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Paradise waits, on the crest of a wave, her angels in flames.
She has no pain, like a child she is pure, she is not to blame. Poised for flight, wings spread bright, spring from night into the sun. Don't stop to run, she can fly like a lie, she can't be outdone. Tell me the cost; I can pay, let me go, tell me love is not lost. Sell everything; without love day to day insanity's king. I will pay day by day, anyway, lock, bolt and key. Crippled but free, I was blind all the time I was learning to see. Help on the way, well, I know only this, I've got you today. Don't fly away, cause I love what I love and I want it that way. I will stay one more day, like I say, honey it's you. Making it too, without love in a dream it will never come true. |
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In another times forgotten space
Your eyes looked from your mother's face Wallflower seed on the sand and stone May the four winds blow you safely home. Roll away the dew Roll away the dew Roll away the dew Roll away the dew I'll tell you where the four winds dwell In Franklin's tower there hangs a bell It can ring, turn night to day It can ring like fire when you loose your way. Roll away the dew Roll away the dew Roll away the dew Roll away the dew God save the child that rings that bell It may have one good ring, baby, you can't tell One watch by night, one watch by day If you get confused listen to the music play. (instrumental) Some come to laugh their past away Some come to make it just one more day Whichever way your pleasure tends If you plant ice you're gonna harvest the wind. Roll away the dew Roll away the dew Roll away the dew Roll away the dew In Franklin's tower the four winds sleep Like four lean hounds the lighthouse keep Wildflower seed on the sand and wind May the four winds blow you home again. Roll away the dew Roll away the dew Roll away the dew You'd better roll away the dew Roll away the dew Roll away the dew Roll away the dew You'd better roll away the dew - roll away. |
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There's mosquitoes on the river Fish are rising up like birds
It's been hot for seven weeks now, Too hot to even speak now, Did you hear what I just heard? Say it might have been a fiddle or it could have been the wind But there seems to be a beat now I can feel it my feet now Listen here it comes again! There's a band out on the highway, They're high steppin' into town It's a rainbow full of sound, It's fireworks, calliopes and clowns Everybody dancin' C'mon children, C'mon children, Come on clap your hands. Sun went down in honey and the moon came up in wine, You know stars were spinnin' dizzy, Lord The band kept us too busy we forgot about the time. They're a band beyond description, Like Jehovah's favorite choir People joining hand in hand While the music played the band, Lord They're setting us on fire. Crazy rooster crowin' midnight, Balls of lightin' roll along Old men sing about their dreams, Women laugh and children scream And the band keeps playin' on. Keep on dancin' thru the daylight, Greet the mornin' air with song No ones's noticed, but the band's all pack and gone. Was it ever there at all? But they keep on dancin' C'mon children, C'mon children, Come on clap your hands Well the cool breeze came on Tuesday, And the corn's a bumper crop And the fields are full of dancin' Full of singin' and romancin' The music never stopped. |
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Annie laid her head down in the roses.
She had ribbons, ribbons, ribbons, in her long brown hair. I don't know, maybe it was the roses, All I know I could not leave her there. I don't know, it must have been the roses, The roses or the ribbons in her long brown hair. I don't know, maybe it was the roses, All I know I could not leave her there. Ten years the waves roll the ships home from the sea, Thinkin' well how it may blow in all good company, If I tell another what your own lips told to me, Let me lay 'neath the roses, and my eyes no longer see. I don't know, it must have been the roses, The roses or the ribbons in her long brown hair. I don't know, maybe it was the roses, All I know I could not leave her there. One pane of glass in the window, No one is complaining, no, come in and shut the door, Faded is the crimson from the ribbons that she wore, And it's strange how no one comes round any more. I don't know, it must have been the roses, The roses or the ribbons in her long brown hair. I don't know, maybe it was the roses, All I know I could not leave her there. Annie laid her head down in the roses. She had ribbons, ribbons, ribbons, in her long brown hair. I don't know, maybe it was the roses, All I know I could not leave her there. |
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When they come to take you down When they bring that wagon 'round
