(originally by Julie Gold). I'm sitting on a southbound train. Staring at the sky. I'm thinking of my childhood. And I'm trying not to cry. While a stranger sleeps against me.
Clenched fists of proud nationalists. Keep your prejudiced conscience blind. The paranoid dreams of fascist regimes. Running wild in your mind. On their knees minorities start to crawl.
by Nanci Griffith. My daddy sent me on to Baton Rouge in 1969. He said our love was like a forest fire and he'd end it with a mind. So you rode with us to Temple, Texas where I did catch the train.
How could you be so blinded by your own greed. I tried to relax one day I found myself freed. We're tearing at the walls. We're screaming for more. We're crawlin' through the jungle to the demon's door.
Tous les jours j'm assoies dans cour tout seul pis j'pense a moi. J'prpare mes coups pis j'pense a tout le bl qu'm'a faire sur toi. Si ma vie est vide quand mes poches sont pleines a tu d'l'air de m'dranger.
(chorus). I want a simple life. Like my mother. One true love for my older years. I don't want your wars. To take my children. I want a simple lifewhile I'm here.
Camptown lady sing this song. Camptown racetrack five miles long. Gonna run all night, gonna run all day. Spent my money on a big fat joint. But somebody took it away.
-Et oui, tubes aprs tubes. -La voil, encore une fois. Cline, c'tait notre hrone. -Que de platines pour Cline. Notre fiert nationale. -La ? de l'industrie.
Clark. She was standin' on the gone side of leavin'. She found her thumb and stuck it in the breeze. She'll take anything that's goin' close to somewhere.
Bugs in Billy Bob's bed! Billy Bob's bed!. Oh yeah, Billy Bob's bed.... You know you're wasting your time yeah.... You drove me out of my mind yeah....
When you say I love you. Is it just because you know that's what I want to hear?. Lately friends are warning me. What they hesitate to tell me leaves a thread of fear.
I've been away and I've been down on my luck. And I almost died.... I was away and I called home. I was on a highway phone. And I did not see. That a speeding car had come at me.
Griffith/Graham/Griffith. Saint Teresa, your patron child's come home. Were you there to greet her?. Did your angels know her songs?. And all of her sorrows.
The soldiers stand in calm and silence. Grimly dread the coming violence. Clutching to their spears. Sweating through their gear. The pale one leads them on the field.
He will leave behind all of his clothes. He wore when he was with her. All he need's are his railroad boots. And his leather jacket. As he say goodbye to Ruby's arms.
Por tiempo de grande pobresa y tristessa. Emiliano dejo a su familia y su tierra. Harto de ver tanta pena. Aogando su patria tan querida. Ya basta!. .
Up and down the boulevard,. I go walking in the night,. Memories of times gone by,. Ain't no way to put it right,. You tell me that you're lonely girl,.
Dreaming of autumn flowers. Waiting for the day. When I'll get to use their powers. To take me away. So hard to smile when they frown and put us down.
I'll never fall in love again. It's such a contradiction. To lose all control and common sense. And even intuition. . You came along, with a strange new song.
This lady in black came to me and she said. "Would you like to come home to my room?". I resisted all temptation but I took her invitation. I hope that she don't make me fall too soon.