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New corn yellow and slaughterhouse red The birds keep singing Baby after your dead I’m gonna miss you plenty Big old world With our abalone earrings And your mother of pearl Stop and get me on the ride up Stop and get me on the ride up Stop and get me on the ride up I’m only goin I’m, only goin I’m only goin to the top Of the hill I need your moon to be the sky Sky against Don’t get your trouser button Stuck on the fence Diego red and bedlam money are fine Why don’t you come up here And see me sometime Stop and get me on the ride up Stop and get me on the ride up Stop and get me on the ride up I’m only goin I’m, only goin I’m only goin to the top Of the hill There’s very little leeway I seen a mattress on the freeway The moon rises over Dog Street Jefferson said every things reet Have all the lights burned Out on heaven again I’ll never roll the number 7 again I’m made of bread and I’m on an Ocean of wine I hear all the birdies On the phone just fine Stop and get me on the ride up Stop and get me on the ride up Stop and get me on the ride up I’m only goin I’m, only goin I’m only goin to the top Of the hill Black joke and the bean soup Big sky and the Ford Coupe Old maid and the dry bones Red Rover and the Skinny Bones Jones 47 mules to pull this train We’re getting married In the pouring rain You need your differential and Plenty of oil You load the wagon till The end of the world Stop and get me on the ride up Stop and get me on the ride up Stop and get me on the ride up I’m only goin I’m only goin I’m only goin to the top Of the hill What’s your throttle made of Is it money or bone Don’t doddle or you’ll Never get home Opium, fireworks, vodka and meat Scoot over and save me a seat Stop and get me on the ride up Stop and get me on the ride up Stop and get me on the ride up I’m only goin I’m, only goin I’m only goin to the top Of the hill If I had it all to do all Over again I’d try to rise above the land of man Why don’ cha gimme nother Sip of your cup Turn a Rolls Royce into a Chicken coup, uh huh Stop and get me on the ride up Stop and get me on the ride up Stop and get me on the ride up I’m only goin I’m, only goin I’m only goin to the top Of the hill
Well I learned the trade From Piggy Knowles and Sing Sing Tommy Shay Boys god used me as hammer boys To beat his weary drum today Hoist that rag Hoist that rag The sun is up the world is flat Damn good address for a rat The smell of blood The drone of flies You know what to do if The baby cries Hoist that rag Hoist that rag Well we stick our fingers in The ground, heave and Turn the world around Smoke is blacking out the sun At night I pray and clean my gun The cracked bell rings as The ghost bird sings and the gods Go begging here So just open fire As you hit the shore All is fair in love And war Hoist that rag Hoist that rag Hoist that rag Hoist that rag
God said don’t give me your Tin horn prayers Don’t buy roses off the street down there Took it all and took the dirt road home Dreaming of Jenny with the light brown hair Night is falling like a bloody axe Lies and rumors and the wind at my back Hand on the wheel gravel on the road Will the pawn shop sell me back what I sold I’m gonna take the sins of my father I’m gonna take the sins of my mother I’m gonna take the sins of my brother Down to the pond Birds cry warning from a hidden branch Carving out a future with a gun and an axe I’m way beyond the gavel and the laws of man Still living in the palm of the grace of your hand The worlds not easy the blind man said Turns on nothing but money and dread Dogs been scratching at the door all nite Long neck birds flying out of the moon light I’m gonna take the sins of my father I’m gonna take the sins of my mother I’m gonna take the sins of my brother Down to the pond Smack dab in the middle of a dirty lie The star spangled glitter of his one good eye Everybody knows that the game was rigged Justice wears suspenders and a powdered wig Dark town alleys been hiding you Long bell tolling is your waterloo Oh baby what can you do Does the light of god blind you Or lead the way home for you? I’m gonna take the sins of my father I’m gonna take the sins of my mother I’m gonna take the sins of my brother Down to the pond God all mighty for righteousness sake Humiliation of our fallen state Written in the book of too bold Cain A long black over coat will show no stain Feel the heat and the burn on your back The rip and the moan and the stretch of the rack All my belongings in a flour sack Will the place I come from Take me back I’m gonna take the sins of my father I’m gonna take the sins of my mother I’m gonna take the sins of my brother Down to the pond They’ll hang me in the morning on a scaffold yea big To dance upon nothing to the tyborn jig Treats you like a puppet when your under its spell Oh the heart is heaven But the mind is hell Jesus of Nazareth told Mike of the weeds I’s born at this time for a reason you see When I’m dead I’ll be dead a long time But the wines so pleasing and so sublime I’m gonna take the sins of my father I’m gonna take the sins of my mother I’m gonna take the sins of my brother Down to the pond Kissed my sweetheart by the china ball tree Everything I done is between God and me Only he will judge how my time was spent 29 days of sinning and 40 to repent the horse is steady but the horse is blind wicked are the branches on the tree of mankind the roots grow upward and the branches grow down its much too late to throw the dice again I’ve found I’m gonna take the sins of my father I’m gonna take the sins of my mother I’m gonna take the sins of my brother Down to the pond I’m gonna wash them I’m gonna wash them I’m gonna wash the sins of my Father I’m gonna wash the sins of my Mother I’m gonna wash the sins of my Brother Till the water runs clear Till the water runs clear
