Ain't no people on the old dirt road No more weather on the old dirt road It's better than a mudslide mamma when the dry spell come, yeah Oh oh oh oh,
Could they call your name much louder Those sirens on the shore Arresting your attention Standing easy by the door Deny them if you want to Defy
Oh, the blue sea Stretched out before me Is not half as big as my burden But soon it will lift from shoulders The sun's going to shine on my garden Someday
Why hello, say can I buy you another glass of beer? Well, thanks a lot that's kind of you, it's nice to know you care These days there's so much goin'
Hey, how about this? A little conversation tonight Thinking aloud how we struggled to find Our place in the dizzy heights Don't often do this We never
They used to say that boys are tough as nails In every way he keeps his heart as guarded as a jail Now things have changed, I feel so old Like any girl
Sitting 'round, talking 'bout old china and how the ladies hair will go to grey, paying for a speedy revolution, hoping those fine lines will go away.
This song was first released on the all aboard! album. it is the only album it has been released on. Old train, I can hear your whistle blow And I want
They have come to haunt the children They have come to walk the wind I can hear them as they rustle through the trees Looking for the love that killed
I can feel your body When I'm lying in my bed There's too much confusion Running 'round through my head It's making me so angry To know that the flame
My old flame, my wife, poor ghost old love My old flame, my wife One day in June, I drove by our old house in Maine Everything changed for the best, how
Sitting 'round, talking 'bout old China And how the ladies hair will go to gray Paying for a speedy revolution Hoping those fine lines will go away Someone
Old John Robertson He wore a Stetson hat People everywhere would Laugh behind his back No one cared to take Any time to find out What he was all about
Hey how about this A little conversation tonight Thinking aloud how we struggled to find Our place in the dizzy heights Don't often do this We never
Why hello, say can I buy you another glass of beer Well thanks a lot that's kind of you, it's nice to know you care These days there's so much going on
1st Verse: We used to roll through Inglewood bumping The Beasties Dana Dane on repeat 'till the tapedeck deceased Me, my brother Carlo, bTwice and Ern
