In this world today where we're living Some folks say the worst of us they can But when we are dead and in our caskets They always slip some lilies in
Runnin hard an runnin mean Down the ... San Joaquin Diamond Reo with Your Crazy rollin wheels There??? a moon shinin bright Like a big eye in the night
He's a flatland farmer Who flatpicks and old guitar Yeah he's a flatland farmer He flatpicks and old guitar He don't make no money But he can out-pick
I'm 13 years old, I hate your guts And I got a zip gun, I got a reefer I've been screwing since I was 9 And I can make you or break you with charm I
He was a panhandle prince Schoolboy football king I told him "Hi" in the halls 'Cause he could run them balls But it was rumored down deep he was mean
Ahh, she was a honky tonker An' he was a family man An' she showed him her gold teeth When he'd hold her little hand An' they met out on the highway
Well, I just left myself today Hell, I couldn't wait to get away There's still a smear across the mirror That I have been but it won't reflect on me again
She's sittin' in the front room just watchin' the TV Paintin her nails red in black negligee She just teased up her new wig and painted her eyelids blue
Yeah, she tried to live on the inside And get a house and make a home And she tried to give and be satisfied Livin' close to the bone But as time, it
During the time of the Second World War A small town in Italy, death came aboard Train number 8017, it wasn't strafing of bombing Clandestine de-railings
I need money, I need love I need a Cadillac to give me a shove And get me out of this up-tight Midnight into some lime-light again Yeah, 'cause I know
Well, if you never let them tight pants Have a chance to hug your hips Manhattan bluebird Girl, you never flown And if you never read your name Carved
Well it come in from the southwest In the middle of the night Hey loomed over Lubbock What a gawd awmighty sight Yeah it dipped down into the darkness
Washed in the blood Washed in the blood Washed in the blood Blood of the lamb Does Jesus love you? Does Jesus love you? Does Jesus love you? Oh Hally
Well they sit out by the hot tubs Oh what a dangerous life And they talk about how they got their stuff Oh what a dangerous life They drink zombies on
There's a one legged woman on the dance floor And that one leg's so pretty she don't need no more She got a graceful demeanor ah, pure ballerina with
Oui, oui Oui, oui Well, I give up all my sculpturing 'Cause my life had gone all sad I went to work down at the factory It weren't art but it weren't
Yeah, some people think that I must be crazy But my real name is just Jesse James An I left them half crocked hard knocks of black rock county Just to