Strip Poker Motel Got a small blue tail Hot ice, cold cash I never been no good at Staying out of jail Wheel spin, roulette Who’s giving, don’t get Ripped shirt, black eye Tuxedo, bow tie Dark sound, straight road Get lost, get loaded Enlisted men, off duty Stolen clouds, dark beauty Cold gun, wild rose Night clerk, door closed Lie down baby Your love is a faucet ahhhh Called China, cell phone Chun King, not home You know I feel like a Preacher waving a gun around Shake it Shake it Shake it baby Shake it Shake it Shake it now Shake it Shake it Shake it baby Shake it Shake it Shake it now Outside, it’s damp Put a towel on that lamp You look hot in this Light I can love you all night Shoes off, hair down Got a pink night gown Mike Tyson, KO’ed On the wild, blue road Small town, straight road That rooster, done crowed Flat tire, homemade cross You know I feel like a Preacher waving a gun around Shake it Shake it Shake it baby Shake it Shake it Shake it now Shake it Shake it Shake it baby Shake it Shake it Shake it now
Don’t go into that barn, yea Don’t go into that barn, yea Black cellophane sky at midnite Big blue moon with three gold rings I called Champion to the window And I pointed up above the trees That’s when I heard my name in a scream Coming from the woods, out there I let my dog run off the chain I locked my door real good with a chair Don’t go into that barn, yea Don’t go into that barn, yea Everett Lee broke loose again Its worse than the time before Cause he’s high on potato and tulip wine Fermented in the muddy rain of course A drunken wail a drunken train Blew through the birdless trees Oh, you’re alone alright Your alone alright How did I know How did I know Don’t go into that barn, yea Don’t go into that barn, yea An old black tree Scratching up the sky With boney, claw like fingers A rusty black rake Digging up the turnips Of a muddy cold grey sky Shiny tooth talons Coiled for grabbing a stranger Happening by And the day went home early And the sun sank down into The muck of a deep dead sky Don’t go into that barn, yea Don’t go into that barn, yea Bank since Saginaw Calinda was born It’s been cotton, soybeans, tobacco and corn Behind the porticoed house of a Long dead farm They found the falling down timbers Of a spooky old barn Out there like a slave ship Upside down Wrecked beneath the waves of a rain When the river is low They find old bones and When they plow they always Dig up chains Don’t go into that barn, yea Don’t go into that barn, yea Did you bury your fire? Yes sir Did you cover your tracks? Yes sir Did you bring your knife? Yes sir Did they see your face? No sir Did the Mom see you? No sir Did you go cross the river? Yes sir Did you fix your rake? Yes sir Did you stay down wind? Yes sir Did you hide your gun? Yes sir Did you smuggle your rum? Yes sir How did I know How did I know How did I know Don’t go into that barn, yea Don’t go into that barn, yea Don’t forget that I warned you Don’t go into that barn, yea Don’t go into that barn, yea Don’t go into that barn, yea No shirt no coat Put me on a flat boat Dover, down to Covington Covington to Louisville Louisville to Henderson Henderson to Smithland Smithland to Memphis Down to Vicksburg to Natchez put me on a Flat boat Dover Dam To Covington, Covington to Louisville, Louisville to Henderson….
He had 3 whole dollars A worn out car And a wife who was Leaving for good Life’s made of trouble Worry pain and struggle She wrote good bye in The dust on the hood They found a map of Missouri Lipstick on the glass They must of left In the middle of the nite And I want to know The same thing Everyone wants to know How it going to end? Behind a smoke colored Curtain, the girl Disappeared, they found out The ring was a fake A tree born crooked Will never grow straight She sunk like a hammer into the lake A long lost letter and And old leaky boat Promises are never meant To keep And I want to know The same thing Everyone wants to know How it going to end? The barn leaned over The vultures dried their wings The moon climbed up an empty sky The sun sank down behind the tree On the hill There’s a killer and he’s coming Thru the rye But maybe he’s the Father Of that lost little girl It’s hard to tell in this light And I want to know The same thing Everyone wants to know How it going to end? Drag your wagon and your plow Over the bones of the dead Out among the roses and the weeds You can never go back And the answer is no And wishing for it only Makes it bleed Joel Tornabene was broken On the wheel Shane and Bum Mahoney on the lamb The grain was as gold As Sheila’s hair All the way from Liverpool With all we could steal He was robbed of twenty dollars His body found stripped Cast into the harbour There and drowned And I want to know The same thing Everyone wants to know How it going to end? The sirens are snaking their Way up the hill It’s last call somewhere in The world The reptiles blend in with the Color of the street Life is sweet at the edge Of a razor And down in the front row of An old picture show The old man is asleep As the credits start to roll And I want to know The same thing Everyone wants to know How it going to end?
