Cardboard Box Of Batteries Kelly Joe Phelps

The wise are playing tetherball and the balls eyes look like mine Rolling around on the end of the cord i can't make up for down A stream lined engine with a cog chipped out of the wheel I remember a dirty

Tommy Kelly Joe Phelps

Tommy had a watch, a good kind of watch It wouldn't tell time if you asked it Didn't have a face, just an ear and an eye To see him with Tommy stole candy from the corner store And gave it to the mice

Taylor John Kelly Joe Phelps

carpet-bag to put another lamp shade on There she was so young and pretty holding out her hand To the last five years that livin' took away, away, hey, yeah, hey, yeah It's a scavenger hunt in the best of

Capman Bootman Kelly Joe Phelps

the manic songwriter's pulled-down rhyme Then leave'em hanging halfway home Surprise is not the same thing twice Music is not your boiled rice [Chorus] Leave the making sense behind Zen bazooka Buddha Joe

Circle Wars Kelly Joe Phelps

The sidewalk coughed up weeds and cracks A book, a magazine and a penny and a dime Oh, and Carl looked behind him making sure the scene was empty Breathed a sigh of bewilderment noting that it was Not

See That My Grave Is Kept Clean Kelly Joe Phelps

There's one kind of favor I'm gonna ask of you There's one kind of favor I'm gonna ask of you There's one kind of favor I'm gonna ask of you See that my grave is kept clean Dig my grave with a silver spade

Slingshot Professionals Kelly Joe Phelps

Calculated entry in the class of circumspection Reasoning, bargaining the last few drams of spirits The serum of one's foolishness. truth be told in a cold pint head 16 ounces of pure warlord dripping

When The Roll Is Called Up Yonder Kelly Joe Phelps

When The Roll Is Called Up Yonder (traditional) When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound and time shall be no more And the morning breaks eternal, bright and fair The chosen ones will gather over on

Fleashine Kelly Joe Phelps

A flea shine shoeshine man of fifteen Brings the house in with a smile All twelve teeth tell myriad stories One upon one and one The breath in his hand waving Drives the gypsy woman mad She loves him anyway

Flash Cards Kelly Joe Phelps

Bouncin' across the lake of ten years Like a stone tossed from the burglar's hand Holdin' my breath, then I'm sinkin' Waves in circle like a memory slowly fade away, slowly fade Remember me, when you look

Katy Kelly Joe Phelps

we laid the deed And evil we have done Evil I will do no more To a mother and her son Katy Katy stay away from me I could never quit you, no You gotta let me be Sharpened up my razor, picked a piece of

Gold Tooth Kelly Joe Phelps

The air is turning cold outside It's a rabbi in a brothel for the third time The gold tooth of a broken man A white glove in a purse down at the bottom of the sea The day is turning dark outside All aspiration

Beggar's Oil Kelly Joe Phelps

A mustard seed is (has been said) All that men will need A filthy boy in a Bowery lane Under the times in a drowning rain Stealing bits of sleep again Has heard this common creed Grows into the tallest

Wandering Away Kelly Joe Phelps

Will I shed one more tear for my broken family And have a glass of whiskey with another friend That has nowhere to be Get my feet on the road they feel much better there Gonna stop trying some day some

Worn Out Kelly Joe Phelps

Wonder flood the valley, tunnel feed the soil Free advice with constant wit, never to recoil Bums rush o'er the high grass field with shoes of plastic lace That untie at the first step, not the last that

It's James Now Kelly Joe Phelps

Well, Double R.J. is older now, he stays up watching the night snow fall Black bound book on the table, dusty beside card tricks and games Yeah, one by one he cuts the names from the back of the daily

Rusting Gate Kelly Joe Phelps

The first part of the traveling when enticement carries the weight Is always worth the settling earth around the rusting gate The chain falls off the hinges squeak The corners that call are not for the

River Rat Jimmy Kelly Joe Phelps

walks like a shadow and that he dances like a ghost The one that looks like jimmy lord he scares me the most River rat jimmy and Jehoshaphat Playing boyhood mumbly peg a six inch bowie blade Out the top of

Mr. My Go Kelly Joe Phelps

with a fine toothed crack All the words are candy, rot out my brain With a nail twisting front hot here Nail twisting hot front up to back He didn't know this triumph is nothing like waste The smell of

Jericho Kelly Joe Phelps

It was not two days, a night and a day I look back at the man he was before a sorry stranger banged up on the shore your warm arms tore the walls down. the devil with the damn things anyway they were of

Hobo's Son Kelly Joe Phelps

prayer be heard and guide me on her way Not today might be here tomorrow Been three years and change since I held her near Up and down these roads I've looked everywhere And not once have I seen the color of

Knock Louder Kelly Joe Phelps

You've surely done more pounding than I give you credit for I'm a fool most times, unusually so, and an inveterate sage With the wisdom of half a rock washed up on the sand So many simple things I just

