no living I said the world don't owe me no living I said the world don't owe me no living I said the world don't owe me no living
Chewing on a piece of grass Walking down the road Tell me, how long you gonna stay here, Joe? Some people say this town don't look good in snow You
Flyin' me back to Memphis Gotta find my Daisy Jane Well, the summer's gone And I hope she's feelin' the same Well, I left her just to roam the city
consume Lives in many colors lovers in full bloom And through the ages words are born Speaking to the senses lifting the forlorn In these pages we consume Lives
Sitting by the fireside with a book in your hand Two lazy dogs sittin' watchin' your man Three roses were bought with you in mind Three roses were
I never believed in things that I couldn't see I said if I can't feel it then how can it be No, no magic could happen to me And then I saw you I
Albuquerque will be there in the morning Purple mountains will rise up from the floor After that you can just lift up the curtain And the whole world
This is for all the lonely people Thinking that life has passed them by Don't give up until you drink from the silver cup And ride that highway in
When the last eagle flies over the last crumbling mountain And the last lion roars at the last dusty fountain In the shadow of the forest though she
Mary, have you seen better days? And will you find different ways? And does he really mean that much to your heart? Carry, all of the weight you can
Ain't it foggy outside All the planes have been grounded Ain't the fire inside? Let's all go stand around it Funny, I've been there And you've been
I do agree there's times When a woman sure can be a friend of mine Well, I keep on thinkin' 'bout you, Sister Golden Hair surprise And I just can't live
On the first part of the journey I was looking at all the life There were plants and birds and rocks and things There was sand and hills and rings
Sometimes late when things are real And people share the gift of gab between themselves Some are quick to take the bait And catch the perfect prize
I've seen the Ides of March And I've seen the fall of Rome I've seen all kinds of stuff But I never see my home If my life-line is These million