was midnight black. And all her mystery dwelled within her black hair.
I am the black crow king. I am the black crow king. The Keeper of the nodding corn. . All the hammers are a-talking, all the nails are a-singing. So sweet and low, you can hear it in the valley.
A city freeze, get on your knees. Pray for warmth and green paper. A city drought, you're down and out. See your trousers don't taper. . Saddle up, kick your feet.
Oh, Lawd, Black Betty,. Bam-ba-lamb,. Oh, Lawd, Black Betty,. Bamhalamb,. Black Betty had a baby,. Bambalamb,. Black Betty had a baby,. Bambalamb.. . Oh, Lawd, Black Betty,.
Are you ready? Ready to cry. Are you ready? Ready to cry. This is the saddest story we all know why. So cry cry cry. . Are you ready? Ready to leave. This life we love.
Look-a look-a yonder (3x). Well the sun done gone. . The captain can't hold her (3x). The way I do now. . Ada got a gold mine (3x). Way above her knees.
I had a little book. Was given to me. And every page. Spoke of liberty. . All my trials, Lord. Soon be over. . There is a tree. In paradise. And the pilgrims call it.
Strange face, with your eyes. So pale and sincere. Underneath you know well. You have nothing to fear. . For the dreams that came. To you when so young.
Look-a look-a yonder (3x). Well the sun done gone. . The captain can't hold her (3x). The way I do now. . Ada got a gold mine (3x). Way above her knees.
Big Jesus soulmates Trash Can. fucking rotton business this. bot feet in the bad-boot. siff in the crypt, babay, like a rock. rock-rock-rock. Big-Jesus soul-mates Trash-Can.
When I was a wee thing, I heard my mother say. That I was meant for rambling and would easy go astray. And before that I would work, I would rather sport and play.
A traditional song which was a likely inspiration for Where The Wild Roses Grow. Nick's song is also available.. . When I was a wee thing, I heard my mother say.
Stay by me, stay by me. You are the one, my only true love. . The butcher bird makes it's noise. And it asks you to agree. With it's brutal nesting habits.
Well, father says it, mother says it. Sister says it, brother says it. Uncle says it, auntie says it. Everyone at the party. . I'm on fire. Yeah, babe, I'm on fire.