we met in the springtimewhen the blossoms unfoldthe pastures greenand the meadow goldour love was in floweras the summer grew onher love like the leaveshave all withered and goneroses have fadedand there's frost at my do . . .
I've grown tired, of the words of the single manHangin' lifeless on his every word - O manYou don't understand dear manThe little angel held out her handSayin' father, father I love youO praise Jesus I got herOk yeah bil . . .
I see the bad moon arisingI see trouble on the wayI see earthquakes and lightnin'I see bad times todayCHORUS:Don't go around tonightWell, it's bound to take your lifeThere's a bad moon on the riseI hear hurricanes ablowi . . .
unseen down lanecome petrified velvetclose to mei imagined you some place elseyou who told me the truth outsideand so forth and so oni saw in your faceyou did notremember minelost in my backwoodyou woke and found me ther . . .
I can sense it all around meThere's somethin' in this roomIt ain't magic nor no witchcraftNo bitch on no broomLook see his bones are goneHe done left the graveThe grip of death it could not hold him down noIt's for him t . . .
Walkin' up with winkin' eyesSeen that tight-lipped grinI could tell from a mile awayBoy you weren't my kinYou best put a bridle on bridle on that tongueSave your breath for breathin' buddyAn run - runWho's that feller ne . . .
Ain't none ever seen the face of his foe noHe ain't made of flesh & boneHe's the one who sits up close beside youAn when he's there you are aloneEvery man is evil yes an every man a liarAn unashamed with the wicked tongu . . .
i changed my mindand looked no betterhard of hart blind blind to his higher artmy frustrationmy anger in disguise i slip underi slip under quiethe spots me anyhowchalk up my nameyou burn my bridges for meto a dry and cla . . .
Listen closely to me now my darlin' girlThere's one who's out to have youAn jus his breath will burn your curlsDon't you fretYou needn't botherDon't you fretHere comes the father yetWhatcha doin' up atop my roofCreepin' . . .
All the widows watchThrough all window sillsHair raising in every roomUp the street come a walking chillAn you ask for nothing'Cept to be by my sideSee my tears good fatherWill they wash it awayAll my dirt from your holy . . .
Lovely lovely Carol SueI see the heel of the fatherCrush the head of the serpent for youAnd that beast who foundHis way up to your roomYou know the one the oneWho's colors are never trueYeah you doYet all the while 'neat . . .
Hey mister with your iron feet yeahNever waver from your pathYou think you got a way with something boySee his hand feel his staffO you gottaway with words alrightAn quite a way with the ladiesYour thoughts are troubledA . . .
Just as sure as that suns gonna shineWhen he comes at his table I will dineJust as sure as that dog's gonna whineIn my heart no longer will I pineJust as sure as by evil you are tornThe sky will open up an an angel blow . . .
This is the room, the start of it allNo portrait so fine, only sheets on the wallI've seen the nights, filled with bloodsport and painAnd the bodies obtained, the bodies obtainedWhere will it end? Where will it end?Where . . .
The devil's brand is on my bonesAn from inside the holy ghost groansSure as shootin' the undertaker knowsHe lays the headstones in endless rows Ye one an all we croak like a ravenIt's the dead an the dyin' we're cravin'Y . . .
I dug on down - for to see my true loveShe is the only - girl I will speak ofYes I went on down for to get my girlAn free her from the Devil's WorldI hear the sound of her heart a pound inFear was the hole boy that she w . . .
I can see clearlyFrom my diamond eyes, I'm going to the mountain with the Fire SpiritNo-one will accept all of meSo the Fire...will stopUp through the streetsAnd the gunfire of cars, I'm going to the mountain with the Fi . . .
word by wordshe spoke to mehidden neath a mess of bygone linnenshe listens as to dry a thousand tonguesmy love is thin and thinningsome cherised flowerflutters throughgentleborn beloved youkindness alwayskindness alwaysi . . .
I surely knew it was a trap yeYet my hands they would not listenI shoulda known your word was flapComin' out all sweet an drippin'O so where could I go - yes but to the LordI been to your house an' see what you adoreI le . . .
