Won't you come with me, baby?; I'll take you where you wanna go.; And if it don't work out, You'll be the first to know
How can I explain?; Oh, it's so hard to get on
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here,; All the pigeons gonna run to him.
Could you ever be true?
I'll see you later when I'm not so out of my head,; Maybe next time I'll let the dead bury the dead.
There's always some new stranger sneakin' glances,; Some trigger-happy fool willin' to take chances
Let me ask you one question; Is your money that good
Can't you hear that motor turnin'?; Automobile comin' into style
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it
But it's like I'm stuck inside a painting; That's hanging in the Louvre
She said, "Be easy, baby,; There ain't nothin' worth stealin' in here."
Guess it's too late to say the things to you; That you needed to hear me say.
Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you.
I stood alone upon the ridge and all I did was watch.
You're the one I've been looking for,; You're the one that's got the key.; But I can't figure out whether I'm too good for you; Or you're too good for me.
How long can I stay drunk on fear out in the wilderness?
I'm in a cowboy band
Either I'm too sensitive or else I'm gettin' soft.
She still lives inside of me, we've never been apart.
She got a weird sense of humor that's all her own
Sometimes the devil likes to drive you from the neighborhood.; He'll even work his ways through those whose intentions are good.
Somethin' there is about you that I can't quite put my finger on.
Oh, baby, that god you been prayin' to; Is gonna give ya back what you're wishin' on someone else
Won't you descend from the throne, from where you sit?
Turn your back, wash your hands,; There's always someone who understands
Senor, senor, let's disconnect these cables,; Overturn these tables.; This place don't make sense to me no more.
she's true, like ice, like fire
Well, I try my best; To be just like I am,; But everybody wants you; To be just like them.
Well, they're not showing any lights tonight; And there's no moon.
You'd better do somethin' quick; She's your lover now.
We're going all the way 'til the wheels fall off and burn
Nations are angry, cursed are some,; People are expecting a false peace to come.
Maybe they'll get me and maybe they won't; But not tonight and it won't be here; There are things I could say but I don't; I know the mercy of God must be near
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
Tough Mama; Can I blow a little smoke on you?
I'm T-boned and punctured; But I'm known to be calm
your pleasure knows no limits
I'm hungry and I'm irritable; And I'm tired of this bag of tricks.; At one time there was nothing wrong with me; That you could not fix.
If I could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born
Well, I wake in the morning, Fold my hands and pray for rain.; I got a head full of ideas, That are drivin' me insane.
All he believes are his eyes, And his eyes, they just tell him lies
Well I don't dare close my eyes and I don't dare wink; Maybe in the next life I'll be able to hear myself think
I was in your presence for an hour or so; Or was it a day? I truly don't know.
If I shut myself off so I can't hear you cry,; What good am I?
You can't get to glory by the raising and the lowering of no flag.; Put your goodness next to God's and it comes out like a filthy rag.
At the corrida we'll sit in the shade; And watch the young torero stand alone.; We'll drink tequila where our grandfathers stayed; When they rode with Villa into Torreon.
the cops don't need you; and man they expect the same
Tell her she can look me up if she's got the time.
Leaving men wholly, totally free; To do anything they wish to do but die
On the rising curve,; Where the ways of nature will test every nerve,; You won't get anything you don't deserve,; Where we were born in time.
Do you know where we're headin'?; Lincoln County Road or Armageddon?
Done so many evil things in the name of love, it's a crying shame; I never did see no fire that could put out a flame.
That long black cloud is comin' down
Dark Beauty; Meet me at the border late tonight
Train wheels runnin' through the back of my memory
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
Now somebody's got to show their hand, time is an enemy
