the sort that minds." "That's good to hear," I said "Because I think you'll find that I don't care that you don't mind." I said, "I'm lightin' up. Would
me be like someone else With something else to see Deep inside this dream again And searching for the tracks Sitting by that window then, Where now you can't
that it just goes on and on and on and on Don't go followin' me no more I'm sick of your face at my back door Don't you listen to the bird in your head
to the grass that's out there blowin' Look at that tractor just there sittin' It's my name that the bottle's callin' Listen to the goddamn song I'm singin
flies Hurtin' head, squinty eyes Look at me and how I've done Shootin' tin cans with my daddy's old gun I'm too weak to fight I can't get to sleep The
with yer devil days Don't let a doggy bite yer leg Whup him on the ass and tie him to a peg - Don't tell me that your shit don't stink It's worse than
us or them A song is a thing That you you write and you sing When you're layin' and cryin' away And the dozen or so That I wrote long ago Don't sound
: I get up every morning I'm mean to everyone But you just you ignore me You seem think it's fun And I need to get away And you need to get away from
be You can fall asleep and I won't mind You can dream the dreams deep in your mind I will lie awake and hear you breathe Just promise me that you will
my mind The man I never was The sweet thing that's not mine I drink to you and toast your name A name that I don't know I think of you and see a face
six seven eight There ain't much to love and there's plenty to hate I never fall asleep at night I never get the chance My thoughts won't stop spinning
could I have done To make you feel this way? What could I have said To make you walk away? If only I could know, If only I could see But you're not ever
I know it's night, but I can see - That's right, step out, take my hand And I'll help to make you understand Just don't tell the things you know Never
that's the kinda king I am I shoot 'em up, I shoot 'em down I shoot the lost, I shoot the found And if there's someone I can't find Well, then I shoot
' flies Hurtin' head, squinty eyes Look at me and how I've done Shootin' tin cans with my daddy's old gun I'm too weak to fight I can't get to sleep
I get up every mornin' I'm mean to everyone But you just you ignore me You seem think it's fun And I need to get away And you need to get away from me
the sort that minds." "That's good to hear," I said "Because I think you'll find that I don't care that you don't mind." I said, "I'm lightin' up.