Fire is the color of my true love's hairNear to the father sits his golden chairBy prayer and petition to the king on his leftLight is the burden that I bearSo enchanting are these lovely chains that bind you'Neath their . . .
Your sympathy is my simple joyYour bossom my mobile homeFree from the thunderThat tore me asunder - I have you as my ownAnd I hold you over rolling on the floorNaked you say this is the dayLet's sing an dance some moreAn . . .
There ain't nothin' that ain't in my wayAn like the fool I am for my own gain I prayYou say you found, a way back inside my closetOl' bones upon bones an joints upon socketsYep yeyI am an honest man when I ain't lyingI a . . .
Don't let your mind do all your walkingBoy you'll stumble every timeThat road I seen the devil stalkingDealin' only with the dyin'Go on let the door hit 'emwhere my hound dog shoulda bit 'emLeave him open, leave him ther . . .
I'm diggin' you a shallow graveAn to the sun your face I'll raiseI'm diggin' you a shallow graveOne hundred buzzards buzzin'I seen death hangin' from the tallest treeEyes closed no lookin' back at meYe they came an took . . .
Come to my house an we'll pick bonesThere hands outside ready with stonesCome to my yardI got whiskey an chairsWe'll sit on the porchAs the good men stareYou ain't never spoke trueI shake an angry fist at youYou are not . . .
(Lament of the Igil) i look for him in everywherein everywhere i found him notexhausted i sleep in steppein the dream my gray horse spoke to mefind me neath the killing clifffind me neath the killing cliffhang my skull o . . .
on from here walkin dreams awakei think not i think notthe sky comes king blown in every directionand of no countryi am strawit is no mysteryi know my way from hereiron sharpens ironcrooked wooden and peacock blacki have . . .
I gotta gal An she's so fairThose eyes the blackest hairBehind those ... I gotta gal An she's so fineAll the boys stand in line Keep your hands to yourself boy tonight . . .
I seen ya in your red room laughin'With your shinin' coffee canSo many wrongs all kinds a goins onHeld my head an ran I hid and did a bit more lookin'Saw ya dancin' on the pine porch creakin'Mouth open an doors down wide . . .
Little Johanna girl of my prairieHelp me fill this house with living wordsFurther up and further inLet tem fly from our lipsJust like birdsAll that dark woods from PakistanThe glory the glory lodged insideStrive to enter . . .
trim your dress, trim your dresstrim your dress in the parasol styleif you have hips, if you have hipstrim your dress in the parasol styletrim your dress, trim your dresstrim your dress in the parasol stylego to sleep, g . . .
To Hell with boys creepin' up slowlySwingin' them shovels 'roundDiggin' up words of pleasureFrom evil hollow groundO - an here's one now girlThe devil is in his eyeYou'd better start stirring up soil boyOr hear e'r you'l . . .
Wicked, wickedFrom the mouth I spout - o LordDon let these thoughts come outMy knees they knock and my feet they failThe thoughts I think I see your face turn paleTake my hand an you will see - the one in the waybackTake . . .
High fiddle high fiddle low fiddle lowThere's a ghost bound in my soulHigh fiddle high fiddle low fiddle lowThere's a cold blade on my crowA crooked in my walk a stumble in my talkIs what I'm after little girlMetal on th . . .
Nothin' 'round here to me that's sacred'Cept you, yeah youNothin' 'round here to me that matters'Cept you, yeah youYou're the one that reaches meYou're the one that I admireEvery time we meet togetherI feel like I'm on f . . .
early one days morningi came upon a fine young horsei mounted up and led him onwardhe was gray as the sky aboveas the sky abovei slept down by the riverand what a sad dream i hadi'm afraid my loveit must be truetoday i w . . .
The chill of coffeevilleShe's in those hills stillKindness of her face so whiteThe chill of coffeevilleLord pray it be your willThat she dwell in your house tonightAs one with spirit yesShe goes where it goesWhat my litt . . .
Is anything as lovely to meAs the truth in loveI'll take it over freedom any dayIt brings me ever an this time to my kneesAn on my knees I run awayYes I know your sticks an stones theyThey will easily break these bones a . . .
