How come the young fellas keep whippin' my ass? I'm almost out of gas, almost out of gas. If I was a Catholic, I'd take the last mass. I'm almost out
Betty Ann, Betty Ann, marry me while you can. It's the appointed hour, let us make haste. Them things is knockin', honey, down around your waist. As
Dear wrinkled face, Oh, lover friend. Best enemy, I love your hands. That whole fine mind Every place I find myself, Dear wrinkled face Such midnight
There's a whole lotta money in Fairfield, Fairfield, Fairfield, Whole lotta money in Fairfield, I'm gonna get me some. Them floaters they come down
InaBell is dead, Savior, and we pray that Thou wouldst give us the strength To lift her and carry her to her grave. InaBell is dead, and, Jesus, we'll
Like a dog, like a dog, I've sat by your door, Hoping for any scraps you might throw. And I whine sometimes 'cause I need your love. And I have loved
Well, look at Mattie Price, she's lookin' awful nice, Last time I seen her, she's 'bout to my knees. Now she don't even blink, you can't tell what she
That river will take you to Keokuk just as well As it'll take you past Eldon straight down to hell. Them boys'd been drinkin', two was real fat They
They groan as she passes, their time's gone by, They wasted their lives in anger and sighs. They groan as she passes, and make a few cracks, Once it
Say this deal's about over, and I guess that's true, Town used to have twelve stores, now we got two. Big boys movin' in, small farmers movin' on. The
Why do you even say that, say we'll meet somewhere? You hardly ever show up, you don't really care. So why do you even say that, say you got time for
I used to go out quite a lot, Chase to chase and shot to shot. I'm all done with that somehow, And it's your town now. These days the mighty eagle sings
Under The Paving Stones: The Beach Instrumental
Warm and lovely mystery, fire smiling through Before this moment fades away I want to know you I've got lightening in my pocket, thunder in my shoe Have
She got me under the influence Making me feel I could fly up so high With her love, it's my trust Gotta admit I'm addicted She got me under the influence
Chorus Babylon Breathe Babylon I see you people babylon and on and on Graven images, golden idols and false icons I'm seeking wisdom like Solomon
Believe Recieve Obtain Withstand Never die
I cry why O' why did my mommy have to die? Too many questions, no answers confuses my mind Like what did I do, what did she do, who's to blame No