Founds total 52 songs
Ring On The Sill
She placed her ring on the sill,. dishes piled high. She's on the front porch step. and the air smells like snow. She's thinking of the siege to come.
Pale Sun
Fifty miles from Dakota territory. Cheyenne scalp hangs from his belt. Found him alone washing in the Bighorn. a steady aim and he bagged his game. . Pale sun falls without contest.
Oregon Hill
(Michael Timmins). . The hoods are up on Pine Street,. rear ends lifted too. The great-grandsons of General Robert E. Lee. are making love with a little help from STP.
Now I Know
Now I know, now I know what it means to be broken. Now I know, now I know what it means to be bared. You in the chair perceptibly sinking. I'm on my knees once again made aware.
Notes Falling Slow
My love swears that he is made of truth. I do believe him though I know he lies.. I've caught him creeping 'round darkened holes.. I've caught him staring at distant skies..
No Long Journey Home
This ain't no long journey home.. This ain't no trip across the tracks.. This ain't no dead end street. There ain't no turning back.. This ain't no long journey home..
My Wild Child
Betrayed? It's the question. That I am asking.. Or just a lucky one deceived by too much love.. . Confused. Is the issue.. I'm in need of high rescue..
Murder, Tonight, In The Trailer Park
Murder tonight in the trailer park. Mrs. annabelle evans found. With her throat cut after dark. Her pockets turned inside out. Her dresser drawers turned upside down.
Mariner's Song
The last of man's great unchained beast lies lappin' at my door. The last of man's great unchained beast lies lappin' at my door. An' I'd be happy to give it what it wants.
Lonely Sinking Feeling
She says, "I'm getting that lonely sinking feeling,. you know what I mean?". With his hand on her back he's thinking,. "Where does that leave me?". Just when I think I've uncovered the secret.
Lay It Down
He left his dead in the cottonwood trees. the ground grown too hard with the years. Falling down was not what it used to be. the ground grown too hard with the years.
Just Want To See
I don't want to be no patch on no quilt. (I just want to see...). Tear-stained stitching linking memories to guilt. (I just want to see...). I don't want to be no hair on no wall.
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