Are you ready, are you ready Koocky Parker told Bowlegged Sal They all know how to kick it in Cal They’re playing this dope and this money tune Dancing baby with a 7 mile broom Things are bulging out the rafters Like hell Dddddown there at the Hush Hotel They’re jumping right out of their Seats, dancing to the bran’ new beat Do……the Metropolitan Glide Do……the Metropolitan Glide The floor is polished and you Momma’s gone You can quake and roll and moan 29 gypsies in a Cadillac stoned Turn off the ringer on your cellular phone Whip the air like a Rainbow Trout Drag your tail pipe till you bottom out Do……the Metropolitan Glide Do……the Metropolitan Glide Do……the Metropolitan Glide Do……the Metropolitan Glide The low bottom of the china moon The black swan and the way too soon Ace pocket and the dog bone gone The peacock and the mean black swan The rain shower and high heeled shoe Bombay money and I know I can do it The sink hole and the victory dance Its in the pocket in the real tight pants Ddddo the Metropolitan Glide Ddddo the Metropolitan Glide Show your teeth bray like a calf You kill me with your machine gun laugh You make me trouble with the floor That’s creaking I’ve been ready to ka boom for a week Put on your stockings and your powder and blush Keep it all on the hush, hush, hush Do……the Metropolitan Glide Do……the Metropolitan Glide
She was a middle class girl In over her head She thought she would Stand up in the deep end He had a bullet proof smile He had money to burn She thought she had the moon In her pocket… But now she’s dead She’s so dead forever Dead and lovely now I ‘ve always been told to Remember this Don’t let a fool kiss you Never marry for love He was hard to impress He knew everyone’s secrets He wore her on his arm Just like jewelry He never gave but he got He kept her on a leash He’s not the kind of wheel You fall asleep at But now she’s dead She’s so dead Forever dead and Lovely now Come closer look deep You’ve fallen fast Just like a plane on a Stormy sea She made up someone to be She made up somewhere to Be from This is one business in the World where that’s no Problem at all Every thing that is left They will only plow under Soon every one you know Will be gone But now she’s dead She’s so dead Forever dead and Lovely now I’ve always been told to Remember this Don’t let a kiss fool you Never marry for love Now they’re all watching The sea What’s lost can never be broken Her roots were sweet But they were shallow But now she’s dead She’s so dead Forever dead and Lovely now
We put up our tent on a dark Green knoll, outside of town by The train tracks and a seagull dump Topping the bill was Horse Face Ethel And her Marvelous Pigs in satin We pounded our steaks in the ground All powder brown And the branches spread like scary Fingers reaching – we Were in a pasture in Kankakee And one eyed Myra, the queen of The galley who trained the Ostrich and the camels She looked at me squinty with her One good eye in a Roy Orbison t-shirt as she bottle fed an Orangutan named Tripod and then there was Yodeling Elaine the Queen of the air who wore a Dollar sign medallion and she Had a tiny bubble of spittle Around her nostril and a Little rusty tear, for she had Lassoed and lost another Tipsy sailor and over in The burnt yellow tent By the frozen tractor, the Music was like electric sugar And Zuzu Bolin played “ Stavin’ Chain” and Mighty Tiny on the saw and he Threw his head back with a Mouth full of gold teeth And they played lopsided heart And moon over Dog Street and By the time they played Moanin Low I was soakin wet and wild eyed And Doctor Bliss slipped me a Preparation and I fell asleep with Livery Stable Blues in my ear And me and Molley Hoey drank Pruno and Koolaid she had a Tattoo gun made out of a cassette Motor and a guitar string and she soaked a hanky in 3 roses and rubbed it on the spot and she drew a rickety heart and a bent arrow and it hurt like hell and Funeral Wells spun Poodle Murphy on the target As he threw his hardware, only Once in Sheboygan did he miss At a matinee on Diamond Pier and She’d never let him forget it They were doing two shows and she Had a high fever and he took Off a piece of her ear and Tip Little told her she should Leave the bum but Poodle said, “he fetched me Last time I run” and I’d Like to hammer this ring into A bullet and I wish I Had some whiskey and a gun My dear, I wish I had some Whiskey and a gun my dear
