(Feat. Fiona Apple) [Originally by Simon & Garfunkel] When you're weary, feeling small, When tears are in your eyes, I will dry them all; I'm on your
Arrested on charges of unemployment, He was sitting in the witness stand The judge's wife called up the district attorney Said you free that brown eyed
My bills are all due and the babies need shoes but I'm busted Cotton is down to a quater a pound and I'm busted I've got a cow that went dry and a hen
It's a long and a dusty road a hot and a heavy load and the folks that i met ain't always kind some are bad some are good some have done the best they
Come all you rounders if you wanna hear the story about a brave engineer Casey Jones was the roller's name on a 68 wheeler course he won his fame Caller
There ain't no money to buy cocaine, sugar babe There ain't no money to buy cocaine, sugar babe There ain't no money to buy cocaine Burn your nose and
I'm just an old chunk of coal But I'm gonna be a diamond some day I'm gonna grow and glow 'Til I'm so blue pure perfect I'm gonna put a smile on everybody
(Originally by Bob Nolan) All day I've faced a barren waste Without the taste of water, cool water Old Dan and I with throats burnt dry And souls that
Country boy, ain't got no shoes Country boy, ain't got no blues Well, you work all day while you're waitin' to play In the sun and the sand, with a face
Early one mornin' while makin' the rounds I took a shot of cocaine and I shot my woman down I went right home and I went to bed I stuck that lovin' .
I know that hearts were loving Long before I was here And I'm not the first to ever cry In my bed or in my beer There were songs before there was radio
(Feat. Nick Cave) (Kaye - Weisman - Fuller) Wish I was an apple dangling from a tree Every time you'd pass me by you'd take a bite of me I wish I
Everybody knows where you go when the sun goes down. I think you only live to see the lights of town. I wasted my time when I would try, try, try. When
Oh come all you young fellers so young and so fine Seek not your fortune in a dark dreary mine It'll form as a habit and seep in your soul Till the stream
Darlin' companion, come on and give me understandin'. And let me be your champion: a hand to hold your pretty hand in. Darlin' companion, now you know
Delia, oh, Delia Delia all my life If I hadn't have shot poor Delia I'd have had her for my wife Delia's gone, one more round Delia's gone I went up
I got a crib full of corn, and a turnin' plow But the grounds to wet for the hopper now. Got a cultivator and a double tree A leather line for the hull
Well he's not very handsome to look at Oh he's shaggy and he eats like a hog And he's always killin' my chickens That dirty old egg-suckin' dog Egg-