goodbye's too good a word, gal; so I'll just say fare thee well
Twenty years of schoolin' and they put you on the day shift
Gonna sleep down in the parlor; And relive my dreams
She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns.
We pointed out the way to go; And scratched your name in sand,; Though you just thought it was nothing more; Than a place for you to stand.
All I feel is heat and flame and all I see are dark eyes.
You're gonna have to serve somebody.
I got a poison headache,; But I feel all right
You could ride like Annie Oakley,; You could shoot like Belle Starr.
I was all right 'til I fell in love with you
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
My conscience is beginning to bother me today.
I wasn't born to lose you.
The man in me will hide sometimes to keep from bein' seen,; But that's just because he doesn't want to turn into some machine.
Goodnight, my love, may the lord have mercy on us all.
I see nothing to be gained by any explanation; There are no words that need to be said
They tell me everything is gonna be all right; But I don't know what "all right" even means
People disagreeing everywhere you look,; Makes you wanna stop and read a book.
I believe in the impossible, you know that I do
We're both just one too many mornings; An' a thousand miles behind.
I couldn't see where we were goin'; But you said you knew an' I took your word
Well it's way past midnight and there are people all around; Some on their way up, some on their way down
I've gained some recognition but I lost my appetite.
Your temperature's too hot for taming
Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues; You can tell by the way she smiles
Yes, I know now, traps are only set by me; And I do not really need to be; Assured that love is just a four-letter word
And I'll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it
Don't trust me to show you the truth; When the truth may only be ashes and dust.
Idiot wind, blowing through the buttons of our coats,; Blowing through the letters that we wrote.
I was just too stubborn to ever be governed by enforced insanity
Can't you make any sound?
I was in a whirlwind, now I'm in some better place.
We heard the Sermon on the Mount and I knew it was too complex,; It didn't amount to anything more than what the broken glass reflects.
So take heed, take heed of the western wind
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.
Saw you drift into infinity and come back again
You don't need a weather man; To know which way the wind blows
I'd never say; That I done it the way; That you'd have liked me to.
Does she know I still care?
Once I had mountains in the palm of my hand,; And rivers that ran through ev'ry day.
I'll remember you; When the wind blows through the piney wood.
Give me a string bean, I'm a hungry man.
And every one of them words rang true; And glowed like burnin' coal; Pourin' off of every page; Like it was written in my soul from me to you
But it's like I'm stuck inside a painting; That's hanging in the Louvre
You don't want a love that's pure; You wanna drown love; You want a watered-down love
Wealth is a filthy rag; So erotic so unpatriotic; So wrapped up in the American flag
She once was a true love of mine
People ask about you; I didn't tell them everything I knew
As his youth now unfolds; He is centuries old; Just to see him at play makes me smile; No matter what happens to me; No matter what my destiny; Lord, protect my child
The night passed away so quickly; It always does when you're with me.
Every time you leave and go off someplace,; Things fall to pieces in my face
I see you kiss her on the cheek ev'rytime she gives a speech
I still got my voice left, I can take it anywhere I go
Try imagining a place where it's always safe and warm.
Now the moon is almost hidden; The stars are beginning to hide; The fortunetelling lady; Has even taken all her things inside
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."
