I'd Be A Rich Man. . Spend my time trying now to get along. Spend my time trying now to get along. If I had a dollar now for every time I cried. Well I'd be a rich man.
well met, well met said an old true love. well met, well met said he. I've just returned from the salt salt sea. and it's all for the love of thee. . come in, come in my old true love.
Hey brother don't you sing so quiet, no. I need a beacon to guide me through the night. Oh let me hear your hosanna. come on and let me hear your prayer.
one cold summer night sally slipped away. door left open wide not a word to say. hard luck took its toll I can't blame her none. not today might be here tomorrow.
I could hear them singing like they are gonna fall out. Raising hands and hoping,. singing, bringing in the sheets soldiers marching by. I want to go there when I die.
Skip across the dust. In the corner of my room, yeah. While the walls pull away. . And keep my hiding spirit shuffling, oh. And keep my hiding spirit shuffling, oh boy.
The sidewalk coughed up weeds and cracks. A book, a magazine and a penny and a dime. Oh, and Carl looked behind him making sure the scene was empty. Breathed a sigh of bewilderment noting that it was.
Make a dent in the shovel, run the mud through a sieve. Paste your hopes on a windmill blade, plant it up on the hill. Pencil sharpened with a putty knife, pretty girl as a pretty nun.
baseball cap and flannel arms. dancing with a voodoo doll. sweat rolls down the old guitar. seeing things the way they are. a crooked look lay on his brow.