: Delia, oh, Delia Delia all my life If I hadn't have shot poor Delia I'd have had her for my wife Delia's gone, one more round Delia's gone I went
: (Leonard Cohen) Like a bird on a wire Like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free Like a fish on a hook Like a knight from
: I got a friend named Whiskey Sam He was my boonierat buddy for a year in Nam He said is my country just a little off track Took 'em twenty-five years
: From the hands it came down From the side it came down From the feet it came down And ran to the ground Between heaven and hell A teardrop fell In
: With the twilight colors falling And the evening laying shadows Hidden memories come stealing from my mind As I feel my own heart beating out The simple
: (Loudon Wainwright III) There once was a man who just couldn't cry He hadn't cried for years and for years Napalmed babies and the movie love story
: Back about eighteen and twenty-five I left Tennessee very much alive I never would've made it through the Arkansas mud If I hadn't been riding on the
: (Tom Waits) There's a place I know where the train goes slow Where the sinner can be washed in the blood of the lamb There's a river by the trestle
I don't want no aggravation When my train has left the station If you're there or not, I may not even know Have a round and remember Things we did that
[Introduction - A Cowboy's Prayer:] Lord, I've never lived where churches grow I loved creation better As it stood That day you finished it so long ago
Back about eighteen and twenty-five I left Tennessee very much alive I never would've made it through the Arkansas mud If I hadn't been riding on the
(Nick Lowe) The beast in me Is caged by frail and fragile bars Restless by day And by night rants and rages at the stars God help the beast in me The
(Loudon Wainwright III) There once was a man who just couldn't cry He hadn't cried for years and for years Napalmed babies and the movie love story
(Kris Kristofferson) Why me Lord, what have I ever done To deserve even one Of the pleasures I've known Tell me Lord, what did I ever do That was worth
Delia, oh, Delia Delia all my life If I hadn't have shot poor Delia I'd have had her for my wife Delia's gone, one more round Delia's gone I went up
I got a friend named Whiskey Sam He was my boonierat buddy for a year in Nam He said is my country just a little off track Took 'em twenty-five years
(Tom Waits) There's a place I know where the train goes slow Where the sinner can be washed in the blood of the lamb There's a river by the trestle
(Glen Danzig) Bad luck wind been blowing at my back I was born to bring trouble to wherever I'm at Got the number thirteen tattooed on my neck When