By Cowboy Junkies, Where’d you go my blue eyed saviour?
Where’d you go my
By Cowboy Junkies, Mouths to feed. Shoes to buy.
Rent to pay. Tears to
By Cowboy Junkies, If you’ve gone and made your mind up
‘bout leaving tomorrow,
take
By Cowboy Junkies, My father’s stories fell upon us,
filled us with his light.
Gospels,
By Cowboy Junkies, The singer brought her to tears,
but they were my words
By Cowboy Junkies, You speak your love,
you turn, are gone.
What kind of love
you
By Cowboy Junkies, My little boy on the kitchen floor.
(my little Basquiat)
Stick men
By Cowboy Junkies, Keep it coming.
I’ve got your back.
Do not fear
when I’m on
By Cowboy Junkies, Someday soon
I’m going to find myself a Saviour,
sit him on
By Cowboy Junkies, Now it all begins,
or continues to,
spiral down,
spiral down.
I’ve laid it
By Cowboy Junkies, Settling now,
once again,
what was begun
will meet it’s end.
Running now,
time to
