(She broached again and again over the careful morning scones that she adored all too quickly as he cranked up his jaw and turned off his ear. And she reminded they were his favorites and...)...
Today I strike out on my own The dog is dead. The kids have grown I fell asleep in my writing chair I drempt I'd found my childhood stare To family dinner Christmas night We'd cross the river shipyard...
There's a neat little lass and her name is Mary Mac Make no mistake, she's the girl I'm gonna track Lot of other fellas want to get up on her back But I think they're gonna have to get up early...
Caught a red moon rise Brought me to our lives We used to drive this Blue Ridge laughing-- The red star is Mercury or Venus To tell the truth, I don't really know Space brings back boyish wonder And...
She's assigned a witch to spell my heart and now I'm drawn to her And my feigning resistance is waning, light as gossamer And I mind... In this dark, flint a spark. Shady lady, it glows out of you...
It's where I am, It's where I go, When I need to be alone Or find someone. I'll sift sand and souls And telephone poles Stretched on this lonely stretch of road... This beach head road. But the days...
Intro: Have you heard? Have you heard? Have you heard? Have you heard? Haaaaaaaavvvvveeeeeee Have you heard about the big strong man He lived in a caravan Have you heard about the Jeffrey Johnson...
Don't get mad at nothin' (Anything) that passes by Don't yank from the sky You make up too many voices Too many scenario's imaginari-OH! Dreary load Should keep on going...writing...riding Too long...

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Shot, take it in. Shot of Indigo Shot, take it in. Shot of Indigo Shot, take it in. Shot of Indigo Shot, take it in. Shot of Indigo ooh, American Tale What if we march us to the grave? Or we make...
Hold the phone. Where's the fire? Call the preacher. We must pray. Round up the kids, ‘cause this is Not your average wedding day. What do we have? Seven brides for seven sinners What do we need?...