- A Desolate Angels Blues
Oh well tonight when
I lay me down
Oh well lord I'm going home
Back to that river
Back to my brother oh lord
I may no longer be alone
Now in my life I've
- Ain't Got No Money
I ain't got no money, baby
Give me some money
Don't want your honey
I can make my own
Well now, you keep you sugar
Well I, I'm plenty sweet
Oh, give me some money
Or just leave me alone
- Appalachian Nightmare
I was born in Cincinnati
My daddy worked on the river
The work dried up back around that time
And he took us down to West Virginia
See my night trouble started early
I was stealing and gettin' in fights
Smoking and drinking by age thirteen
- Call Ya Momma
Call ya momma
And tell her that you coming home tonight
Call ya momma
Tell her I ain't doing you right
You said I could never stand to be alone
Look at you now standing full grown
And you need to call ya momma and tell her
Come and carry you home
- Can't Hardly Wait
I'll write you a letter tomorrow
Tonight I can't hold a pen
Someone's got a stamp that I can borrow
I promise not to blow the address again
Lights that flash in the evening,
Through a crack in the drapes
- far away in another town
Well I'm leaving
Tonight babe on a midnight train
I got to get out while I still can
Cause that woman don't do nothing but bring me down
So I think I can be lonesome far away in another town
I'm standing outside in the pouring rain
Every half hour them trains come rolling back again
- Frightened By the Sound
Silence broken
Thunder roll
Followed by the bright light
From a lightning strike
Wind is pickin' up
To a low moan
Feel the pressure drop
Rain start and stop
- Graceland
The Mississippi Delta was shining
Like a National guitar
I am following the river down the highway
Through the cradle of the civil war
I'm going to Graceland, Graceland
In Memphis, Tennessee, I'm going to Graceland
Poor boys and Pilgrims with families
- Harlem River Blues
Lord, I'm goin' uptown to the Harlem River to drown
Dirty water gonna cover me over and I'm not gonna make a sound
I'm on a roll, mama, I gotta go, gotta get there while I still can
Troubled days are behind me now and I know they're gonna let me in
When you see me walkin' up the empty yard, just a-singin' and a-clappin' my hands
Tell my mama I love her, tell my father I tried, give my money to my baby to spend
- If I Was the Devil
If you don't like sunny days
Then I'll make it rain
Make a bird sing
Any song you wanna hear it sing
Fix all your broken things
If I was the devil
- Least I Got the Blues
She said why bother, you've nothing left to take
Just your tattered heart and if that ain't broke, it's gonna break
But baby you don't know is the jokes on you
Yeah I still got the blues
Don't know why I let you stay on long as I did
Don't know why I let you treat me like this
But I guess when we were young we'd act like kids
- Over Alameda
Mama'd tell me of her hopes
What she hoped to leave behind
And what she thought that she would find
Out in California
She'd talk about Mississippi
Still don't know how it is
Any place could be worse than this
- Slow Monday
And a good woman, but she's stubborn as hell
Decent job, pour me some beers after the bills
But I hate these slow Monday afternoons
Work five days a week
Maybe two Sundays a month
And I make enough to give my baby all she wants
And ya I guess I make a good wage
And I guess I shouldn't complain
- The Saint of Lost Causes
I'm a bad dream
I'm not a nightmare, I'm too goody for that
Let's just say I'm the last thing you wanna see coming
I'm the reason they say watch your back
But for so long, I was like a wounded hound
Backed into a chain-link fence
The world at large was just a big, mean kid
Poking me through the fence with a stick
- Yuma
Well he woke up that morning
And he called into work
Put on his daddy's old suit
With a second hand shirt
All untucked, shoes untied
The people all snickered as he walked by.
So he stopped in a bar,
Bought a shot of Stevens and another.