Baby black sky Black sky is all I see Yeah baby black sky Black sky is all I see Please stand beside me baby Shine your light for me. Well I been all
I guess she put her blue dress on And walked out late last night Left one silk stocking Dangling from the bedside light I sobered up and called her name
Sinful daughter Sinful daughter Sinful daughter, sinful girl. They call her shameless They call her wanted They say she poisoned every well They call
His mama said ?Baby, wait for me in the car,? And she went lookin? for his daddy inside a bar So he sat and let the radio take him far away Listenin?
The man in the bed isn?t me Now I slipped out the door and I?m runnin? free Young and wild like I?ll always be No the man in the bed isn?t me. And these
There?s a black-haired girl Sittin? behind the bullet-proof glass And she takes my money Before I go and pump some gas As the cold rain falls on the parking
Well when I was a young boy I used to slip away Down to the ashgrove To hear the old blues men play There was Big Joe and Lightnin? And Reverend Gary
I hear a voice singin? somewhere in time A song I knew long ago And it takes me back to places somewhere in time And everyone I used to know I see a face
There?s a greyhound bus Leavin? the great Northwest Takin? her tonight Back down south to Texas She?s been dancing? on tables To pay rent and be able
I scored some speed in San Berdino So me and baby could get a little bump And now she?s in that motel room Puttin? on a show for some chump Yeah, well
Blackjack David came a-ridin? through the wood Singin? so loud and merry His voice was a-ringin? through the green, green fields And he spied a fair-haired
Standin? barefoot in your kitchen door Listenin? to the soft evenin? rain Watchin? you dryin? off from your shower You look at me like you don?t know
Laurel Lynn, Laurel Lynn Will I ever see your face again? Laurel Lynn, Laurel Lynn Will I ever see your face again? I can?t say that I love you darlin
I was born Everett Ruess I been dead for sixty years I was just a young boy in my twenties The day I disappeared. Into the Grand Escalante Badlands Near
Johnny gave Joe his first cigarette And Joe lit the filter and then he smoked the whole pack And Joe bought all the gas in Johnny?s old Ford He always
I hope this letter finds you Wherever you may be ?Cause I mailed some awhile back And they were all returned to me Ain?t nothin? I can tell you ?bout
Well I hate the way you call my name, baby I hate that look on your face And I hate the cold touch of your kiss, baby I hate the chill in your embrace
Hot air hangs like a dead man From a white oak tree People sitting on porches Thinking how things used to be Dark night Dark night The neighborhood was