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SEE THAT SPIDER CRAWLIN’ UP THAT WALL
SEE THAT SPIDER CRAWLIN’ UP THAT WALL
HE’S CRAWLIN’ UP THAT WALL TO GET HIS ASHES HAULED
A SPIDER’S WEB IS MADE OF SILK & LIGHT
A SPIDER’S WEB IS MADE OF SILK & LIGHT
IN THE SHADOW SHE SPINS BY THE MOON IN MY ROOM AT NIGHT
I WATCH THE SPIDER TAKE ANOTHER STEP
I WATCH THE SPIDER TAKE ANOTHER STEP
THE MORE I MOVE, THE CLOSER THAT SHE GETS
THE WEB GETS LONGER AS THE LIGHT BREAKS THROUGH THE LINE
THE WEB GETS LONGER AS THE LIGHT BREAKS THROUGH THE LINE
LET ME TELL YOU FRIENDS, I HAVEN’T GOT MUCH TIME
THE GRAVEYARD SURE IS A MEAN OLD PLACE
THE GRAVEYARD SURE IS A MEAN OLD PLACE
THEY THROW YOU DOWN IN A HOLE & DUMP DIRT IN YOUR FACE
I DID MORE FOR YOU BABY THAN THE GOOD LORD’S EVER DONE
I DID MORE FOR YOU BABY THAN THE GOOD LORD’S EVER DONE
I WENT DOWNTOWN & BOUGHT YOU SOME HAIR
THE GOOD LORD HE NEVER GAVE YOU NONE
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I TOOK A WALK DOWN ALONG LAKE PONTCHATRAIN
I WENT TO SEE THE LEVEES AFTER IT RAINED
I’D NO IDEA WHAT I WOULD FIND ALONG THE WAY
I’D NO IDEA WHAT WOULD GREET ME
LAST SHE WAS SEEN WAS HEADING DOWN BY THE RAVINE
WHERE SHE WOULD BREATHE IN THE SWEET MAGNOLIA TREES
I’M WAITING FOR THE POLICE, THE HOUR’S GETTING LATE
HERE COME AN ALLIGATOR, I DON’T LIKE HIS FACE
THERE’S A BODY AT THE BOTTOM OF THE LAKE
IT MIGHT BE MARY, MIGHT BE FRED, IT MIGHT BE JAKE
LOOKS LIKE MRS LANDRY, BUT IT HASN’T GOT A FACE
THERE’S A BODY AT THE BOTTOM OF THE LAKE
WELL, I COULD TELL SOMETHING BAD WAS GOING ON
IT’S ALWAYS TRUE WHEN A BLOATED CORPSE COMES ALONG
I’D BE QUESTIONED BUT MY ALIBI WAS STRONG
I’D BEEN DRINKING ALL MORNING
THERE’S A BODY AT THE BOTTOM OF THE LAKE
IT MIGHT BE MADDY, MIGHT BE RÉMI, MIGHT BE JAKE
LOOKS LIKE BRUCE DEMPSEY, BUT IT HASN’T GOT A FACE
THERE’S A BODY AT THE BOTTOM OF THE LAKE
ABOUT THIS TIME I WAS TAKEN IN FOR QUESTIONING
SERGEANT BRADLEY ROSE WOULD COTTON NO SHENANIGANS
ASKED ME WHAT I KNEW, WHAT I’D SEEN & WHERE I’D BEEN
I SAID, “I’D LIKE TO SEE A LAWYER”
IT SEEMS A KID HAD GIVEN HIM THE RUN AROUND
KID HAD SEEN IT ALL BUT WOULDN’T RAT NOBODY OUT
NOW HE’D HALF A MIND TO SEND ME PENITENTIARY BOUND
THAT’S WHEN I THREW UP ON HIS OXFORDS
THERE’S A PARTY GOING ON AT PONTCHATRAIN
BUT NOT THE KIND WHERE YOU’RE LIKELY ENTERTAINED
THE KIND THE POLICE DRAG THE WATERS FOR A BRAIN
THERE’S A BODY AT THE BOTTOM OF THE LAKE
DISTRICT ATTORNEY HAD ME ON THE WITNESS STAND
SIX WAYS TO SUNDAY, I NEVER HAD CHANCE
EVEN HAD EVIDENCE MY EX-WIFE WAS A MAN
NOW DID WE REALLY HAVE TO GO THERE?
