Tell me how did you feel when you come out the wilderness? How did you feel when you come out the wilderness? How did you feel when you come out the wilderness
Sometimes I don't know where This stony road is taking me Sometimes I don't know the reason why So I guess I'll keep gambling Lots of booze and lots of
Well, I feel like an old hobo I'm sad lonesome and blue I was fair as a summer day Now the summer days are through You pass through places And places
Lonesome is I, I wished I could die Nobody cares for me Lonesome is I, I wished I could die Nobody cares for me It was a bright moon light night, the
Dig if you will the picture Of you and I engaged in a kiss The sweat of your body covers me Can you my darling, can you picture this? Dream if you can
Well, who's gonna shoe your pretty little foot? Who's gonna glove your hand? Who's gonna kiss your red ruby lips? And who's gonna be your man? Is that
What Are They Doing In Heaven Today (trad.) I'm thinking today of friends that I used to know Who lived and suffered in this world below They're gone
I'm a ship, I'm a ship, I'm a ship Out on the sea None of my love Floating wild come back to me So I write you a letter, I'll write you a letter With
my baby was born Sittin on her mama's knee But you, poor girl are dead and gone And grass is growing over thee. Oh I'm not no saint, no I never shall be
Let?s play this one out, until it explodes Into a thousand tiny pieces What?s the story universe You are melody in numbers You were shapes you were rhythms
If I wanted to say to you That I wanted to see your face again That I want to hear you laughing In spite of all the damage I've done If I wanted to hear
well i ain't gonna marry neither settle down i'm gonna sit right here 'til i tear this barrel house down ain't no use a weepin' and there ain't no
many of you Too many of you And sometimes they look you straight in the eye Saying 'I too am human, you could easily be here Easily be here' Although
spend their lives in sin and misery In the house of the Rising Sun. Now the only thing a gambler needs Is a suitcase and a trunk And the only time he will be
the way your mind works drivin' so fast, carving your way through the city well you can't tell me you get what you want you've figured it out and
Sometimes I don't know where This dirty road is taking me Sometimes I can't even see the reason why I guess I keep a-gamblin' Lots of booze and lots of
baby was born Sittin on her mama's knee But you, poor girl are dead and gone And grass is growing over thee. Oh I'm not no saint, no I never shall be