Down
about it
Gotta own up on my own somehow
Toss the beginning and try to live it down
'N work my way out i been so down about it
It gets the same every time i shy
Away from blame an i stand my time
You can understand why i been so down about it
She's gonna give me all the time i need
To finished it and i can't i'll sleep over
And out like a light when it's not plugged in
Fading around if it stars again
You just don't get it when i get so down about it
I drop you a hint so i hope you don't catch
You fumble your keys and i throw the latch
you'll still worried that i get so down about it
She's gonna give me all the time i need
To finished it and i can't i'll sleep over
The
turnpike down
I'm lost in the see-through
Pane always need a bath
Between a want and a need to,
Butterscotch streetlamps mark my path
My country was of thee
Now why'd you have to leave
How'd this come to have to pass
Butterscotch streetlaps mark my path
Mark my path, mark my path down
Mark my path, mark my path down
Mark my path, mark my path down
Mark my path, mark my path down
The
outdoor type
Always had a roof above me always paid the rent
And I never set foot inside a tent
Couldn't build a fire to save my life
I lied about being the outdoor type
I never slept out underneath the stars
The closest that I came to that was one time my car
Broke down for an hour in the suburbs at night
I lied about being the outdoor type
Too scared to let you know
You knew what you were looking for
I lied until I fit the bill god bless the great
I lied about being the out door type
I never own a sleepin bag let alone a mountain bike
I can't go away with you on a rock climbing weekend
What if somethings on TV it's never shown again
It's just as well I'm not invited I'm afraid of heights
I lied about being the outdoor type
Never learned to swim can't grow a beard or even fight
I lied about being the outdoor type
Buddy
She's coming over
We'll go out walking,
Make a call on the way
She's in the phone
booth now, I'm looking in
There comes a smile on her face
There's still some of the same stuff we got yesterday
There's still some of the same stuff we got yesterday, yeah
I'm too much with myself,
I wanna be someone else
I'm too much with myself,
I wanna be someone else
I'm too much with myself,
I wanna be someone else
So we take off out Fiona's door
Walk until it's light outside,
Like before when we were on the phone
We have to laugh
to look at each other
We have to laugh
cause we're not alone
As the cars fly up King St
It's enough to startle us,
It's enough to startle us
I love my drug buddy
My drug, my drug buddy
I love my drug buddy
My drug, my drug buddy
The
same thing you thought hard about
is the same part i can live without
Another joke at my expense
I can't believe where the time went
Or how the past became the present tense
It's all going out for me
A trap door underneath my shoe
I stepped aside to let her loose
I stepped aside to let her through
It's all blowing out to sea
And the same thing you thought hard about
Is the same part I can live without
I can't believe how far I slid
But secretly I'm glad I did
I can't believe how far I slid
I guess I had to see
A broken heart and two black eyes
But you should see the other guy
Forget it how, forget it why
It's all blowing out to sea
And the same thing you thought hard about
Is the same part I can live without
Ride
with me
That pencil smell,
Reminds me of school
The clock on the wall
I can no longer fool
Time to get in my car
Been so dull, tired and tight
Time to trust these old tires
Time to not say goodnight
Jesus rides with me
His will is plain to feel
Come on, you can be
Got yourself to steal
He's everywhere
Sends me straight across the plain
He's in your hair,
He'll forgive me my pain
You're my girl, don't you show it
To know you know is to know it
When you can't trust yourself
Baby, trust someone else
Jesus rides with me
His will is plain to feel
Come on, you can be
Got yourself to steal
You're my girl, don't you show it
To know you know is to know it
When you can't trust yourself,
Baby, trust someone else
Ride with me
Ride with me
Ride with me
Frying
pan
One laugh in the middle of a struggle,
Diamond at the bottom of a puddle.
Did you ever stare at the moon, 'till you saw double,
I hear you walk away from trouble.
Good love, there ain't no denying,
Say bad love, somebody ain't trying
Did you ever walk some place, just take time,
Or take the fast road and get going.
And then the rules break, there's no mistake,
These are precious times, you and I,
We walk the line.
We walk the line.
I looked in a frying pan,
I sang a song.
I looked at a dying man.
He sang along.
Excuse
Me Mister
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Thirteen
Won't you let me walk you home from school
Won't you let me meet you at the pool
Maybe Friday I can
Get tickets for the dance
And I'll take you
Won't you tell your dad, ";Get off my
back";
Tell him what we said about ";Paint It, Black";
Rock 'n Roll is here to stay
Come inside where it's okay
And I'll shake you.
