When first I did appear upon this native soil
All up and down this country at labor I did toil
I slumbered in the moonlight and I rose with the sun
I rambled through the canyons

morning_glory

Pretty faces everywhere
A few hard cases stop and stare
They've got charm that is not right
Pretty faces late at nightMorning Glory what's the story
Will it ever end


the_lost_children

Down the hall their voices ring, their feet are on the run
Phantoms on the winter sky, together they do come
Faded lips and eyes of blue they're carried in the wind
Their laught

stone_cold_sober

If you really knew how many times I've tried to help you
Make your mind up in the matters of the heart, you'd not be bothered
By the miscues or the bad trips that seem to come and pl

10_degrees_and_getting_colder

He was standin' by the highway with a sign that just said Mother
When he heard a driver comin' 'Bout a half a mile away
Then he held the sign up higher, Where no decent soul could mi

poor_little_allison

Poor little Allison
Standing in the night wind
Wishing out loud
Turning her face to the summer rain
Poor little Allison
Never had much goin'
Hard to forget

betty_called_me_in

Betty Jo, you made it plain
When first you held me near.
Even though you caused me pain,
You were all the world to me.

We made love; we had such fun.
Many fin

brave_mountaineers

Born in the country and I like that country smile
Of the little girls and boys, they remind me of a child
That I knew and a big harvest moon
That shon' by suppertime in the dust

christian_island

I'm sailing down the summer wind
I got whiskers on my chin
And I like the mood I'm in
As I while away the time of day
In the lee of Christian Island
Tall and strong

baby_it’s_allright


without_you

If I can last through another sunrise
In the past I knew what to do
But this was such a grim surprise
If I wait for the sun to shine
How can I pass the time
Without

a_tree_too_weak_to_stand

I see a place where candles burn and lovers rest tonight
The hollow sound inside me now keeps telling me to write
But songs of love will never leave love’s feelings undefiled


oh,_linda


let_it_ride

These are just the simple facts
I will relate to you
Though they are not connected
Each and every one is true
If they seem a bit untidy
Well unraveling them is fun
now_and_then

I think this time you've said enough to make me want to leave this place
Still I keep coming back for more of the same to fan the dying flame
Here inside these walls that seem to move