Cold, cold, cold, cold, it's cold in the Hutchinson Jail Somebody help me please I'm as helpless as can be And I don't know what my life is comin' to
The hurt I hurt is nothing like the hurts I've hurt before The things I feel do not feel like things I've felt before And the loneliness and the emptiness
Friday's child, hard luck is her brother Friday's child, her sister's misery Friday's child, her daddy they call hard times Friday's child, that's me
I am the sea, you are the wind that comes me when by storm. I am the land, you are the tree I've loved since it was born. I am the sky that holds the
Hello young fella my name is Fred Freud I hear you suffer neurotic afflictions, you act like a boy but you're really a man could your mama have caused
I am a part of every road you walk down and I am a part of every dream that you found. And when you cry I'll cry along with you and should you die I
I've seen the Golden Gate in San Francisco Bay I've seen the Empire State and walked down ol' Broadway I've seen the northern lights in some Alaskan
My old barn's about to cave in It'll fall right on the house I'm in My burial insurance is overdue again Still I might break even this year Well I got
In a small village near La Paz Mexico lived a boy not so many years ago And hunger was his enemy every day but he never begged the boy called Jose And
People used to bill and coo But that don't make it with you Coz there's other things we do In our time, baby In our time, yeah In our time, baby In our
Leather and lace hangin' in place and the fire was as warm as the wine the leather was hot the lace it was not so she left my side for a time ran into
(La la la la la La la la la la...) He don't have to work at his job no more He don't have to be like he was before Got no money that he can spend somebody
Back when I was ten Jim was my best friend We'd go down to the station and watched the trains come in The long black train the long black train Some
Female: I've been where the eagle flies. Rode his wings 'cross autumn skies. Kissed the sun, touched the moon. But he left me much too soon. His lady
Look at that woman standin' there look at that woman ain't she fair Look at that woman seems so fine Lord I wish that woman was anybody else of but mine
Standin' on some muddy roadside With my back turned toward the rain I think I'm twenty miles from somewhere I know I'm thirty years insane And my shoes
oh Kari I'm coming home oh Kari I'm coming home Gatorade and lemonade and lying naked in the shade pretending that I got it made by than sniff and stuff
Last week you said we leave you every word you say was true but last night I saw you kissin' a kissin' on somebody new and since that happened I don