A child of three Reaches out to touch And only sees Pretty powder puffs Down the road A black child plays But the dreams he holds lie A cotton field
Nobody?s gonna tell you Nobody wants you to know Nobody?s gonna show you Where all the money goes If you become a big dog They?ll buy you a Cadillac
over you From the day that you?re born ?til the day you leave this world Three rusty nails, that?s the cure for 10,000 lures Kate Campbell and Mark Narmore
Four little girls and what they could have been But we never know about these things When the violent bear it away Kate Campbell and Ira Campbell © 1999
Be Thou my Vision, O Lord of my heart Naught be all else to me, save that Thou art Thou my best thought, by day or by night Waking or sleeping, Thy presence
He lived his life a civil service man Designing toilets for the space program He believed if we could go to the moon There?s nothing on earth a man can
They forced it on the county school board And made a lot people mad They planned to bus us off across town And things got really bad That?s when the
Huey was a captain with Andy Jackson He settled in Kentucky on a soldier?s pay It was two hundred acres and for almost as many years The land has borne
Saw the mark of a Pharaoh?s hand In the middle of a field of sand Seven wonders have come and gone Only one?s still hanging on Watched a man in sixty
I heard Odessa?s mind was sick That she was crazier than hell The police caught her turning tricks Down at the Blue and Gray motel Odessa was the neighbor
I?m told There?s a fire out in the cold There are wonders to behold In the dark night of the soul In the dark night of the soul By Kate Campbell & Walt
Shadows fall across the land Prophets say the end?s at hand More bad news everywhere I turn But in your arms it?s a perfect world Rebels rage and lions
Joseph Lane was a bowler Headed for the PBA He had a room full of trophies And dreamed of the perfect game One night at the Bowl-A-Rama He got eleven
Every night it's the same routine he has some hurting he's got to do sets up a shrine to her memory so he can fade to blue he takes her picture
Rust hills Red clay Steel mills Deep tang Lime stone Iron veins Loose coal Deep tang Birmingham Birmingham Beneath the haze Your skies once blue Now
Moses stood on the mountain looked over to the promised land took his people through the valley said i hope you understand i may not get there with
Aunt Fidelia brought the rolls With her green bean casserole The widow Smith down the street Dropped by a bowl of butter beans Plastic cups and silverware
I'm going out into the free world and farm i'm gonna paint me a big red barn don't wanna do nobody else no harm i'm going out i'm going out into the
