Instrumental (except for Incoherent Babbling and occasional Screaming)
They heard me singing and they told me to stop Quit these pretentious things and just punch the clock These days my life I feel it has no purpose But
I remember it well, that day last spring When the snow lay deep on the mountain trails It was winter's last showin' and our last fling Before returning
Lords, can it be mistakes? Throughout the constant vows Of the lost and gone, blind and wrong Inside a faith without a home A fire that is cold But grows
The breeze was cool His kiss was fire The night birds sang their trills And when the moon was gone Hidden by the clouds I put the fire out somewhere in
The tucker box is empty now The heart of Kelly's country cleared The gangers on the southern line Like the steam trains have disappeared Pelicans glide
Ay, que por ti me muero, por ti no puedo Cambiar el curso de los vientos Se me seca la inocencia, siento que me muero Ay, que por ti me enredo, entre
It's like whatever I do Ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, oh [Verse 1:] Now, now she loved me, shawty I loved her. Used to jump up in the Maybach and roll out.
Dear Marion, as I write this down Dear Marion, I just make the bed then I need To go lie down But baby knows that I love to cry Over every little thing
I know it doesn't seem that way But maybe it's the perfect day Even though the bills are piling And maybe Lady Luck ain't smiling But if we'd only open
Anywhere in the world I go for you I've made up my mind, I've packed my bags I'm not returning home Until someone will give me reason too I lock the
Oh Mary this London's a wonderful sight With people here workin' by day and by night They don't sow potatoes, nor barley, nor wheat But there's gangs
John Stewart Chorus: Comin' from the mountains, across the Northern plains. It's off to California, then back again to Maine. Singin' a song that you
If you can't come along, love, then you must stay behind You're bound to say farewell to me I must bid you goodbye, though I hate to see you cry But I
My home is Colorado with their proud mountains tall Where the rivers like gypsy's down her black canyons fall I'm a long, long way from Denver with a
Once I was a big old bear Reigning blows on sparkly snares In the woods after the snow The white-noise witch her hammers cold Rest beneath the pine and
You call me a mountain And I call you the sea I'll stand tall and certain And watch you swallow me You can move me if you want to You can move a mountain
One evening as the sun went down And the jungle fires were burning, Down the track came a hobo hiking, And he said, "Boys, I'm not turning I'm headed