Well hey I been down that a wayWith a dream on my armYet me an my love we could not stayWe heard voices of childrenAn by little hands were led astrayAll the boughs bend for usAll the earth awaits theeAll the stones they . . .
Are ya listenin' boy the man he hung seeYou've heard it said that's what he done for meDid ya hear that girl - the man he calls your nameYou best go to him it's he not me can loose your chainsThen we'll commence to walk . . .
Are you weary my friendsOf my comin' 'roundDraggin' my chains 'cross your floorYou once had a stained glass look in your eyeWell, not any moreThe train moves fastAs I walk this trackCarryin' sin in my sackSame in the fro . . .
Everybody knows my business in this townLips are loose the whole way 'roundWhere I go I leave a trailHell to heaven don't never failHell to heaven don't never failEverybody knows my movement in this townI chase my tail, . . .
Blue Ruthie Lingle take me homeSad eyed Suzanna take me homeLegs, thighs an navelYou're the only oneLeah Samantha take me homeBlack eyed Rebecca take me homeHere buxom Gretta take me homeThe curse of those red lips o meG . . .
I'm a rompin' dead boy on a long roadWhat opened up my eyes to thisI'm just trying to keep 'em closedHey feller what ya got in that sacIs it somethin' fer me? A little knowin' is a dangerous thing boyPlease take it from . . .
O the sky grey orangeAn the walls stained blueAn I laid right down on golden satin with youInto sweet dark circles of beautiful eyesI go roundO LordI go roundWill you tell me once againCream white skinYou are my friendI . . .
I see the world through the eyes of an idiotTalkin' big white trashBefore the girls an boys inside of my soulThey make my pathIn the mirror there I see my father's face in glassI know I am not anyone yet too afraid to as . . .
Tonight you've caught your breathYou've lost your American spiritIf only I could catch my deathJust give me long enough to fear itHer talk ain't like the other girlsShe takes my livin' at a glanceWe hear the locust rasp . . .
single girl · single girlshe's goin dressed fineo she's goin dressed finemarried girl · married girlwears just any kindo she wears just any kindsingle girl · single girlgo to store and buyo go to store and buymarried . . .
o sinnerman where will you run tosinnerman where will you run tosinnerman where will you run toall on that dayrun to the mountainthe mountain wont hide yourun to the seathe sea will not have youand run to your graveyour . . .
I ain't afraid of your laughin'Nor afraid of your fistCome on with it brotheryour sweet betrayal kiss I ain't a scared of you no moreNor the scars upon your wristsThese bullets you've been shootin' at meYeah, they all fa . . .
Self sent a twisterA tearin' after meGonna bust my house to splintersAn take all that's dear to meYou say you saw it comin' yeahBut still you did not fleeI was too weak I couldn't moveHeld by growth of a treeAn yes I fel . . .
Oh come sit down An give me your wordThat I'll be a man someday an I'll hurtThese troubles around meThis boy that I amIt's up here for thinkin'And down there for dancin'Not the other way around Apples in the summertimePe . . .
I guess you didn't hear meWhen I told you for the first timeWell don't you worryIt won't be the lastAll I need a floorboardAn a wooden shoeStep aside an let my lady throughHey foot, straw footLow we lay 'em downHey foot, . . .
The strong man he will kneel downWhalst angels strip him of cloak and crownThrough bitter lips come vile breathHe is the last one to confessThere will be no pity for himWe must kill him where he standsNo there will be no . . .
See my love cut down the laneSways and grinds ooh, That's your playYa Treat me like your prayersThough I'm aloneYer drivin' me to pray, Trouble I'm undoneHold me upWill ye be my doll? Hold me up'Till the sun it cometh do . . .
When they poured across the borderI was cautioned to surrenderThis I could not doI took my gun and vanishedI have changed my name so oftenI have lost my wife and childrenBut I have many friendsAnd some of them are with m . . .
I am a poor wayfaring strangerTraveling through a world of woeAin't no sickness, toil, nor dangerIn that bright land to which I goI'm goin' there to see my fatherSaid he'd meet me when I comeI'm only goin' over JordanI'm . . .
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