: Easy, easy My man and me We could rest and remain here, easily We are tested and pained by What's beyond our bed We are blessed and sustained By what
: From the courtyard I floated in And watched it go down Heard the cup drop Thought, "Well, that's why they keep them around" The blackguard sat hard
: I found a little plot of land In the garden of Eden It was dirt, and dirt is all the same I tilled it with my two hands And I called it my very own
: I was tired of being drunk My face cracked like a joke So I swung through here Like a brace of jackrabbits With their necks all broke I stumbled at
: Allelu, allelu I have died happy And lived to tell the tale to you I have slept for forty years And woke to find me gone I woke safe and warm in your
: I can feel a difference Today, a difference All of us, in our tents Fearing god like a mistress We lay on the rocks, in the sun Watching you and your
: Mercy me, the night is long Take my pen to write you this song Lord, is it harder to carry on Or to know when you are done All my life, I?ve felt
: Driven through by her own sword Summer died last night, alone Even the ghosts huddled up for warmth Autumn has come to my hometown Friendly voices
: This is the song for Baby Birch Oh I will never know you And at the back of what we've done There is the knowledge of you Well I wish we could take
: There is a spring, not far from here The water runs both sweet and clear Both sweet and clear, and cold Could crack your bones with veins of gold
: The meadowlark and the chim-choo-ree and the sparrow Set to the sky in a flying spree, for the sport over the pharaoh A little while later the Pharisees
: Twenty miles left to the show Hello, my old country, hello Stars are just beginning to appear And I have never in my life before been here And it'
: From the top of the flight Of the wide, white stairs Through the rest of my life Do you wait for me there? There's a bell in my ears There's a wide
: Last night again you were in my dream Several expendable limbs were at stake You were a prince, spinning rims All sentiments Indian-given and half-
: I will pack up my pretty dresses I will box up my high-heeled shoes A sparkling ring, for every finger I'll put away, and hide from view Coats of
: Whose is the hand that I will hold Whose is the face I will see Whose is the name that I will call When I am called to meet thee In this life, who
: I slept all day I woke with distaste And i railed And i raved That the difference between The sprout and the bean It is a golden ring It is a twisted
: When you ate I saw your eyelashes Saw them shake like wind on rushes In the corn field when she called me Moths surround me, thought they'd drown me