SOON MY CELEBRITY IT STARTING KICKING IN
A HIGH-PRICED LAWYER PROVED I HADN’T DONE A THING
I BEAT THE RAP, NOW I’M FREE, I’M FREE AGAIN
BUT STILL THE MURDERER WALKS FREE
THERE’S A BODY AT THE BOTTOM OF THE LAKE
IT MIGHT BE MARY, MIGHT BE FRED, IT MIGHT BE JAKE
LOOKS LIKE MRS LANDRY, BUT IT HASN’T GOT A FACE
THERE’S A BODY AT THE BOTTOM OF THE LAKE
THERE’S A BODY AT THE BOTTOM OF THE LAKE
IT MIGHT BE CHLOE, MIGHT BE CLAUDETTE, MIGHT BE JAKE
LOOKS LIKE JOE WHITNEY, BUT IT HASN’T GOT A FACE
THERE’S A BODY AT THE BOTTOM OF THE LAKE
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LANDRY WALKED WITH A CANE
AND A DOG HE CALLED BLUE
DIDN’T HAVE MUCH TO SAY
HE HAD NO TIME FOR FOOLS
SAID HE MET HIS WIFE
BEFORE HE MOVED TO TERREBONNE
SHE KNEW HE HAD MONEY
AND HE KNEW WHAT SHE WAS
I WAS JUST A CHILD
I MUST HAVE BEEN 13
I WOULD SIT BY THE RIVER BANKS
SINGING TO THE TREES
ALONG THE ATCHAFALAYA RIVER
MOSQUITOES BUZZ LIKE BEES
IT WAS A WONDERFUL CHILDHOOD
IT ENDED SUDDENLY
IT WAS UNDER THE SHADE
OF A SWELTERING SUN
WHEN THE ONLY THING BUSY
WAS THE TRIGGER ON A GUN
ACROSS THE RIVER BED
I HEARD THE LOUDENING WORDS
TWO VOICES WERE RISING
RAISING UP THE DIRT
WHEN THE DUST HAD CLEARED
THERE WAS ONLY ONE ALIVE
I WATCHED MR. LANDRY WALK AWAY
FROM HIS NASTY ABUSIVE WIFE
IT WAS UNDER THE SHADE
OF A SWELTERING AUGUST SUN
WHEN THE ONLY THING BUSY
WAS THE TRIGGER ON A GUN
SERGEANT BRADLY ROSE ASKED ME,
"WHAT DID YOU SEE?"
“YOU’RE THE ONLY ONE THAT THEY’VE
IDENTIFIED AT THE SCENE”
"JUST TELL THE TRUTH
YOU’LL HELP THIS COMMUNITY”
I SAID, “YES, SIR. I NEVER HEARD
NOR SAW A THING”
IT WAS UNDER THE SHADE
OF A SWELTERING SUN
WHEN THE ONLY THING BUSY
WAS THE TRIGGER ON A GUN
IT WAS UNDER THE SHADE
OF A SWELTERING AUGUST SUN
WHEN THE ONLY THING BUSY
WAS THE TRIGGER ON A GUN
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About a maid I’ll sing a song
Rickety-tickety-tin
About a maid I’ll sing a song
Who didn’t have her family long
Not only did she do them wrong
She did everyone of them in, them in
She did everyone of them in
One morning in a fit of pique
Rickety-tickety-tin
One morning in a fit of pique
She drowned her father in the creek
The water tasted bad for a week
And we had to make do with gin, with gin
We had to make do with gin
Her mother she could never stand
Rrickety-tickety-tin
Her mother she could never stand
And so a cyanide soup she planned
Her mother died with a spoon in her hand
And her face in a hideous grin, a grin
Her face in a hideous grin
She set her sister’s hair on fire
Rickety-tickety-tin
She set her sister’s hair on fire
And as the smoke and flame rose higher
Danced around the funeral pyre
Playin’ a violin, -olin, Playin’ a violin
She weighted her brother down with stones
Rickety-tickety-tin
She weighted her brother down with stones
And sent him off to Davy Jones
All they ever found were some bones
And occasional pieces of skin, of skin
Occasional pieces of skin
One day when she had nothing to do
Rickety-tickety-tin
One day when she had nothing to do
She cut her baby brother in two
Served him up as an irish stew
and invited the neighbors in, -bors in
Invited the neighbors in
And when at last the police came by
Rickety-tickety-tin
And when at last the police came by
Her little pranks she did not deny
To do so she would have had to lie
And lying, she knew, was a sin, a sin
Lying, she knew, was a sin
My tragic tale, I won’t prolong
Rickety-tickety-tin
My tragic tale I won’t prolong
And if you do not enjoy the song
You’ve yourselves to blame if it’s too long
You should never have let me begin, begin
Have never have let me begin
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In the middle of a kiss suddenly it dawned on me
In the middle of a kiss I knew you were mine
In the middle of a sweet embrace that you at first resented
Remember how surprised we were to find we really meant it?
