the pithead The churchyard packed With mining dead Then beneath the bridge He comes to a giant car A shroud of snow upon the roof A mark ten jaguar
This empty kitchen's where I'd while away the hours Just next to my old chair You'd usually have some flowers The shelves of books Even the picture hooks
My darling girl My darling girl You're all that matters In this wicked world All that matters All that matters My darling boy My darling boy All of
(feat. Emmylou Harris) A million miles our vagabond heels Clocked up beneath the clouds They're counting down to show time When we do it for real with
(feat. Emmylou Harris) They say there's wreckage washing up all along the coast no-one seems to know too much or who got hit the most nothing has been
This didn't used to be me, old boy This isn't what I'd want pulling old night fighters in a restaurant. There's smoke and flames behind me where the
We don't eat in no white restaurants We're eating in a car Baloney again, baloney again We don't sleep in no white hotel bed We're sleeping in a car
(feat. Emmylou Harris) I didn't ask for much As maybe i ought've But i'm staying in touch With the one i love And i can see in the dials And in these
(feat. Emmylou Harris) My mamma and my daddy Told me that love is a two-way street But lately baby, you've been finding New ways of dragging yout feet
Around the time of 'clambake' Movie number twenty-five You and the lying dutchman Are still in overdrive You're as strong as when you started Mississippi
I'm going to San Bernardino ring-a-ding-ding Milkshake mix is thus my thing now These guys bought a heap of my stuff And I gotta see a good thing shooting
Southern bound from Glasgow town She's shining in the sun My Scotson Lasing?? Lassie? On the border run We're whistling down the hillsides and tearing
It wasn't just the music It wasn't just the wine Some other kind of magic Was sending up my spine Then I was falling And I fell for you, and how Darling
Look at me Coyote Don't let a little road dust put you off You can't judge a book Well you know that stuff There's a tear in my upholstery And a hole
Oh, you're gonna miss your daddy when he's gone When he's gone Yeah, you're gonna miss your daddy when he's gone When he's gone Daddy's gone down that
Well he's daddy's little boy he plays with his toys He holds on to his daddy's hand His daddy says sonny you're a big strong boy You're gonna be a big
The freaks'll stay together They're a tight old crew You look at them And they look at you I love the ballyhoo girl But she don't care It's hard to find
Well I have been it every since I was a kid at school Now they love me in Newcastle and in Liverpool I am as hard as a pistol I can't do no wrong I've