Well, I've got a carved arm and a black tooth Crippled boot and a broken heart Stuck out here in Smiley Oh God, I'm so alone I will roam hobo Come
All eyes on baby Darling daughter She's learning to speak The words we taught her All eyes on baby Darling daughter She's learning to wear The
I love your pretty face It just brings me back To our younger days When the world Seemed full of grace You wore your Sunday suit And I wore lace We
Roll me on home in a blanket of gold Roll me on home in a blanket of gold Walk down the river and throw in my bones Roll me on home in a blanket
Met on the shore on a rainy dawn in late November, ?Speak not a word,? was what you wrote to me. Shoes soaked in sand and a heavy coat around your shoulder
Medicine bottle And a preachin' bone Boxcar daughter And a Blackfoot tombstone Cheyenne slaughter Up at Sandcreek Road Standin' in the water
love for to see, It rain?d all night the day I left, The weather it was dry, The sun so hot I frose to death; Susanna, don't you cry. Chorus: Oh! Susanna, Oh
saw Susanna comin' down the hill A buckwheat cake was in her mouth, a tear was in her eye Said I'm comin' from the south, Susanna, don't you cry Oh Susanna
Hey, Mr. Politician You say that it is time to fight this holy war But I don't need no television To see one is raging out my back door When I saw those
Walk through the sand, scarred open land Hopin? to sell my soul to the man Called out his name but he never came No hope in hell is all that remains
Billy came from the east You came from the sea Came with a heart full of hope And a head full of dreams I danced in your arms And then in your arms I
Sun shone all day When you came to play Walked into a picture show And dreamed our lives away Ran up the hill Crazy Jack and Jill Close your eyes and
Three weeks and you sold his space She said she's packing but it ain't over yet You will confess but you won't repent So, you ain't got a hope in hell
Been twenty two hours and forty five days, yeah And every inch of this road is twisted into a maze, yeah I'm runnin' on rotgut and a pocketful of blind
All dressed in woolen bloomers you were A sleepy little sailor Fighting for his dreams Out in crashing sea She'll put you in a corner for your Boyish
Sewed up my wound To prove that you're forgotten But I'll feast for you each year in spring When birds begin to sing When everything, yes, everything Oh
Run away with me, won't you? Run away with me, won't you? Run away with me, won't you? It don't matter where we go Well, I have lived in this city nearly
Lay down sleepy head Rest your weary head Tomorrow you give yourself away You know, now what will be Stop trying so hard to see Something you find along
