Founds total 55 songs
Cortez Sail
See how the rain falls from the sky. Drifting down. From your high mountain's eye. But don't look surprised, you're going home. . Yeah you're leaving L.A..
Collector
His lonely is only. A blank space in my hallway. On the wall way between the hanging. Of paintings of lonely that ain't lonely at all. . Hey, the Art Mob's out tonight.
Cocktails For Three
Cocktails for three. Oh, it's gettin' to me. Yeah, passin' afternoons. Sittin' in these cocktail rooms. . Yeah, from nine to five, I'm in the pink. 'Cause after work we go for a drink.
Cantina Carlotta
Well, I drove down to El Paso on my business. Well, I was just another executive workin' for the bank. When I crossed that border line, I dropped my business.
Blue Asian Reds
Yeah, she got them red eyes. Ah, from doin' the red pills. And she says it's for the high times. Yeah, she says it's for thrills. . So she done reds, with her coffee.
Bloodlines
Oh my mother. She is a mountain. And her breast. It touch the sky. . And my father. He is a river. Running through her. Sweet bye and bye. . And my sister.
Billy The Boy
Snow White Angel. . On the wings. Of a snow white angel. He played steel guitar. And the drugs. Broke his brain. Off into angles. But his fingers. Played true to his heart.
Back To Black
Every night the same light shines. From your eyes and back to mine. With a vision of the love. We thought was true. . But the darkness of the world out there.
Amarillo Highway
I'm a high straight in Plainview. Side bet in Idalou and a fresh deck in New Deal. Yeah, some call me high hand an' some call me low hand. But I'm holdin' what I am, the wheel.
Ain't No Top 40 Song
Well they found her dead. Face down in a ditch. And they chased and caught. That son of a bitch. Ain't no top 40 song. They put him on trial. He killed her with a wrench.
After The Fall
Hey, remember all those psychedelic nights. When your head come loose and floated into the lights. And all them girls without any tops at all. Down in the dirt after the fall.
New Delhi Freight Train
Now some people are sayin' that I'm crazy. 'Cause my real name is just Jesse James. Well, I left them half rocked, hard knocked in Black Rock County. Just to ride on that New Delhi train..
High Plains Jamboree
Terry Allen. . She was a honkytonker and he was a family man. And she showed him her gold teeth when hed hold her little hand. And they met out on the highway at the Paradise Motel lounge.
Flatland Farmer
He's a flatland farmer. Who flat-picks an old guitar. Yeah, he's a flatland farmer. He flat-picks an old guitar. . He don't make no money. But he can out-pick a Nashville star.
Ffa
He never done too good when he was in high school. He never even talked to a popular girl. He just hung around down at the drive-in. Honkin' on his horn and drinkin' Pearl.
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