I couldn't see where we were goin'; But you said you knew an' I took your word
Well, I got a harmonica job, begun to play,; Blowin' my lungs out for a dollar a day.
there are no sins inside the Gates of Eden
Time passes slowly when you're searchin' for love.
People carry roses
Make promises by the hours
My love she laughs like the flowers
Valentines can't buy her
I'd never say; That I done it the way; That you'd have liked me to.
What good am I if I say foolish things; And I laugh in the face of what sorrow brings; And I just turn my back while you silently die,; What good am I?
Then I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin',; But I'll know my song well before I start singin'
Sundown, yellow moon, I replay the past; I know every scene by heart, they all went by so fast
My so-called friends have fallen under a spell.; They look me squarely in the eye and they say, "All is well."; Can they imagine the darkness that will fall from on high; When men will beg God to kill them and they won't be able to die?
Well, they're not showing any lights tonight; And there's no moon.
She's a hypnotist collector
she's true, like ice, like fire
I fought with my twin, that enemy within, 'til both of us fell by the way.
Now somebody's got to show their hand, time is an enemy
There's some people that; You don't forget,; Even though you've only seen'm; One time or two.
Try to be pure at heart, they arrest you for robbery,; Mistake your shyness for aloofness, your shyness for snobbery
Sometimes I feel so low-down and disgusted
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.
Any day now, any day now,; I shall be released.
Rock me, pretty baby, rock me 'til everything gets real; Rock me for a little while, rock me 'til there's nothing left to feel; And I'll rock you too
They say you're usin' voodoo, I seen your feet walk by themselves
If you want to live easy
Baby pack your clothes with mine
How can I explain?; Oh, it's so hard to get on
I'm glad to see you're still alive, you're lookin' like a saint.
That's how it is when things disintegrate
In the home of the brave, Jefferson turnin' over in his grave
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it
I see nothing to be gained by any explanation; There are no words that need to be said
All the people we used to know; Are an illusion to me now
Oh, baby, that god you been prayin' to; Is gonna give ya back what you're wishin' on someone else
The way is long but the end is near, Already the fiesta has begun
All the tired horses in the sun; How'm I supposed to get any ridin' done? Hmm.
The walls of pride are high and wide; Can't see over to the other side; It's such a sad thing to see beauty decay; It's sadder still, to feel your heart torn away
I've been down on the bottom of a world full of lies; I ain't looking for nothing in anyone's eyes
Lovin' you is the one thing I'll never regret.
And you never ask questions; When God's on your side.
Well my sense of humanity has gone down the drain
Here is your throat back; Thanks for the loan
I'm going back to New York City; I do believe I've had enough
She says, "What'll it be?"; I say, "I don't know, you got any soft boiled eggs?"
Now I wish I could write you a melody so plain; That could hold you dear lady from going insane
Trees that've stood for a thousand years suddenly will fall.
She said, "Be easy, baby,; There ain't nothin' worth stealin' in here."
You can make me cry; Never say goodbye
Never could learn to drink that blood; And call it wine
The night passed away so quickly; It always does when you're with me.
Are you looking at me and thinking of somebody else?
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.
as long as the world keeps a-turnin', I just keep a-turnin' too.
I thought somehow that I would be spared this fate
May you build a ladder to the stars; And climb on every rung.
goodbye's too good a word, gal; so I'll just say fare thee well
Well the desert is hot, the mountain is cursed,; Pray that I don't die of thirst,; Baby, two feet from the well.
The night is pitch black, come an' make my; Pale face fit into place, ah, please!
And every time you get this close; It makes me want to scream
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
You know, news of you has come down the line; Even before ya came in the door.; They say in your father's house, there's many mansions; Each one of them got a fireproof floor.
