When I noticed her the first time I was outside running barefoot in the rain She lived in the house next door And her nose was pressed against the window
I've been around a long time, more than I can say Search for the truth, still looking today Rode aboard a warship, went down in 42 But my God and I, we
I took my woman down to the local depot From there to anywhere if you want to you can go I said ?Now pretty mama I've had myself enough Of your fussing
Everybody's lookin' for some way in I'm lookin' for some way out I've been wastin' my time standin' in line If this is what it's all about All I got
If you see her and she mentions my name Tell her the times have but I have not changed All my friends know that I still feel the same If you see her and
We're all polyester poets and pickers of a kind With far too many questions for the answers in our minds Stranded in the middle but all is black and white
I was all right for awhile I could smile for awhile But I saw you last night You held my hand so tight As you stopped to say, "Hello" Oh, you wished
I've been down the Mississippi Down through New Orleans, yes I have I've played in California There ain't too much I haven't seen, no there ain't Lord
A long time forgotten Are dreams that just felt by the way And the good life he promised Ain't what she's living today But she never complains of The
Someone's gonna get hurt before you're through Someone's gonna pay for the things you do How many hearts must break, how many is it gonna take To satisfy
She was a flower for the takin' Her beauty cut just like a knife He was a banker from Macon He swore he'd love her all a his life He bought her a mansion
One foot on the mountain, the other one in the stream All kinds of trouble and I'm caught in between I can't change my way of doin', it's gonna lay like
I'm for the law and order the way that it should be This song's about the night they spent protecting you from me Someone called us outlaws in some old
Long ago and far away In my ol' common labor shoes I turned the world all which a way Just because you asked me to Like unto no other Feel simple love
This time if you want me to come back it's up to you But remember I won't allow the things you used to do You're gonna have to toe the mark and walk the
A vagabond dreamer, a rhymer and singer of songs Singing to no one and nowhere to really belong I met a beautiful lady, a pure Southern belle of the ball
Well, I woke up this mornin' it was drizzlin' rain Around the curve come a passenger train Heard somebody yodel and a hobo moan Jimmy he's dead, he's
On a greyhound bus Lord, I'm travelin' this morning I'm goin' to Shreveport And down to New Orleans Been travelin' these highways Been doin' things my