Without The Light Kelly Joe Phelps

Where my sorrow goes, there I'll be Water runs up through my door And washed me clean of my childhood Dirt on the floor, a reminder Well I can't tell you I'm not at all afraid Crossing that river again

Footprints Kelly Joe Phelps

Skip across the dust in the corner of my room While the walls pull away Keep my hiding spirit shuffling Keep my hiding spirit shuffling You can look but you won't find me Yeah, the Footprints show the

Piece By Piece Kelly Joe Phelps

the bucket hit the bottom and the rope come rolling by When three hundred years has been the time from whence it came Why hadn't someone yet figured out to lower down the gun And shoot out the middle of

Waiting For Marty Kelly Joe Phelps

The milk man doesn't stop here and the bone is chewed to bits Stack of mail and old newspapers in the overgown yard The light bulb on the back porch takes it's last breath Waiting for marty to get home

Many A Time Kelly Joe Phelps

promise and I have one prayer Only believe Thou gonna be saved All I can offer is one wayward sinner Confused and surrounded by wavering faith Let me go quiet That I may listen Understand better the weight of

Don Quixote's Windmill Kelly Joe Phelps

make sure not to say to you Those dark and thundering clouds are through That I have met escape this time All is well and we'll be fine Jenny keep the covers up Bathe in winter sleep I be among the curs of

Hosanna Kelly Joe Phelps

and the world's gone away Let me hear your hosanna Come on and let me hear your prayer I'm going down to the city, I got a home there The last day's done and the darker hour draws nigh Might the wings of

Not So Far To Go Kelly Joe Phelps

Ginger dyed her hair red to it her name Burny pocked his arms with a pack of camel lights Long sleeves outdoors to keep the kids from crying And ginger climbed the high wire just to make them cheer.

Window Grin Kelly Joe Phelps

throwing with a dirty hand As soon as He\'s not looking we\'ll sneak into the Promised Land We\'ll sneak into the Promised Land Sure all them blue pills, rock and mix the green ones in Oh, no kind of

Roll Away The Stone Kelly Joe Phelps

Early one morning here as I look at across a worn out plainEarly one morning here as I look at across a worn out plainDust bowl memories you can hear me shoutDust bowl memories you can hear me shou...

Sail The Jordan Kelly Joe Phelps

When that trouble is getting hard up hereYou and I know better to tell thereGet on a boat, sail the Jordan and jump in the river and drownDeeper and deeper as my mother shall feel the painAnd her c...

Go There Kelly Joe Phelps

I could hear them singing like they are gonna fall outRaising hands and hoping,Singing, bringing in the sheets soldiers marching byI want to go there when I dieEyes open wide like a little boy I wo...

Cypress Grove Kelly Joe Phelps

I'd rather be buried way down in some cypress grove I'd rather be buried way down in some cypress grove To have me a woman that I can't control your knee-bone gone aching and your body sure getting...

That's Alright Kelly Joe Phelps

That's alright, that's alrightMy soul gonna sit up in the kingdom, that's alrightSome say Peter , some say PaulBut one God made us allAnd my soul gonna sit up in the kingdom, that's alrightThat's a...

Goodnight Irene Kelly Joe Phelps

Sometime I live the country Sometime I live in town Sometime I have a grave notion To jump into the river and drownQuit your ramblin' quit your gamblin' Quit staying out late at nightStay at home w...

Train Carried My Girl From Town Kelly Joe Phelps

"Where were you when the train left townI was standing on the corner, my head hanging downI be crying hey, train carried my girl awayI be crying hey, that train carried my girl away from townAshes ...

Joe Hill Luke Kelly

I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night Alive as you and me Says I, 'But Joe, you're ten years dead' 'I never died', says he 'I never died', says he.

Kate Kelly The Whitlams

So you just keep on drinking And you try to forget How they strung up Joe Byrne To the jail house door He looked just like a marionette He was dead for two days And I'll tell you no lies With the press

Cardboard Avenue Ry Cooder

for the drink my friend, that's alright with me Let's drink to the workingman, wherever he might be Remember what he stood up for and the struggles he went through Then let us take a little stroll down Cardboard

Living In A Box Living In A Box

in on all sides Nothing doing I feel resistance As I open my eyes Someone's fooling I've found a way to break Through this cellophane line Cause I know what's going on In my own mind Am I living in a box

Cowboy Joe Toy-Box

(Cowboy Mighty Joe my hero) This is a story, about Cowboy Joe. (Cowboy Mighty Joe my hero) "Howdy Ma'am" (lets go) Have you heard the story bout the bad boy in town?

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We Thuggin' (Remix) (Feat. Busta Rhymes, Noreaga, R. Kelly, Remy Ma) Fat Joe

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