When they come to call on you and drag your poor body down Just one thing I ask of you, just one thing for me Please forget you know my name, my darling Sugaree Shake it, shake it sugaree, just don't tell them that you know me Shake it, shake it sugaree, just don't tell them that you know me You thought you was the cool fool and never could do no wrong Had everything sewed up tight. How come you lay awake all night long Just one thing I ask of you, just one thing for me Please forget you know my name, my darling Sugaree Shake it, shake it sugaree, just don't tell them that you know me Shake it, shake it sugaree, just don't tell them that you know me Well in spite of all you gained you still had to stand out in the pouring rain One last voice is calling you and I guess it's time you go Just one thing I ask of you, just one thing for me Please forget you know my name, my darling Sugaree Shake it, shake it sugaree, just don't tell them that you know me Shake it, shake it sugaree, just don't tell them that you know me Well shake it up now Sugaree, I'll meet you at the jubilee And if that jubilee don't come, maybe I'll meet you on the run Just one thing I ask of you, just one thing for me Please forget you know my name, my darling Sugaree Shake it, shake it sugaree, just don't tell them that you know me Shake it, shake it sugaree, just don't tell them that you know me Shake it, shake it sugaree, just don't tell them that you know me |
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Well I taught that weeping willow how to cry cry cry,
Taught the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky. Tears I cried for that woman are gonna flood you big river, And I'm a gonna sit right here until I die. I met her accidentally in St. Paul, Minnesota, She tore me up everything I heard her drawl, that southern drawl. Well I heard my dream went back downstream, cavortin' in Davenport, And I follow you big river when you called. Well I followed her down to St. Louie, later on down the river, Trader said she's been here, but she's gone, boy, she's gone. Well I followed her down to Memphis, but she just walked off the bus, She raised a few eyebrows and she went on down alone. Well I've gotten on down to Baton Rouge, River Queen roll on, Take that woman down to New Orleans, New Orleans. I give up, I've had enough, followed my blues on down to the gulf, She loves you big river more than me. |
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Goin' down the road feelin' bad.
Goin' down the road feelin' bad. Goin' down the road feelin' bad. I don't want to be treated this away. Goin' where the climate suits my clothes. Goin' where the climate suits my clothes. Goin' where the climate suits my clothes. I don't want to be treated this away. Goin' down the road feelin' bad. Goin' down the road feelin' bad. Goin' down the road feelin' bad. I don't want to be treated this away. Goin' where the water tastes like wine. Goin' where the water tastes like wine. Goin' where the water tastes like wine. I don't want to be treated this away. Goin' down the road feelin' bad. Goin' down the road feelin' bad. Goin' down the road feelin' bad. I don't want to be treated this away. Goin' where the chilly winds don't blow. Goin' where the chilly winds don't blow. Goin' where those chilly winds don't blow. I don't want to be treated this away |
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Red and white, blue suede shoes
I'm Uncle Sam, how do you do? Gimme five, I'm still alive Ain't no luck, I learned to duck. Check my pulse, it don't change Stay seventy-two come shine or rain Wave the flag, pop the bag Rock the boat, skin the goat Wave that flag, wave it wide and high Summertime done, come and gone, my, oh, my I'm Uncle Sam, that's who I am Been hidin' out in a rock and roll band Shake the hand that shook the hand Of P.T. Barnum and Charlie Chan. Shine your shoes, light your fuse Can you use them ol' U.S. Blues? I'll drink your health, share your wealth Run your life, steal your wife. Wave that flag, wave it wide and high Summertime done, come and gone, my, oh, my Back to back chicken shack Son of a gun, better change your act We're all confused, what's to lose? Wave that flag, wave it wide and high. Summertime done, come and gone, my, oh, my. |
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Arabian wind, The needle's eye is thin, The ships of state sail on mirage,
And drown in sand, Out in no-man's land where Allah does command. What good is spilling blood? It will not grow a thing; Taste eternity the swords sing: Blues of Allah In 'sh'Allah. They lie where they fall, There's nothing more to say, The desert stars are bright tonight lets meet as friends, The Flower of Islam, The Fruit of Abraham. The thousand stories have come round to one again, Arabian night, Our Gods pursue their fight, What fatal flowers of darkness spring from seeds of light. Bird of paradise fly in white sky, Blues for Allah In 'sh'Allah, Let's see with our heart, These things our eyes have seen, And know the truth must still lie somewhere in between. Under eternity, under eternity, under eternity blue, Bird of paradise fly in white sky, Blues for Allah In 'sh'Allah. |
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