I woke up in another strange place By a 40 acre parking lot With every kind of sign I was talking to another strange face Who was tellin? me That he
(Part 1) (Instrumental) (Part 2) ... verme tan solo y triste Cual hoja al viento, Quisiera llorar, quisiera morir De sentimiento (Part 3) There's an
I can?t remember when I was here But I'm back again I barely know you friend And everything?s changed Sun burned up The sky turned green The air smelled
It?s been five years come this autumn, she remembers well the day The day the fever got him, and took him far away Far away from always knowing that
Line of sight, speed of sound Feel of flesh the long way down Flash of light you look around it's over You're OK, but I'm a mess It's the way it goes
Chorus: My home ain?t in the hall of fame You can go there but you won?t find my name And my songs don?t belong on top forty radio I?ll keep the old
Oooh when I was a little boy Only one or two The first thing I did enjoy Was a plate of Barbeque CHORUS: Barbeque sliced beef and bread Ribs and sausage
When I was a young boy The only things that really mattered were Making friends and having fun Walkin' down the railroad track 'Til you reached the
Billy Gray rode into Gantry back in '83 There he did meet young Sarah McCray The wild rose of morning that pale flower of dawning Herald of springtime
I drove all night to be here I only stopped for gas Saw the sun come up this morning as I came across the pass I?m tired and wired and uninspired and
Bob McDill Scarecrow and a yellow moon And a roadhouse on the edge of town. Hear that midnight rooster crow Well I'll have one more before I go But
Time for the singer Time for the singer boy to make his way home A prodigal I?ve been distressed This lonely child can?t make it on his own I?ve been
Standin' down on Main Street Across from Mr, Blues In my faded leather jacket And my weathered Brogan shoes A chill north wind was blowin' But the
Seems like yesterday I was here Dreamin' my life away and drinkin' beer Staying up till dawn strummin' on guitars Sleepin' all day long just like the
Truth is all I'm looking From town to town And door to door Happiness is nothing more Than Sunday at the zoo Ridin? high inside the wires Is the sum
Dave Alvin She's waiting for me when I get home from work But things just ain't the same She turns out the light and cries in the dark Won't answer
Now i went out last Sunday with my little Mary Anne She said please stay 'till Monday and she grabbed me by the can She laid a big one on me- surprised
This old porch is a big ol' red and white Herford bull Standin' under a mesquite tree in Agua Dulce, Texas He keeps on playin' hide and seek with that
