Living's mostly a wasting time And I waste my share of mine But it never feels too good So let's not take too long I'm as soft as glass And you're a gentle man
Black eyed man he took the blame For the poisoning of the well They found this shoes by the pulley They found his fingerprints all over the pail Black
The hoods are up on Pine Street Rear ends lifted too The great-grandsons of General Robert E. Lee Are makin' love with a little help from STP Their women
how them bones Danced for him tonight There's been a murder In the trailer park tonight Murder tonight in the trailer park Faceless man counting crumpled
secrets very well That man wears his skin like a dancer wears her veils That man stalks his victims like a cancer stalks a cell That man's soul has
A little of it must fall So she spends her evenings praying For a little of that southern rain Cars alive on city streets Of sparkling black water Like
You're clean as a widow woman's washboard, son Stick it in the wind Put the mountains to your back, the great plains on your grille Time to take a little
Mornings feel so damn sad these days Without the call of the 8:15 That old familiar echo has finally died away Leaving nothin' but a chill Where there
She says, "It's cold where you brought me" He says, "Darling, don't worry You can stay in my arms until the springtime comes We'll let the snow drift
In the morning would I caress you like the wind caresses the sand If you were the woman and I was the man? If I was the woman and you were the man Would
The money would be pretty good If a quart of milk were still a dollar Or even if a quart of milk were still a quart And the hours, well, I don't mind
Baby hit the back door breathin' real heavy Said the boys in the alley wouldn?t leave her alone Mama did her make-up in a terrible hurry She finally got
ترجمه: کابوی Junkies. مرد سیاه چشم.
Baby hit the back door Breathin' real heavy Said the boys in the alley Wouldn't leave her alone Mama did her make-up in a terrible hurry She finally
