Keep on listening And you will find your beat You'll have all that pretty ladies Dancing at your feet When will stop hurting each other Always, somedays
Peter Pumpkinhead came to town Spreading wisdom and cash around Fed the starving and housed the poor Showed the Vatican what gold's for But he made too
THE BALLAD OF DWIGHT FRYE I was gone for fourteen days Could have been gone for more Held up in the intensive care ward Lyin on the floor I was gone
NUMBER ONE (THE BALLAD) down to my last stand try and take my hand why so hard to leave? another day of life lost with hope to find I want to be the
Yeah, woo, shit Aight Guess what? I ain't coming in yet I'll come in a minute Aye yo, this is my love song It goes like this Back when Mark Walhberg
Gary lives with Rosie And Be Bop got something old and something new I got something fine for you every minute now If you wanna sit right down and stick
Her mama picked him up in south Minnesota He promised her the world but they never got that far For he was last seen in that '59 DeSoto When Sally was
Some punk with a shotgun killed young Danny Bailey In cold blood, in the lobby of a downtown motel Killed him in anger, a force he couldn't handle Helped
Found myself heading down toward springfield The last sign said it was twelve miles west It's gettin' hard to see through the salt on my windshield But
The man who preached the funeral said it really was a simple way to die He laied to rest one afternoon and never opened up his eyes They hired me and
I have never been so much in love before, yeah What a difference a true love made in my life So nice, so right, lovin' you made me something new That
The river flows, it flows to the sea Wherever that river goes that's where I want to be Flow river flow, let your waters wash down Take me from this road
Eighteen hundred and eighty five Is a year I remember so well When they drove old brad into an early grave And sent my mother to jail Now I don't know
I have never been so much in love, in love before What a difference how true love made in my life So nice and so right Lovers come and then lovers go
Standing in the dock at Southampton Trying to get to Holland or France The man in the mac said, ?You've got to go back? You know they didn't even give
(Dream on, dream on teenage queen prettiest girl we've ever seen) There's a story in our town Of the prettiest girl around Golden hair and eyes of blue
Well I tell you a story about a good man Who had many a problem before he reached dry land It ain't easy for a good man to go down no it ain't easy
Son said my mother when I was knee high You need of clothes to cover you and not a rag have I There's nothing in the house to make a boy's britches