Founds total 6 songs
The Denver Grab
See my love cut down the lane. Sways and grinds oh, that's your play. You treat me like your prayers though I'm alone. Drivin' me to pray, trouble I'm undone.
Sac Of Religion
I'm a rompin' dead boy. On a long road. What opened up my eyes to this. I'm just trying to keep 'em closed. . Hey, feller what ya got in that sac. Is it somethin' for me?.
Phyllis Ruth
The chill of Coffeeville, she's in those hills still. Kindness of her face so white. The chill of Coffeeville, Lord, pray it be Your will. That she dwell in Your house tonight.
My Narrow Mind
Wicked, wicked from the mouth I spout. Oh Lord, don't let these thoughts come out. My knees they knock and my feet they fail. The thoughts I think I see your face turn pale.
Golden Rope
Fire is the color of my true love's hair. Near to the father sits his golden chair. With prayer and petition to the king on his left. Light is the burden that I bear.
Dead Run
The devil's brand is on my bones. An' from inside the holy ghost groans. Sure as shootin' the undertaker knows. He lays the headstones in endless rows.
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