Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule

Saw you drift into infinity and come back again

Put my tears in a bottle Screw the top on tight

My heart's in the Highlands at the break of dawn;
By the beautiful lake of the Black Swan;
Big white clouds, like chariots that swing down low;
Well my heart's in the Highlands;
Only place left to go

That long black cloud is comin' down

Ain't complaining 'bout what I got;
Seen better times, but who has not?

Someone showed me a picture and I just laughed;
Dignity never been photographed

The world of illusion is at my door

She lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe;
"I thought you'd never say hello," she said;
"You look like the silent type."

It ain't my cup of meat.

This time tomorrow I'll know you better;
When my memory is not so short.

If he needs a third eye he just grows it

One of these days and it won't be long;
Going down in the valley and sing my song;
I will sing it loud and sing it strong;
Let the echo decide if I was right or wrong

Always on the outside of whatever side there was,;
When they asked him why it had to be that way, "Well," he answered, "just because."

If you don't believe there's a price for this sweet paradise, remind me to show you the, scars.

I know God is my shield and he won't lead me astray

But the enemy I see wears a cloak of decency,;
All non-believers and men stealers talkin' in the name of religion

Well it's way past midnight and there are people all around;
Some on their way up, some on their way down

You could ride like Annie Oakley,;
You could shoot like Belle Starr.

The angels play on their horns all day,;
The whole earth in progression seems to pass by.;
But does anyone hear the music they play,;
Does anyone even try?

They'll stone you when you're playing your guitar.

I need a steam shovel mama to keep away the dead

I wasn't born to lose you.

I finally realize there's no room for regret

Now, when I was just a bawlin' child,;
I saw what I wanted to be

Every time you leave and go off someplace,;
Things fall to pieces in my face

there are no sins inside the Gates of Eden

I can smile in the face of mankind.;
Don't even remember what her lips felt like on mine;
Most of the time.

He said, Are you lookin' for somethin' easy to catch?;
I said, I got no money. He said, That ain't necessary.

There's always some new stranger sneakin' glances,;
Some trigger-happy fool willin' to take chances

But the enemy I see Wears a cloak of decency

Now I wish I could write you a melody so plain;
That could hold you dear lady from going insane

Soon as a man is born, you know the sparks begin to fly, He gets wise in his own eyes and he's made to believe a lie.

Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties;
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise

I'll remember you;
At the end of the trail,;
I had so much left to do,;
I had so little time to fail.

Lost time is not found again

You have explained every mystery.;
What can I do for You?

I wouldn't be ashamed to be seen with you anywhere.

Time passes slowly when you're searchin' for love.

don't criticize;
what you can't understand.

Can you tell me what we're waiting for, senor?

Mama, take this badge off of me

But I will be back, I will survive,;
You'll never get rid of me as long as you're alive.

I'm in the streets;
With the tombstone blues

And I can't let go, won't let go, and I can't let go no more.

Truth is an arrow and the gate is narrow that it passes through

Pardon, monsieur," the desk clerk says,;
Carefully removes his fez,;
"Am I hearin' you right?"

They used to grow food in Kansas;
Now they want to grow it on the moon and eat it raw.;
I can see the day coming when even your home garden;
Is gonna be against the law.

Let me ask you one question;
Is your money that good

Am I no longer a part of your plans or your dreams?

I was just too stubborn to ever be governed by enforced insanity

You say you love me;
And you're thinkin' of me,;
But you know you could be wrong.

People disagreeing everywhere you look,;
Makes you wanna stop and read a book.

They said it was the land of milk and honey,;
now they say it's the land of money.;
Who ever thought they could ever make that stick.

May you build a ladder to the stars;
And climb on every rung.

Was that the thunder that I heard?;
My head is vibrating, I feel a sharp pain

Handy dandy, he got a basket of flowers and a bag full or sorrow

But nothing really matters much, it's doom alone that counts

Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley