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Well I'm so tired of crying but I'm out on the road again
I'm on the road again.
Well I'm so tired of crying but I'm out on the road again
I'm on the road again.
I ain't got no woman just to call my special friend.
And I'm going to leave the city, got to go away.
I'm going to leave the city, got to go away.
All this fussing and fighting, man I sure can't stay.

I remember to this day
The bright red Georgia clay
And how it stuck to the tires after the summer rain
Willpower made that old car go
A woman's mind told me that so
Oh, how I wish we were back on the road again
Me and you and a dog named Boo
Travellin' and livin' off the land
Me and you and a dog named Boo
How I love being a free man

It was only a winter's tale
Just another winter's tale
And why should the world take notice
Of one more love that's failed
It's a love that could never be
Though it meant a lot to you and me
On a world wide scale
We're just another winter's tale.

When you're down and troubled
And you need some loving care
And nothing, nothing is going right
Close your eyes and think of me
And soon I will be there
To brighten up even your darkest night
You just call out my name
And you know, wherever I am
I'll come running
To see you again
Winter, spring, summer or fall
All you have to do is call
And I'll be there
You've got a friend

Take the ribbon from my hair
Shake it loose and let it fall
Lay it soft upon my skin
Like the shadows on the wall
Come and lay down by my side
Til the early mornin' light
All I'm takin' is your time
Help me make it through the night
I don't care what's right or wrong
I won't try to understand
Let the devil take tomorrow
But tonight I need a friend

I'm alive!
And I'm seeing things mighty clear today, I'm alive
I'm alive!
And I'm sitting here yelling and doin my thing, I'm alive
And I'm real!
I can breathe and touch and sing and feel, I'm alive
I'm a man!
Who don't care if my hair's a bit long, I'm a man

If I offered you a picture,
And the paint is yet to dry,
Could you live with just a whisper,
A flower is meant to die,
If I had all of the answers,
I could poor salt on my wounds,
I could fill this room with sorrow,
So no one would ever see,
I want to wake up and drink from your river,
I want to reach out and tear down the sky,
To know I'm alive,

Sighing softly to the river
Comes the loving breeze,
Setting nature all a-quiver,
Rustling through the trees.
Chorus.
Through the trees.

And the brook, in rippling measure,
Laughs for very love,
While the poplars, in their pleasure,
Wave their arms above.

When the mist's a-rising and the rain is falling
And the wind is blowing cold across the moor
I hear the voice of my darlin'
The girl I loved and lost a year ago
Well it's hard to believe I know
But I hear her singing in the sighing of the wind
Blowin' in the tree tops way above me
Yes I'll always remember
Till the day I die
I'll hear her cry
Johnny remember me

Here comes Johnny singing oldies, goldies
"Be-Bop-A-Lula", "Baby What I Say"
Here comes Johnny singing, "I Gotta Woman"
Down in the tunnels, trying to make it pay
He got the action, he got the motion
Oh yeah, the boy can play
Dedication, devotion
Turning all the night time into the day
And after all the violence and double talk
There's just a song in all the trouble and the strife
You do the walk, yeah, you do the walk of life
Hmm, they do the walk of life

I keep a close watch on this heart of mine
I keep my eyes wide open all the time
I keep the ends out for the tie that binds
Because you're mine, I walk the line

[Verse 1]
Some people say a man is made outta mud
A poor man's made outta muscle and blood
Muscle and blood and skin and bone
A mind that's a-weak and a back that's strong

[Chorus]
You load sixteen tons and what do you get
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don't you call me cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the company store

[Verse 2]
I was born one morning when the sun didn't shine
I picked up my shovel and I walked to the mine
I loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal
And the straw boss said "Well, a-bless my soul"

[Chorus]
You load sixteen tons and what do you get
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don't you call me cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the company store

[Verse 3]
I was born one morning, it was drizzling rain
Fighting and trouble are my middle name
Raised in the canebrake by an old mama lion
Can't no-a high-toned woman make me walk the line

[Chorus]
You load sixteen tons and what do you get
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don't you call me cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the company store

[Verse 4]
If you see me coming, better step aside
A lot of men didn't and a lot of men died
The one fist of iron and the other of steel
If the right one don't a-get you
Then the left one will

[Chorus]
You load sixteen tons and what do you get
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don't you call me cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the company store

Working for the Yankee Dollar
Processions bear that human flare which mark a hero's welcome
For those dead and for those shed it was a big occasion
And all flags and Yankee mags which embroidered all the meaning
In an oversight, forgot the fight, which never bore elation

And when the Yankees first went to Trinidad,
Some of the young girls were more than glad,
They said that the Yankees treat them nice,
And they give them the better price.
They buy rum and Coca-Cola,
Went down Point Cumana,
Both mothers and daughters,
Workin' for the Yankee dollar.

