I love you with all my heart All my soul, every part of me. It's all I can do to mark Where you end and where I start you see. Living long in my travels
When I'm walkin' these streets and I'm countin' my steps And I'm draggin' my feet 'cause I ain't ready yet To start all over again 'Cause every time that
Girl, don't bother in lockin' door He's out there hollering, "Darlin' don't you love me no more?" You always let him in before now didn't you He's just
Early this mornin' I was washin' my face Thinkin' 'bout goin' to town Sick and tired of hangin' around this place Waitin' on the blues to track me down
I got a brand new companion Man, I'm gonna do right this time Got a brand new companion Gonna do right this time Cools me with her breathin' Chases away
Now won't you lend your lungs to me? Mine are collapsing Plant my feet and bitterly breathe up the time that's passing Breath I take and breath I give
Living on the road, my friend Was gonna keep you free and clean Now you wear your skin like iron Your breath's as hard as kerosene You weren't your mama
I used to wake and run with the moon I lived like a rake and a young man I covered my lovers with flowers and wounds My laughter, the devil would frighten
Won't say I love you babe Won't say I need you babe But I'm gonna get you babe And I will not do you wrong Living's mostly wasting time And I'll waste
Don't you take it too bad if you're feelin' unlovin' If you're feelin unfeelin', if you're feelin' alone Don't you take it too bad 'cause it ain't you
A diamonds fades quickly when matched to the face of Maria All the harps they sound empty when she lifts her lips to the sky The brown of her skin makes
Here we go Oh Loretta, she's a barroom girl Wears them sevens on her sleeve Dances like a diamond shines Tells me lies I love to believe Her age is
I'm goin' out on the highway Listen to them big trucks whine I'm goin' out on the highway Listen to them big trucks whine White freight liner Won't you
Where I lead me I will travel Where I need me I will call me I'm no fool, I'll be ready, God knows I will be And in the meantime make a little money,
I am Kilrain and I'm a fightin' man And I come from County Clare And the Brits would hang me for a Fenian So I took my leave there And I crossed the
Carrie, darlin', Carrie, Carrie Brown, I cry If I can't marry Carrie Brown, believe I'd rather die Believe I'd rather die, boys, believe I'd rather die
Leroy was a farmer and an honest man Would have lived in Oklahoma all his days He just wanted left alone to work a piece of land But a hard wind come
I stood in line and left my name Took about six hours or so Well, the man just grinned like it was all a game Said they'd let me know I put in my time