Make haste and find the future. We were outcasted so tragically. Curse the tide, and shun the sun, who needs it anyway? Become a black sheep with me.
I think of tears, I think of rain on shingles I think of rain, I think of roses blue I think of Rose, my heart begins to tremble To see the place she
Nero e blu lo spaventapasseri non puo che guardare il campo intorno a se e dondolare quando il vento c?e su e giu, qui e la? Nero e blu una giacca
Look out your window The rain is turning into snow So the time has come you know You must decide to stay or go Oh how you love me Sweet summer blue
Out of the blue horizon Stretched a band of gold From the straits of Juan De Fuca To the east of Portland, Maine You held my hand As we raced along the
This life is filled with wonder This life is full of days not spent Oh I cannot help but ponder What relevance that lends [Chorus:] Oh but everything
(By Nanci Griffith, Margaret Mary Graham & Mikki Griffith) Saint teresa, your patron childs come home Were you there to greet her? Did your angels know
(Nick Lowe & Paul Carrack) I live on a battlefield Surrounded by the ruins of a love we built And then destroyed between us, the smoke has cleared As
(By Sonny Curtis) Breakin' Rocks in the hot sun I fought the law and the law won I fought the law and the law won I needed money and I had none I fought
If you could stand behind my eyes for just one day Could you see my heart beside you? If you knew my love had never flown away Would I be missing you
I will find somebody new Maybe tomorrow I will stop this missing you Maybe tomorrow Times the healer... times the key So all the wise folks say Oh, maybe
(By Nanci Griffith, James Hooker & Danny Flowers) Gulf Coast Highway He worked the rails He worked the rice fields With their cool dark wells He worked
This flesh and bone ain't much protection For an honest heart like mine A broken home for good intentions Damaged inventions of my design [Chorus:]
(By Suzy Elkins & Tobert Field) There's a morning train Heading for New Orleans Carrying business men and week day shoppers I have sixteen bucks and
I know you believe in miracles And that this love will come back around I know you believe the grass is growing Across this winter To the south of this
Life is full of finer things They're lost and found in the dark It's the dog by the highway Who said "Goin' my way?" Now, he lives in your own backyard
(By Guy Clark) She was standin' on the gone side of leavin' She found her thumb and stuck it in the breeze She'll take anything and that's goin close
I have traveled far to be sitting here with you And I will leave this place alone That's a sad and simple truth There is so little time and so much to