If you're lookin' to get silly;
You better go back to from where you came

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

The way is long but the end is near, Already the fiesta has begun

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

My conscience is beginning to bother me today.

Do you know where we're headin'?;
Lincoln County Road or Armageddon?

They say ev'rything can be replaced

We stare straight ahead and try so hard to stay right

I look into the eyes of my merciful friend And then I ask myself, is this the end? Memories linger, sad yet sweet And I think of the souls in heaven who will meet

I got troubles, I think maybe you got troubles,;
I think maybe we'd better leave each other alone.

What looks large from a distance,;
Close up ain't never that big.

Once I had mountains in the palm of my hand,;
And rivers that ran through ev'ry day.

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

I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.

Ain't no reason to go anywhere.

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

And now the heart is filled with gold;
As if it was a purse.;
But, oh, what kind of love is this;
Which goes from bad to worse?

Since every pleasure's got an edge of pain;
Pay for your ticket and don't complain

She's got everything she needs,;
She's an artist, she don't look back

But the magician is quicker and his game;
Is much thicker than blood and blacker than ink

One more cup of coffee 'fore I go;
To the valley below

Time is all I have to give

If there's a poor boy on the street,;
Then let him have my seat;
'Cause tonight I'll be staying here with you.

This is the key to the kingdom and this is the town;
This is the blind horse that leads you around

'Cause he doesn't tell you jokes or fairy tales, say he's got no style.

Are you looking at me and thinking of somebody else?

When He rose from the dead, did they believe?

Any day now, any day now,;
I shall be released.

Hot chili peppers in the blistering sun

Last night I danced with a stranger;
But she just reminded me you were the one

The night is pitch black, come an' make my;
Pale face fit into place, ah, please!

Well, I spied a girl and before she could leave,;
"Let's go and play Adam and Eve.";
I took her by the hand and my heart it was thumpin';
When she said, "Hey man, you crazy or sumpin',;
You see what happened last time they started."

You could make me cry if you don't know.

He said his name was Columbus;
I just said, "Good luck."

Don't follow leaders;
Watch the parkin' meters

Well, You've done it all and there's no more anyone can pretend to do.;
What can I do for You?

I see people who are supposed to know better standin' around like furniture.

When my life is over, it'll be like a puff of smoke,;
How long must I suffer, Lord, how long must I be provoked?;
Satan will give you a little taste, then he'll move in with rapid speed,;
Lord keep my blind side covered and see that I don't bleed.

I thought somehow that I would be spared this fate

it is not he or she or them or it;
That you belong to.

And, when I was through;
I filled up my shoe;
And brought it to you.

as long as the world keeps a-turnin', I just keep a-turnin' too.

You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely

I gotta go;
Find out something only dead men know

While my conscience explodes;
The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain

I could say that I'd be faithful, I could say it in one sweet, easy breath;
But to you that would be cruelty and to me it surely would be death.

Build a fire, throw on logs;
And listen to it hiss;
And let it burn, burn, burn, burn;
On a night like this.

She knows there's no success like failure;
And that failure's no success at all.

goodbye's too good a word, gal;
so I'll just say fare thee well

Don't have to look no further, you're the soul of many things.

she's true, like ice, like fire

The door has closed forevermore If indeed there ever was a door

People on the platforms;
Waiting for the trains;
I can hear their hearts a-beatin';
Like pendulums swinging on chains

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

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

My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,;
Should I leave them by your gate,;
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

Behind every beautiful thing there's been some kind of pain

You were snow, you were rain;
You were striped, you were plain,;

But even the president of the United States, Sometimes must have, To stand naked.

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