Won't you tell me what you're thinking of.
Would you be an outlaw for my love
If it's so, well, let me know
If it's ";no,"; well, I can go.
I won't make you.
Stove
The gas man came,
took out our electric stove
I helped him carry her
He told me he had been a prize fighter once
Shuffled her through and out the door
We walked back in talked 'bout his boy at U.V.M.
And we began to put the new stove in
But I miss my stove
She's all alone
Call it love
She's been replaced
I miss my stove
She's all alone
She's right out front
And looks a mess
Unwanted guest
We lied to her
I miss my stove
Feel sad I guess
I know I shouldn't think about it anymore
"What's the point?" you say
But I'm reminded each time I walk out my door
My stove is gone to stay
He walked back in talked 'bout his boy at U.V.M.
And we began to put the new stove in
But I miss my stove
She's all alone
Call it love
She's been replaced
I miss my stove
She's all alone
She's right out front
And looks a mess
Unwanted guest
We lied to her
I miss my stove
Feel sad I guess
Half the time
There's a crow flying down
from over the hill
Cracked paint
On my window sill
Each morning broke
Provides a girl
Forget my evening
Feeling world
When day gets dark
It seeps into my skin
And I call the spark
That kept me sane
Can't talk to you it's plain,
Won't start to name my pain,
Or forget I don't know why
You tugged the corner of my eye
Movin' up the neck of my guitar
I turn the lamp off,
I see where you are
Your one light slowly fading in my mind
The furthest from my head
Half the time
Simple point too bright to leave the sky
You're dissolving in my eye, in my eye
My closed eye
Half the time
Mountain Dew and Malboro
While I stew over er all I owe
My eyes set wet against the breeze
Guide the sun into the trees
Where squirrels are holding
Acorns in their teeth
I can't see into
Why I made you leave
Your one light slowly fading in my mind
The furthest from my head
Half the time
A simple point revolving in my sky
You're dissolving in my eye
Ba-de-da
I get so tired, hangin' around this town
This old city life, sure brings a fellow down
Ba de da
I get so tired tryin' to sleep at night
These old city lights, they keep burnin' bright
Ba de da
Ba de da
Fraulein
Far across the deep blue waters, lives an old German's daughter
On the banks of the old river Rhine
There I loved her and left her, and I can't forget her
Oh she was my pretty Frau-lein.
FrauIein, Fraulein, walk down by the river
Tonight when those stars start to shine
By those same stars above you, but I'll swear that I love
you
Oh you are my pretty frau-lein.
When my memories wander, away over yonder
To the one that I left behind
In a moment of glory, a face comes before me
The face of my pretty fraulein.
Fraulein, Fraulein, walk down by the river
Tonight when the stars start to shine
By thosesame stars above you, but I'll swear that I love
you
Oh you are my pretty fraulein.
Sam Stone
Sam Stone came home,
To the wife and family
After serving in the conflict overseas.
And the time that he served,
Had shattered all his nerves,
And left a little shrapnel in his knees.
But the morhpine eased the pain,
And the grass grew round his brain,
And gave him all the confidence he lacked,
With a purple heart and a monkey on his back.
There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes,
Jesus Christ died for nothin I suppose.
Little pitchers have big ears,
Don't stop to count the years,
Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios.
Sam Stone's welcome home
Didn't last too long.
He went to work when he'd spent his last dime
And soon he took to stealing
When he got that empty feeling
For a hundred dollar habit without overtime.
And the gold roared through his veins
Like a thousand railroad trains,
And eased his mind in the hours that he chose,
While the kids ran around wearin' other peoples' clothes...
Sam Stone was alone
When he popped his last balloon,
Climbing walls while sitting in a chair.
Well, he played his last request,
While the room smelled just like death,
With an overdose hovering in the air.
But life had lost it's fun,
There was nothing to be done,
But trade his house that he bought on the GI bill,
For a flag-draped casket on a local hero's hill
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My baby's gone
Hold back the rushing minutes
Make the wind lie still
Don't let the moonlight shine across the lonely hill
Dry all the raindrops
hold back the sun
My world has ended my baby's gone
The milkman whistles sofltly as he comes up to my door
And the mailman bring the letters by just like he did before
They seem so busy all day long as if there's nothing wrong
Don't they the know the world has ended my baby's gone
Hold back the rushing minutes
Make the wind lie still
Don't let the moonlight shine across the lonely hill
Dry all the raindrops
hold back the sun
My world has ended my baby's gone
A Tribute
to Hank Williams
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