listen to the radio? Listen to that late night radio. Can we drive all night And Daddy listen to Can we drive all night now Daddy and listen to that Late night
(Music by Greg Brown / poem of William Blake) The sun descending in the West, The evening star does shine; The birds are silent in their nest, And I
gone So quickly that we wouldn't even know And I slept all night by my lover She trembles in her sleep, deep in a bad dream I touch her brow and she
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got tired of the flat I ain't too worried about that boy He don't wear no cowboy hat I sure miss him on these winter nights When the blue snow settles
is as thin as an electric mandolin And the moon is as round as a banjo I guess he took it pretty hard He just kept drinking all through the night We
She had a butane lighter, but it wasn't really working that good She had a butane lighter, but it wasn't really working too good She said, you coulda
Let those December winds bellow 'n' blow I'm as warm as a July tomato. [chorus:] Peaches on the shelf Potatoes in the bin Supper's ready, everybody
Well, yes, I could stay home, read a book or two, Try to get a little bit better at some of these bad things I do. But the night it is young; so am I
Gonna meet some sweet lover She'll be so wise and so kind Love her 'til we're a hundred 'n' seven Body 'n' the soul an' the mind. That's right, dream
[Spoken introduction:] My grandparents on my father's side had a strawberry farm. It's a Beautiful thing, a beautiful occupation.... a strawberry farm
town. An' I wonder when the day will every come When we won't be so sad and so dumb An' when a woman could walk out free in the day and night Without
Backyards full of junk Flat stuff, flat stuff Way out to the way out to the setting sun You can't find no river That ain't low and brown It's full of
When I was a child I heard music And I knew that it was coming from me too Now everywhere I go I hear some kind of music I don't know where it's coming
If you're free, stay free. If ya ain't free, git free. But if ya' can't git free, join me All my life I been bound in the chains of love. An' I said
Oh the night is long when I'm all alone Long as a wire looking for a telephone I want to take all those nights Where we was lonesome and blue String
