Well, now, I'm out here under guard tonight I wear the ball and chain Joined up to fight the Yankee cavalry Oh, we got here cold and hungry Then they
Only my soul, stops me crying Wondering why I feel alone And only my love keeps me from weeping so bad Giving me strength to carry on Lead me on through
One night I was lookin' high up at the sky A shootin' star was fallin' and I didn't know why Whenever it rains like this, I think of you I am sitting
When you're waltzing down the High Street Singing that sweet French perfume song Looking out for the boys who could sing along Moving like a dancer on
Oh, down by the river where the wildflower grow All the people comin' to a carnival show Got my little brother Bobby here, so come along Oh, we gotta
She was the keeper of all my reason Possessor of all I owned She kept me on the edge of darkness With words as cold as stone Then you came along Your
Didn't want no MTV, Didn't want no VH-1 Was a time so long ago Yeah, we had some punk-rock fun Made a great big noise For all the girls and boys It was
And when the day is done I'll find you woman and run Don't ask no questions And you won't get no lies And if you steal away I'll be your only lover And
Yeah! Bring me water, bring me coal We just missed hittin' that telephone pole Yeah, we're fallin' down in a cactus patch When it get dark, you light
Bobby had a background He'd done some prison time He borrowed a police car Drove it over the state line His partner wore a red dress She looked like Stubby
Oh, you told me you were burned by holy water And the priest forgot the words, he was trying to say It seems your best friend is your own reflection And
Monsters of the id No longer stayin' hid And terrors of the night Are out in broad daylight No need to knock on wood Don't stop to say a prayer It won
Here, where the air's too thick to breathe I'll hit the road now, and take my leave No-one will care, I'll slip away Into the sun Where the clouds all
A gamblin' man was dealin' I drew a jack a' spades A-way down in the swamp somewhere Deep in the Everglades The candle on the table Lit up your face and
The city streets burst at their seams And flood the earth with people's dreams But you're only concerned with some new shoe Once up Broadway, we had walked
Spoken: Okay, now, try to stay quiet. Chorus: Wake up, Sally, yeah, the cops are here And they keep knockin' at the door Flashlights shinin' through the
Ringin' on the telephone, pick it up and say What's a man to do with all the trouble 'round today? Heard it takes a worried man to sing a worried song
It may look easy When you look at me But it took years of effort To become the mess that you see Now what kind of woman Take you for a ride Down the