It's the kind of night that's so cold, when you
Atlanta's a distant memory
Montgomery a recent blur
and Tulsa burns on
A candle burning for everything I've ever wanted
A tattoo burned
What does he see in those mashed potatoes?
What secrets does
The money would be pretty good if a quart of
He searched for those wings that he knew
that this
Have you ever seen a sight as beautiful
as that of
Again at the end of the rainbow.
Again no gold to
Speed River at my feet running low and flat
I'm sitting
She was found beneath the gate,
forsaken at the gate.
Who would
Black eyed man he took the blame
for the poisoning of
Where’d you go my blue eyed saviour?
Where’d you go my
I wish I had a blue guitar,
A blue guitar to
Blue Moon Revisited
I only want to say
That if there is
Mouths to feed. Shoes to buy.
Rent to pay. Tears to
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