But I will be back, I will survive,;
You'll never get rid of me as long as you're alive.
What's lost is lost, we can't regain what went down in the flood
When you know as well as me;
You'd rather see me paralyzed
I can still hear the sounds of those Methodist bells;
I'd taken the cure and had just gotten through
I can change, I swear, oh, oh,;
See what you can do.;
I can make it through,;
You can make it too.
Now you stand here expectin' me to remember somethin' you forgot to say
We never thought we could ever get old.;
We thought we could sit forever in fun
Well my house is on fire, burning to the sky
Seen the arrow on the doorpost;
Saying, "This land is condemned;
All the way from New Orleans;
To Jerusalem."
Someone else is speakin' with my mouth, but I'm listening only to my heart.
I hate myself for lovin' you and the weakness that it showed;
You were just a painted face on a trip down Suicide Road
When they came for Him in the garden, did they know?
You'd better do somethin' quick;
She's your lover now.
goodbye's too good a word, gal;
so I'll just say fare thee well
Can you tell me what we're waiting for, senor?
I got troubles, I think maybe you got troubles,;
I think maybe we'd better leave each other alone.
He got an all girl orchestra and when he says;
"Strike up the band," they hit it
Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
No time to suffer or blink;
And no time to think
I see, I see lovers in the meadow;
I see, I see silhouettes in the window;
I watch them 'til they're gone and they leave me hanging on ;
To a shadow
Tell ev'rybody;
Down in ol' 'Frisco;
That Tiny Montgomery's comin';
Down to say Hello
Lay down your weary tune, lay down,;
Lay down the song you strum,;
And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings;
No voice can hope to hum.
Dark Beauty;
Meet me at the border late tonight
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley
My head tells me it's time to make a change;
But my heart is telling me I love ya but you're strange.
Will I ever learn that there'll be no peace, that the war won't cease;
Until He returns?
For all eternity I think I will remember;
That icy wind that's howling in your eye.
It's the last temptation;
The last account;
The last time you might hear the sermon on the mount,;
The last radio is playing.
I'm already there in my mind;
And that's good enough for now
