All I know is something like a bird within her sang All I know she sang a little while and then flew on Tell me all that you know, I'll show you snow
Well, I taught that weeping willow how to cry, cry, cry Taught the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky Tears I cried for that woman are gonna flood
Well, the joint was jumpin', going around and around Hey, reelin' and a rockin', what a crazy sound Well, they never stopped rockin' till the moon went
When the last rose of summer pricks my finger And the hot sun chills me to the bone When I can't hear the song for the singer And I can't tell my pillow
Lay down my dear brothers Lay down and take your rest I want to lay your head upon your Savior's breast I love you all but Jesus loves you the best And
A man and a woman come together as strangers When they part they're usually strangers still It's like a practical joke played on us by our maker Empty
All of my friends come to see me last night I was laying in my bed and dying Annie Bonneau from St. Angel Say the weather down here so fine Just then
Well this job I've got is just a little too hard, Running out of money, lord, I need more pay. Gonna wake up in the morning lord, gonna pack my bags,
It seems like I've been here before Fuzzy then and still so obscure (Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye) And I don't want to see anybody cry Meet me some
In the attics of my life, full of cloudy dreams unreal Full of tastes no tongue can know, and lights no eye can see When there was no ear to hear, you
Fare you well, my honey Fare you well my only true one All the birds that were singing Are flown, except you alone Don't want to leave this broke down
Seems like I've been here before, Fuzzy then and still so obscure, good-bye, good-bye, good-bye, good-bye. And I don't want to see anybody cry, Meet me
There are times when you can beckon There are times when you must call You can take a lot of reckoning but you can't take it all There are times when
Gone are the days when the ox fall down Take up the yoke and plow the fields around Gone are the days when the ladies said "Please gentle Jack Jones won
Well now C., C.C. Rider, well now see See what you have done Well now C., C.C. Rider, well now see See what you have done Well you made me love you woman
Bringing me down, I'm running aground Blind in the light of the interstate cars Passing me by, the buses and semis Plunging like stones from a slingshot
behind And you know that notion just crossed my mind Trouble ahead, a lady in red Take my advice, you'd be better off dead Switchman's sleeping, train