In the middle of a sigh we stumbled into paradise
In the twinkle of an eye we lost it again
For we didn't comprehend that our dream of love would end
Just the way it began in the middle of a kiss
In the middle of a sigh we stumbled into paradise
In the twinkle of an eye we lost it again
For we didn't comprehend that our dream of love would end
Just the way it began in the middle of a kiss
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IF YOU’RE IN HOUSTON YOU’RE NOT READY FOR PRIME TIME
IF YOU’RE IN HOUSTON YOU’LL DEAD BEFORE YOU’VE DIED
A MAN CAN’T WONDER WHERE HE’S GONE WRONG
IF HE’S LIVED HIS LIFE AT THE BOTTOM
HOW THE YEARS GO BY LIKE A SWELTERING TIDE
AND NO ONE KNOWS THE DIFFERENCE, TO BE OR NOT TO BE
IT DOESN’T MATTER ANYWAY IN HOUSTON
YOU MIGHT AS WELL BE IN YOUR GRAVE IN HOUSTON
NOW FOR MOST PEOPLE HOUSTON’S NOT A PLACE TO AIM
IT’S WHERE YOU FIND YOURSELF WHEN YOU’RE CHANGING PLANES
IT’S MAN CREATED, HOME TO HALLIBURTON CROOKS
SO CULTURALLY DEVOID THEY NAMED THE AIRPORT AFTER BUSH
HOW THE SKIES TURN BEIGE WITH INDUSTRIAL WASTE
AND NO ONE KNOWS THE DIFFERENCE
THEY'VE FORSAKEN ALL THEIR DREAMS
IT DOESN’T MATTER IN THE END IN HOUSTON
YOU MIGHT AS WELL BE DEAD IN HOUSTON
IT DOESN’T MATTER ANYWAY IN HOUSTON
YOU MIGHT AS WELL BE IN YOUR GRAVE IN HOUSTON
WHEN THE ALAMO WAS UNDER SIEGE IN 1836
SANTA ANNA AND HIS MEN DROVE THE TEXANS IN THE DITCH
EVERYBODY WONDERED WHERE THE HELL DID GENERAL HOUSTON GO
WELL, HE RAN AND HE RAN AND HE RAN AND HE RAN
TO THE GULF OF MEXICO
EVEN HE DIDN’T WANT TO BE
IN HOUSTON
IT DOESN’T MATTER ANYWAY IN HOUSTON
YOU MIGHT AS WELL BE IN YOUR GRAVE IN HOUSTON
IF YOU’RE IN HOUSTON YOU CAN’T SEE THE STARS AT NIGHT
IF YOU’RE IN HOUSTON YOU CAN’T SAY YOU’VE DONE ALRIGHT
IS IT ANY WONDER THAT YOU LOSE YOUR SOUL
YOU SEE A RAINBOW BUT IT’S JUST GREASE & OIL
HOW THE YEARS FALL HARD LIKE A HOLLOWED OUT HEART
WHEN YOU BUILD ON A FAULT LINE YOU’RE JUST BIDING TIME
IT DOESN’T MATTER IN THE END IN HOUSTON
YOU’D BE BETTER OFF DEAD THAN IN HOUSTON
IT DOESN’T MATTER ANY HOW IN HOUSTON
JUMP IN THE RIVER & DROWN IF YOU’RE IN HOUSTON
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SON OF A GUN NAMED JACKSON LEE
