Number of Lyrics in Album : 12
By Cowboy Junkies, The money would be pretty good if a quart of
By Cowboy Junkies, Black eyed man he took the blame
for the poisoning of
By Cowboy Junkies, BABY HIT THE BACK DOOR BREATHIN' REAL HEAVY
SAID THE BOYS
By Cowboy Junkies, If you were the woman and I was the man
Would
By Cowboy Junkies, Murder tonight in the trailer park.
Mrs. Annabelle Evans found
with
By Cowboy Junkies, The hoods are up on Pine street, rear ends lifted
By Cowboy Junkies, Southern Rain
Michael Timmins
The flies have quit their buzzing
Even Bear has
By Cowboy Junkies, Mornings feel so damn sad these days
without the call of
By Cowboy Junkies, This street holds its secrets
like a cobra holds its kill.
This
By Cowboy Junkies, Won't say I love you babe, I won't say I
By Cowboy Junkies, You're clean as
a widow woman's washboard, son,
stick it in
By Cowboy Junkies, She says, it's cold where you brought me.
He says, darling,