Long way going to Get my medicine Sky’s the autumn grey of A lonely wren Piano from a window played Gone tomorrow, gone Yesterday I found it in the street At first I did not see Lying at my feet a Trampled rose Passing the hat in church It never stops going round You never pay just once To get the job done What I done to me, I done To you, What happened to The trampled rose? In the muddy street, with The fireworks and leaves A blind man with a cup I asked Would he play “Kisses Sweeter Than Wine” I know that rose like I Know my name, the One I gave my love It was the same, now I find it in the street A trampled rose
Lay your head where My heart used to be Hold the earth above me Lay down in the green grass Remember when you loved me Come closer don’t be shy Stand beneath a rainy sky The moon is over the rise Think of me as a train goes by Clear the thistles and brambles Whistle didn’t he ramble Now there’s a bubble of me And its floating in thee Stand in the shade of me Things are now made of me The weather vane will say It smells like rain today God took the stars and he Tossed ‘em can’t tell The birds from the blossoms You’ll never be free of me He’ll make a tree from me Don’t say good bye to me Describe the sky to me And if the sky falls mark My words – we’ll catch mocking birds Lay your head where My heart used to be Hold the earth above me Lay down in the green grass Remember when you loved me
Well I stood on the corner Til my feet got wet I stood by the faucet Till the sink filled up I stood by the window Till the moon came up My baby bought a ticket Long as my clothes line Na na na na na My baby went and left me In a ’49 Ford Going down the highway in a 49 sword my baby ripped my heart out with every turn of the moon somebody told me there’s never been a rose without a thorn na na na na na na na na na na na na And if I was a tree I’d be a cut down tree And if I was a bed I’d be an unmade bed I’ll get my 32/20 and it’ll Have to do Na na na na na na Gone like the wind in The meadow And the rain on the hill You even left your lipstick And your powder and your blush Baby gonna leave me On a Grey Hound Bus The stars are meeting All across the sky Na na na na na I let the dog out But he didn’t come back Stood on the corner till My feet got wet Baby gonna leave me in a 49 Ford I stood by the window Till the moon came up Na na na na na Na na na na na
Well my baby’s so fine Even her car looks good From behind Well my baby’s so fine Even her car looks good From behind But the train that took My baby… It went clang, boom and steam
She took all my money And my best friend You know the story Here it comes again I have no pride I have no shame You gotta make it rain Since you gone Deep inside it hurts I’m just another sad Guest on this dark earth I want to believe in the Mercy of the world again Make it rain, make it rain The nite’s too quiet Stretched out alone I need the whip of thunder And the winds dark moan I’m not Able, I’m just Cain Open up the heavens Make it rain I’m close to heaven Crushed at the gate They sharpen their knives On my mistakes What she done you can’t Give it a name Just make it rain With out her love With our your kiss Hell can’t burn me More than this I’m burning up all this pain Open up the heavens Make it rain I’m born to trouble I’m born to fate Inside a Promise I can’t escape It’s the same old world But nothing looks the same Make it rain Make it rain Make it rain
I got your letter today And I miss you all so much here I can’t wait to see you all And I’m counting the days dear I still believe that there’s gold At the end of the world and I’ll Come home to Illinois on the Day after tomorrow Its so hard and Its cold here And I’m tired of taking orders And I miss old Rockford town Up by the Wisconsin border What I miss you won’t believe Shoveling snow and raking leaves And my plane will touch down On the day after tomorrow I close my eyes every nite And I dream that I can Hold you They fill us full of lies, everyone buys Bout what it means to Be a soldier, I still don’t Know how I’m supposed to feel bout All the blood that’s been spilled Will God on this throne Get me back home On the day after tomorrow You can’t deny, the other side Don’t want to die anymore Then we do, what I’m Trying to say is don’t they pray To the same God that we do? And Tell me how does God Choose, who’s prayers does he Refuse? who turns the wheel Who rolls the dice, on the Day after tomorrow I’m not fighting for justice I am not fighting for freedom I am fighting for my life and Another day in the world here I just do what I’ve been told We’re just the gravel on the road And only the lucky ones come Home, on the day after tomorrow And the summer it too Will fade and with it Brings the winter’s frost dear And I know we too are made Of all the things that we have Lost here, I’ll be 21 today I been saving all my pay And my plane will touch down On the day after tomorrow
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