STOLE MY WOMAN AWAY FROM ME
YOU HAD YOUR FUN, THOUGHT I WAS BLIND
YOU CAN RUN BUT YOU GONNA DIE
I LET YOU IN MY HOME
I LET YOU DRINK MY WINE
IF I SEE YOU ON THE ROAD I’LL LET MY 350 CHEVY
G'WON CRUSH YOUR SPINE
SON OF A GUN NAMED JACKSON LEE
STOLE MY WOMAN AWAY FROM ME
YOU HAD YOUR FUN, THOUGHT I WAS BLIND
YOU CAN RUN BUT YOU GONNA DIE
FRIENDS ALL LAUGH AT HOW YOU LIED TO MY FACE
WE'LL SEE WHO LAUGHS THE LAST
WHEN YOU'RE LYING IN YOUR GRAVE
I SET YOU UP IN A JOB
EVEN CO-SIGNED A LOAN
I’VE KILLED A MAN FOR LESS
THAN BREAKING UP MY HAPPY HOME
SON OF A GUN NAMED JACKSON LEE
STOLE MY WOMAN AWAY FROM ME
YOU HAD YOUR FUN, THOUGHT I WAS BLIND
YOU CAN RUN BUT YOU GONNA DIE
SON OF A GUN NAMED JACKSON LEE
STOLE MY WOMAN AWAY FROM ME
YOU HAD YOUR FUN, THOUGHT I WAS BLIND
YOU CAN RUN BUT YOU GONNA DIE
JACKSON LEE
JACKSON LEE
JACKSON LEE
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EVERYBODY GOT A HOLE IN THEIR HEAD BUT ME
EVERYBODY GOT A HOLE IN THEIR HEAD BUT ME
ANOTHER DAY ON THE WAY TO WORK
ANTS A-CRAWLING UP THE DIRT
MAKING MONEY TO PAY THE BILLS
KING OF THAT ANT HILL ONE DAY TO BE
EVERYBODY GOT A HOLE IN THEIR HEAD BUT ME
EVERYBODY GOT THEIR HEAD IN THEIR HANDS BUT ME
EVERYBODY GOT THEIR HEAD IN THEIR HANDS BUT ME
FACING TROUBLE WITH A DOUBLE “OO---“
OUT FOR SOMETHING THEY CAN NEVER USE
TUMBLE OVER AN EMBANKMENT WALL
AND THE FOLLOW TO THE SIDE TO SEE WHO BLEEDS
EVERYBODY GOT THEIR HEAD IN THEIR HANDS BUT ME
HOW LONG TILL WE GET TO OYSTER BAY, BABY?
YOU CAN LET YOUR HAIR DOWN AND BREATHE
WHAT’S THAT YOU SAY, YOU DON’T WANT ME IN YOUR LIFE?
I’M PUSHING THE PEDDLE DOWN TO NINETY-FIVE
EVERYBODY GOT A ROCK FOR A HEART BUT ME
EVERYBODY GOT A ROCK FOR A HEART BUT ME
I’D HAVE SWORN THAT I FOUND TRUE LOVE
WITH THE WONDER OF A MORNING DOVE
BUT THE ROAD TOOK A DEAD STOP TURN
ONCE AGAIN I LEARNED NOTHING’S WHAT IT SEEMS
EVERYBODY GOT A ROCK FOR A HEART BUT ME
HOW LONG TILL WE GET TO OYSTER BAY, BABY?
THIS TIME I’LL LET YOU HOLD THE WHEEL
WHAT’S THAT YOU SAY, YOU DON’T WANT ME BY YOUR SIDE?
I’M PUSHING THE PEDDLE DOWN TO NINETY-FIVE
HOW LONG TILL WE GET TO OYSTER BAY, BABY?
YOU CAN LET YOUR HAIR DOWN AND BREATHE
WHAT’S THAT YOU SAY, YOU DON’T WANT ME IN YOUR LIFE?
