In this empty room no more Bad news is all the wind can carry I heard a sound one morning I bowed my head to weep I heard a man dig my love's grave The
''My shadow follows me Wherever I should chance to go'', John The Gun did say. ''If you should chance to meet me As I wander to and fro, Sad would be
mind your business, then you won't be mindin' mine. Oh, the woman on our party line's the nosiest thing She picks up her receiver when she knows it's my
You gave so many things to remember you by Like a heart full of emptiness like tears in my eye When my heartaches all have gone It will be because you
I'm walking through a wasted land Of soft sell concrete and rust What ever happened to this country? Where is the hand you can trust? Walk down, walk
My young love said to me "My mother won't mind And my father won't slight you for your lack of kind" And she laid her hand on me and this she did say
cold and so sad The river too weary to flood The storming wind cut through to my skin But she cut through to my blood I was looking for trouble to tangle my
I feel for you, you little horror Safe at your mother?s breast No lucky break for you around the corner ?Cos your father is a bully And he thinks that
When the stone is grown too cold to kneel In crystal waters I'll be bound Cold as stone, weary to the sounds upon the wheel Now be thankful for good
Layla Layla Layla Oh Layla Layla Layla Layla And then she slew me, she tore me to pieces Her blood stained like a die And when I was dead, she brought me to life My
?re sorry if you think it?s a shame That I?m only a poor little beggar girl I?ll dance with my peg leg a-wiggling at the knee I?ll play on the accordion my
no thought of leaving I do not count the time For who knows where the time goes? Who knows where the time goes? And I am not alone while my love
There's riders in this county They're taking heads for bounty Wake up Corinne, they come to ride us down Sweetness we have tasted The time to move is
See the boys out walking The boys, they look so fine Dressed up in green velvet Their silver buckles shine Soon they?ll be bleary eyed Under a keg of
You must philosophise But why must you bore me to tears? You're red around the eyes You tell me things no one else hears You spend all your time