Say, darkies, hab you seen de massa, wid de muffstash on his face,
Go long de road some time dis mornin', like he gwine to leab de place?
He seen a smoke way up de ribber, whar de Linkum gunboats lay;
He took his hat, and lef' berry sudden, and I spec' he's run away!

CHORUS:
De massa run, ha, ha! De darkey stay, ho, ho!
It mus' be now de kingdom coming, an' de year ob Jubilo!

He six foot one way, two foot tudder, and he weigh tree hundred pound,
His coat so big, he couldn't pay the tailor, an' it won't go halfway round.
He drill so much dey call him Cap'n, an' he got so drefful tanned,
I spec' he try an' fool dem Yankees for to tink he's contraband.

In the fire, the king will come
Thunder rolls, piper and drum
Evil sons, overrun
Count their sins, judgment comes
The checkerboard of nights and days
Man will die, man be saved
The sky will fall, the earth will pray
When judgment comes to claim its day

I, I will be king
And you, you will be queen
Though nothing will drive them away
We can beat them, just for one day
We can be heroes, just for one day
And you, you can be mean
And I, I'll drink all the time
'Cause we're lovers, and that is a fact
Yes we're lovers, and that is that
Though nothing will keep us together
We could steal time just for one day
We can be heroes for ever and ever
What d'you say?

Whatever happened to all the heroes?
All the Shakespearoes?
They watched their Rome burn
Whatever happened to the heroes?
Whatever happened to the heroes?
No more heroes any more
No more heroes any more

Yes, I'm being followed by a moonshadow
Moonshadow, moonshadow
Leaping and hopping on a moonshadow
Moonshadow, moonshadow
And if I ever lose my hands
Lose my plough, lose my land
Oh, if I ever lose my hands
I won't have to work no more
And if I ever lose my eyes
If my colours all run dry
Yes, if I ever lose my eyes
I won't have to cry no more

Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away
Now it looks as though they're here to stay
Oh, I believe in yesterday
Suddenly, I'm not half the man I used to be
There's a shadow hanging over me
Oh, yesterday came suddenly
Why she had to go
I don't know, she wouldn't say
I said something wrong
Now I long for yesterday

Tell me your troubles and doubts
Giving everything inside and out and
Love's strange, so real in the dark
Think of the tender things that we were working on
Slow change may pull us apart
When the light gets into your heart, baby
Don't you, forget about me
Don't, don't, don't, don't
Don't you, forget about me

Southern man, better keep your head
Don't forget what your good book said
Southern change gonna come at last
Now your crosses are burning fast
Southern man

Nita Juanita,
Ask thy soul if we should part
Nita Juanita,
Lean thou on my heart.
Soft o'er the fountain
Lingering falls the southern moon
Far o'er the mountain
Breaks the day too soon.
In thy dark eyes' splendor
Where the warm light loves to dwell
Weary looks, yet tender
Speak thy fond farewell.
Nita Juanita,
Be my own fair bride.
Nita Juanita,
Lean Thou on my heart...

So I went home to El Paso
Stopped to get myself a map
Went the wrong way into Juarez
With Juanita on my lap
Wanted man in Indiana
Wanted man in Mexico
Wanted man in Milwaukee
Wanted man in Buffalo
Wanted man in Minneapolis
Wanted man in ol' Cheyenne
Wherever you might look tonight
You may see this wanted man

This is a story about Billy Joe and Bobby Sue
Two young lovers with nothing better to do
Than sit around the house, get high and watch the tube
And here is what happened when they decided to cut loose
Headed down to, ooh, El Paso
That's where they ran into a great big hassle
Billy Joe shot a man while robbing his castle
Bobbie Sue took the money and run.