I’M PUSHING THE PEDDLE DOWN TO NINETY-FIVE
I’M PUSHING THE PEDDLE DOWN TO NINETY-FIVE
AND I DON’T CARE IF I LIVE OR DIE
EVERYBODY GOT A HOLE IN THEIR HEAD BUT ME
EVERYBODY GOT A HOLE IN THEIR HEAD BUT ME
EVERYBODY GOT A HOLE IN THEIR HEAD BUT ME
EVERYBODY GOT A HOLE IN THEIR HEAD BUT ME
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THE SNOW IS COMING DOWN / BY THE INCHES, BY THE POUND
I WATCH A WALL THAT FALLS FROM THE SKY
IT’S JUST ANOTHER NIGHT / WHEN ALL NIT WITS SHOVEL ICE
I’M NOT MUCH IN THE MOOD TO WAVE AND SMILE
I PICK UP MY GUITAR / FROM THE BACK SEAT OF MY CAR
AND TRY TO MAKE IT HOME BEFORE I FALL
I’M CRYIN' BECAUSE I’M SAD
I’M DYIN' BECAUSE I’M BAD
I LOVE YOU BECAUSE I’M WRONG
I HATE YOU BECAUSE YOU’RE GONE, GONE, GONE
I FOUND A BROKEN HEART / BREAKS WITHOUT A MARK
IT NEVER STOPS / IT NEVER SKIPS A BEAT
BUT LORD, IT GETS SO DARK / ALL I SEE’S MY FALLEN STAR
THAT ONCE I FOLLOWED SO RELIGIOUSLY
(CHORUS)
THE SNOW IS COMING DOWN / BY THE INCHES, BY THE POUND
BUT NO ONE ELSE COULD KNOW HOW COLD I FEEL
IT’S WHY I LEFT MY HOME / WHY I DRINK, WHY I ROAM
AND WRITE ANOTHER SONG YOU’LL NEVER HEAR
(CHORUS)
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COPS ON THE RIVER RUN FREE / STORM COME ROLLING IN
MIGHT BE SAFE IF YOU’RE INDOORS
BUT IT’S A BAD NIGHT FOR THE BIRDS / A BAD NIGHT FOR THE BIRDS
TWO MEN RIDING THE TRAIN / SAIL INTO THE WRONG WORLD
IF YOU DON’T LOOK LIKE US YOU MUST BE LOST
IT’S A BAD NIGHT FOR THE BIRDS / A BAD NIGHT FOR THE BIRDS
THINGS THAT I RECALL / MY LAST NIGHT ON EARTH
SO MUNDANE I THOUGHT SOMEHOW
THE GUNS ARE GONNA TURN AROUND
JOHNNY SILENT TONIGHT / IS SOMETHING ON YOUR MIND?
DID YOU FORSAKE A FRIEND FOR A LIAR?
WELL, IT’S A BAD NIGHT FOR THE BIRDS / A BAD NIGHT FOR THE BIRDS
THINGS THAT I RECALL / WHEN IT ALL CAME TO AN END
NO HOLLYWOOD REVENGE COULD BE FOUND
BUT THE GUNS ARE GONNA TURN AROUND
YEAH, YOU’RE RIGHT, YOU’RE RIGHT / BLAME THE SUN FOR THE MOON
YOU’RE MUCH SMARTER THAN ME, NOW, AIN’T YOU CLYDE?
WELL, IT’S A BAD NIGHT FOR THE BIRDS / A BAD NIGHT FOR THE BIRDS
SOMETIMES WHEN YOU’RE DOWN / YOU FIND THAT YOU’RE UP
A COP IS ONLY AS STRONG AS HIS GUN
IT’S A BAD NIGHT FOR THE BIRDS / A BAD NIGHT FOR THE BIRDS
THINGS THAT I RECALL / MY LAST NIGHT ON EARTH
SO MUNDANE I THOUGHT SOMEHOW
THE GUNS ARE GONNA TURN AROUND
THINGS THAT I RECALL / MY LAST NIGHT ON EARTH
SO MUNDANE I THOUGHT SOMEHOW
THE GUNS ARE GONNA TURN AROUND
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MY LOVE AFFAIR WITH A BROADWAY STAR
WAS NOT AS GLAMOROUS AS YOU MIGHT THINK SUCH THINGS ARE
NO DANCING THROUGH TIMES SQUARE, NO HANDJOBS IN THE RAIN
JUST THE SAME OLD SONG & DANCE AS A GIRL FROM JAMAICA PLAIN
MY LOVE AFFAIR WITH A BROADWAY STAR
AS ANTI-CLIMACTIC AS A 19TH CURTAIN CALL
NO BUSBY BERKELEY SCENES OF SILICONE & POLYURETHANE
CAN DIAMOND DANCERS DANCE BEYOND THE MOONLIGHT?
WHEN I’D HAD ENOUGH OF WHERE I'D COME FROM
I PACKED UP MY GUITAR BOUND FOR HIGHWAY NORTH
SET OUT FOR NEW YORK, THE CITY OF LIGHT
SOON I WAS A CREATURE OF THE NIGHT
DISHEVELED I BECAME, PERPLEXED BUT NOT INSANE
I WAS EDDIE CANTOR WITH A PENCHANT FOR REFRAINS
I SANG SONGS OF LOVE, BUT LOVE WAS JUST A RHYME
TILL THROUGH THE SUBWAY STEAM SHE CAUGHT MY EYE
MY LOVE AFFAIR WITH A BROADWAY STAR
DON’T DROP YOUR MONEY WHEN YOU STEP INSIDE HER DOOR
A SHIMMERING ROMANCE LIKE DOGS WHO LEARN TO DANCE
THE FINE STENCH OF CIGARETTES AND CHATEAU LAFLEUR
MY LOVE AFFAIR WITH A BROADWAY STAR
ALONG THE GREAT WHITE WAY WHERE DREAMS ARE A MIRAGE
DOES ANYONE RECALL ZIEGFELD & FANNY BRICE?
