The paint is old and peeling The shutters show some cracks There's a heavy limb on the apple tree That's got to be cut back There's some water in the
How many mountains can you climb how many poems do not rhyme how many night times in a day how many miles are you away Well, I've got to know now 'cause
They put me in the jailhouse they take away my money treat me like a white mouse man that isn't funny lock the door and throw away the key no one is allowed
Now when I put down my tools And my working day is through Yes, when I put down those dirty old tools And I need sweat no more I'll find you waiting at
I was doomed from the start When she captured my heart Now a big wild lion couldn't tear me apart From my one woman love Yes, my one woman love I can'
[ZED] Bring out The Gimp [MAYNARD] The gimp's sleeping [ZED] Well, I guess you'll just wake 'em up now, won't you? Comanche (Instrumental)
Momma don'tcha cry now Momma don'tcha cry now Just say your goodbyes now But Momma don'tcha cry I've been a foolish boy And I had to break the law just
Now the cupboards are empty But baby you don't care This way that I'm living Now that you're not here I'm walkin' the road But there's a long long way
Written by peter green. Shadows fall, children play And baby when the sun goes down They go away But these pains here inside Baby when the sun goes
Written by m. d. green. They put me in the jailhouse They take away my money Treat me like a white mouse Man that isn't funny Lock the door and throw
Written by m. d. green. I got a heartache tonight And the feel of the music just ain't right I got a heartache tonight And now my baby is gone there
Written by (traditional). Gotta keep movin' Gotta keep movin' Hellhound on my trail Hellhound on my trail If today was christmas day If today was christmas
Written by peter green. Now when I put down my tools And my working day is through Yes, when I put down those dirty old tools And I need sweat no more
Oh baby, you know I may be a fool I'm wastin' my time by goin' to school The way you got me holdin' your door I can't do my homework anymore I can't do
Written by peter green. If you are the one to temp me I am tempted When it's my turn to speak out I am empty When love comes to me this way I am blasted
I got a black magic woman I got a black magic woman Yes, I got a black magic woman She's got me so blind, I can't see That she's a black magic woman And
Written by peter green. Dear sleep Dear sleep A tender sleep Tonight Dear sleep Dear sleep A tender sleep Tonight Dear sleep Dear sleep A tender
Written by m.d. green. Last time I saw you - you were standing by the railroad, You had your suitcase in your hand I tried to stop you - but I only