: There?s a prison on Route 41 Home to my father, first cousin, and son And I visit every weekend Not with my body but with prayers that I send I?ve
: Hey man Evening on the ground And there is no one else around So you will Blame me Blame me for the rocks and baby bones And broken lock on our garden
hidden deep in the ground God, there's a hangman that wants to come around How we rise when we're born Like the ravens in the corn On their wings, on
: There's a rooster, a hen, a black dog By my kid in the yard And I've tattooed the head Of the woman I've wed on my arm We sit on the lawn And she
by but baby, baby baby, baby Don't Look Down on Me (organ solo) Cause i won't grow apart cause you saw me baby, baby baby, baby Don't Look Down on
hard we tried Never knowing if ill live or die with you (repeat chorus) High on a mountain top The hole in my life High on a mountain top
is your guide Riding on fire - touching the sky Riding on fire - take you up so high Riding on fire - with tears in your eyes Riding on fire - and your
in my life --- x2 High on a mountain top The hole in my life High on a mountain top The hole in my life High on a mountain top
just pass him there why should we even care? He was turned to steel in the great magnetic field When he travelled time for the future of mankind Now the time is here for Iron
the next day it's a black flag and your chardonnay death row pardon 2 minutes too late (chrous) isn't it ironic, don't you think? it's like rain on your
is an oven and baking is wild Nothing is ever the way it should be What we deserve we just don't get to see A briefcase, a lunch and a man on the edge
) If you're gonna die (If you're gonna die) If you're gonna die If you're gonna die, die with your boots on If you're gonna try, well, stick around Gonna
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to You at last. And on my knees, I wept at Your feet, I finally believed, that You still loved me. Healing hands of God have mercy on our unclean souls
sky Shine on you crazy diamond You were caught on the cross fire of childhood and stardom blown on the steel breeze Come on you target for faraway laughter, come on
clarity of dream The blood so red, the grass so green The gleam of spur on Chestnut flank The cavalry did burst upon the ranks Oh, the iron will and iron
hidden deep in the ground God, there's a hangman that wants to come around How we rise when we're born like the ravens in the corn on their wings, on