CAN’T DIAMOND DANCERS EVER DANCE BEYOND THE FOOTLIGHTS?
MY LOVE AFFAIR WITH A BROADWAY STAR
WAS NOT AS GLAMOROUS AS YOU MIGHT THINK SUCH THINGS ARE
NO HAPPINESS CAN BE FOUND WHEN GOOD AND BAD BECOME UNWOUND
CAN DIAMOND DANCERS EVER DANCE BEYOND THE MOONLIGHT?
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I’M A JUNKYARD COWBOY
I RIDE THE RANGE IN A FORD FAIRLANE
SCRAP METAL SHINES, DOGS LAY DOWN THEIR LIVES
I DON’T HAVE MANY FRIENDS
I’M NOT AS HANDSOME AS I’VE BEEN
BUT THE RATS THEY TAKE ME AS I AM
THE JUNKYARD COWBOY
THE MEANEST MAN THIS SIDE OF CHEYENNE
MY HEAD LOST ITS MEANS
WAS SPINNIN’ LIKE A FERRIS WHEEL
AFTER A NIGHT OF DRINKING THAT WAS 2 WEEKS LONG
I SAW HER IN THE DIRT LAYING FACE DOWN WITHOUT A SHIRT
FLIES A-BUZZING TOLD ME SHE WAS GONE
THE JUNKYARD COWBOY
THE MEANEST MAN THIS SIDE OF JACKSON HOLE
I DONE MY TIME AND NOW I’M TRYNNA LIVE A RIGHTEOUS LIFE
I’VE PAID FOR ALL MY WRONGS, I THINK
YES, I FAIL SOMETIMES BUT I KEEP THE BIBLE BY MY SIDE
BUT OFTEN, IT’S JUST WHERE I REST MY DRINK
I HEARD SOME ITALIAN BOYS
WERE ASKING ABOUT WHO I WAS
SEEMS THEY WASN’T FROM THIS PART OF TOWN
A KNOCK CAME AT MY DOOR
TWAS THEN I DECIDED TO LIGHT A JOINT
IT AIN’T OFTEN THAT THIS KIND OF SHIT GOES DOWN
FOR THE JUNKYARD COWBOY
THE MEANEST MAN THIS SIDE OF OLE CHEYENNE
SOME SOPRANO LOOKING THUG
TOLD ME I BEST KEEP MY MOUTH SHUT
ABOUT THE GIRL THAT I FOUND IN THE DIRT
HE TOLD ME THERE’D BE MORE
AND I COULD RAKE IN QUITE A SCORE
MAKING SURE THE BODIES ARE NEVER FOUND
THE JUNKYARD COWBOY
THE MEANEST MAN THIS SIDE OF KINGDOM COME
HE TURNED TO WALK AWAY
I PICKED UP A SHOVEL BY THE ENTRY WAY
I HIT HIS HEAD SO HARD IT DAMN NEAR SPLIT
I WATCHED HIS BODY TWITCH
ROLLED HIM DOWN INTO THE DITCH
SAYING, “DON’T YOU WORRY NONE. YOU WON’T BE FOUND”'
I’M THE JUNKYARD COWBOY
THE MEANEST MAN THIS SIDE OF CHEYENNE
I’M THE JUNKYARD COWBOY
THE MEANEST MAN THIS SIDE OF OLE CHEYENNE
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Beautiful dreamer, wake unto me
Starlight and dewdrops are waiting for thee
Sounds of the rude world, heard in the day
Lull'd by the moonlight have all pass'd away
Beautiful dreamer, queen of my song
List while I woo thee with soft melody
Gone are the cares of life's busy throng
Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me
Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me
Beautiful dreamer, out on the sea,
Mermaids are chanting the wild lorelei
Over the streamlet vapors are borne
Waiting to fade at the bright coming morn
Beautiful dreamer, beam on my heart
E'en as the morn on the streamlet and sea
Then will all clouds of sorrow depart
Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me
Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me
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released March 14, 2014
