Must be getting early, clock are running late. Paint my love a morning sky, it's all cold. Dawn is breaking everywhere, light a candle, curse the glare
Sugar magnolia, blossoms blooming, heads all empty and I don't care, Saw my baby down by the river, knew she'd have to come up soon for air. Sweet blossom
better watch your speed Trouble ahead Trouble behind and you know that notion just crossed my mind Trouble ahead The Lady in Red Take my advice you be better off dead
Well the first days are the hardest days, don't you worry any more, 'Cause when life looks like Easy Street, there is danger at your door. Think this
I lit out from Reno, I was trailed by twenty hounds Didn't get to sleep last night 'till the morning came around. Set out runnin' but I take my time
Truckin' got my chips cashed in. Keep truckin', like the do-dah man Together, more or less in line, just keep truckin' on. Arrows of neon and flashing
My time coming, anyday, don't worry about me, no Been so long I felt this way, I'm in no hurry, no Rainbows and down that highway where ocean breezes
In another times forgotten space Your eyes looked from your mother's face Wallflower seed on the sand and stone May the four winds blow you safely home
Red and white, blue suede shoes, I'm Uncle Sam, how do you do? Gimme five, I'm still alive, ain't no luck, I learned to duck. Check my pulse, it don'
to do, to do for you to see you through? It's all a dream we dreamed one afternoon long ago Walk into splintered sunlight Inch your way through dead
See that girl, barefootin' along, Whistlin' and singin', she's a carryin' on. There's laughing in her eyes, dancing in her feet, She's a neon-light diamond
Right outside this lazy summer home you ain't got time to call your soul a critic no. Right outside the lazy gate of winter's summer home, wond'rin'
I went down to the mountain, I was drinking some wine, Looked up in the heavens Lord I saw a mighty sign, Writt'n fire across the heaven, plain as black
There's mosquitoes on the river Fish are rising up like birds It's been hot for seven weeks now, Too hot to even speak now, Did you hear what I just
Well I was drinkin' last night with a biker And I showed him a picture of you I said, "Pal get to know her, you'll like her Seemed like the least I could
If my words did glow with the gold of sunshine And my tunes were played on the harp unstrung, Would you hear my voice come thru the music, Would you
runner, what you standin' there for? Get up, get out, get out of the door Your playin' cold music on the barroom floor Drowned in your laughter and dead
he was penniless. Maybe in the morning, as the politician sipped breakfast tea, She lay cold and dead before the empty grate. Every year thousand of