The sidewalk coughed up weeds and cracks A book, a magazine and a penny and a dime Oh, and Carl looked behind him making sure the scene was empty Breathed
I'd rather be buried way down in some cypress grove I'd rather be buried way down in some cypress grove To have me a woman that I can't control Your
Skip across the dust In the corner of my room, yeah While the walls pull away And keep my hiding spirit shuffling, oh And keep my hiding spirit shuffling
I could hear them singing like they are gonna fall out Raising hands and hoping, singing, bringing in the sheets soldiers marching by I want to go there
Bouncin' across the lake of ten years Like a stone tossed from the burglar's hand Holdin' my breath, then I'm sinkin' Waves in circle like a memory slowly
The air is turning cold outside It's a rabbi in a brothel for the third time The gold tooth of a broken man A white glove in a purse down at the bottom
Hard times are here And everywhere you go Times are harder than They ever been before Hmm, hmm Hmm, hmm You know, people are driftin' From door to door
Make a dent in the shovel, run the mud through a sieve Paste your hopes on a windmill blade, plant it up on the hill Pencil sharpened with a putty knife
Sometime I live the country Sometime I live in town Sometime I have a grave notion To jump into the river and drown Quit your ramblin' quit your gamblin
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Fare Thee Well (traditional) You told me on the phone That you don't have no man at all Fare thee well Babe fare thee well You just told me on the
I'd Be A Rich Man Spend my time trying now to get along Spend my time trying now to get along If I had a dollar now for every time I cried Well I
I've Been Converted (traditional) I know I've been converted Do you? I know I've been converted Do you? You've got a noose And you'll make me change
Jesus Make Up My Dying Bed (traditional) I said a prayer Jesus Christ sat a-weeping But I meant not to pine That time receiver now was in my ear
CHORUS: I am the Light of the World You people come and follow me. If you follow and love, You'll learn the mystery Of what you were meant to do and
This makes as much sense as a frog on a chain A leper knocking trees down with his fist Twisting my ear like I'm a school yard churl You know I wanna
Love Me Baby Blues (Joe Callicott) Drive down baby Like showers of rain Can't you hear my fair girl Call my name Can't you hear my fair girl call
Fleashine, shoeshine, man of fifteen Brings the house in with a smile All twelve teeth tell myriad stories One upon one and one The breath in his hand