Keep Movin'

I find myself on a crowded train

Goin' anywhere that I can aim

But the wheels wont roll, coal won't burn

The conductor never took the time to learn

I gotta keep movin'

I jump the window into a truck

Speeding by me it's just my luck and the

Driver skids, says "what the fuck?"

And yet again I find that I am stuck

but I gotta keep movin'

Keep movin'

I flee through desert toward a car

The headlights flicker at me like a star

The lights turn away like the setting sun

I guess I've no choice but to run

I gotta keep movin'

Movin' on...

Well I ran and ran until I couldn't take no more

Collapsed exhausted on a blue ocean shore and I

Started riptiding to the ocean floor

Until I found myself at death's door

My boat is coming at any minute and I just know I'm gonna sail off in it

My boat is coming at any minute and I just know I'm gonna sail off in it

Come on! I just know I'm gonna sail off in it!

I gotta keep movin'

Keep movin'

Keep movin'

Long Shot

I’m a long shot baby, a long shot is what I am

I’m a long shot baby, a long shot is what I am

Well my mane’s gone gray but but legs ain’t tired

And I can run much faster than anybody says I can

I’m a long shot baby, a long shot is what I been

I’m a long shot baby, been shootin’ since I don’t know when

Don’t put your money on another horse hon,

I ain’t gonna be one of those twenty-seven also rans

Seems to me there must be some mistake, I don’t know where

You got it all wrong, but on the other hand I don’t care

I wanna take my time before I get blue in the face

Cut the shit, we both know it, it’s a long race

Well I’m a shortstop baby, a shortstop is what I’ll be

I’m a shortstop baby and a shortstop is what I’ll be

I can shuffle-step side to side, legs down, open wide

Side-spitting, knocking down every ground ball I see

Seems to me you got a little trouble with the play by play

You got the wrong idea ‘bout every other word I say

I wanna call time out and fiddle with my batting gloves

It ain’t just good defense that everyone loves

I’m a long shot baby, a long shot is what I am

I’m a long shot baby, a long shot is what I am

Well my mane’s gone gray but but legs ain’t tired

And I can run much faster than anybody says I can

I wanna take my time before I get blue in the face

Aw come on, we both know it, it’s a long race

Takin’ Your Word For It

To a certain extent I’ll be takin’ your word for it

Cause it’s all I can do

You’ll be putting you faith in me and I

I’ll be placing a bet on you

If it’s a sure thing that you want

Write a letter to your confidante

Listen to me child, if you please

Oh there ain’t no guarantees

Oh well I gathered up my nickels and dimes

And I stepped onto the bus

All the passengers were looking at the driver

And he was a-smiling at us

Well we shimmied from side to side

I said my prayers, enjoyed the ride

Cause there was nothing I could do or say

To make that driver drive a particular way

To a certain extent I’ll be takin’ your word for it

Cause it’s all I can do

You’ll be putting you faith in me and I

I’ll be placing a bet on you

If it’s a sure thing that you need

Cut your finger and watch it bleed, but

Listen to me child, if you please

Oh there ain’t no guarantees

I gathered up a couple of dollars

And I headed for the bar downtown

I stopped to pick young Annalee up and to

Get us a bottle of brown

Yeah but, Crazy Chester and his four piece band

Had her dancing with another man

And there was nothing I could say or do

To make sure that she didn’t go home with you

To a certain extent I’ll be takin’ your word for it

Cause it’s all I can do

You’ll be putting you faith in me and I

I’ll be placing a bet on you

If it’s a sure thing you think you’ve found

Everything comes back around

Listen to me child, if you please

Oh there ain’t no guarantees

Listen to me child, if you please

Oh there ain’t no guarantees

Outrage for the Execution of Willie McGee

That old shoe is bound to walk now

That man right out the door

But this old shoe is bound to walk now

Tell you what the reason's for

This old dollar bought me nothin'

This dollar's sick and frail

But this dollar bought you somethin'

Now your man is free on bail

Some old souls have the courthouse

To see the justice done

Some souls have the courthouse

To let the wrong man run

Some old souls are bound for heaven

Some souls are bound for jail

Some souls can buy each other

And some souls are not for sale

Well you

Take the life of poor black Willie

Take the life because you can

Take the life of poor black Willie

and free another guilty man

Well you

Take the life of poor Black Willie

Take the life in Jesus' name

Take the life of poor Black Willie

and find another man to blame

Do you have no heartbeat?

Do you have no heartbeat pounding inside?

Do you have no heartbeat by which to abide?

Do you have no heartbeat when you heard that he died?

Did you have no heartbeat?

Well you

Take the life of poor black Willie

Take the life because you can

Take the life of poor black Willie

and free another guilty man

Well you

Take the life of poor Black Willie

Take the life in Jesus' name

Take the life of poor Black Willie

and find another man to blame

Do you have no heartbeat?

Do you have no heartbeat?

End of The Road

Chickens in the meadow, they’re brown and yellow

They’re black and white and red on the head

Twenty-one hens, living in pens

The rooster know how to crow

Mama said she’s gonna kill the rooster this summer

Won’t be sleeping in the winter if he’s crowing like a sinner

I don’t wanna kill him, maybe we can sell him

Sell him to the man at the end of the road

The end of the road, the man’s so old

Lives all alone with his dogs and his gold

Ain’t got a rooster, know that he used to

Maybe I’ll pay him a visit in the morning

One of the chickens had slim pickins

Wandered all around till it died

My little sister picked her up, kissed her

Brought her into mama and cried

She’s only seven, going on eleven

Going on twenty-five

She could plow a heel with the back of her heel

She’s the worker and the queen of the hive

Chickens in the meadow, brown and yellow

I can’t keep track of the spots on their back

Rained for a minute, we danced in it

Maybe the mountain won’t die

I wanna go and see what I know and

Learn if you love me true

And when I come home, if I feel all alone

Gonna sidle up next to you

Tucumcari

Gonna runaway to Tucumcari

Make camp where the land is bare

Gonna runaway to Tucumcari

Ain't no one gonna find me there

Found trouble in the town I come from

Left six months ago or so

Had to run from the men I wronged there

With no aim as to where to go

I'm told that the law ain't there yet

And the ones who tried are dead

But if the lawmen come to find me

I'll make that river red

I'll make that river red

Gonna runaway to Tucumcari

Kick dust up the riverbed

In the shadow of the Spanish Fortress

I'll lay my weary head

To an indian girl I'll marry

On a calico horse we'll ride

Won't leave until I'm dead and buried

With the silver in the mountainside

Gonna runaway to Tucumcari

Kick dust up the riverbed

In the shadow of the Spanish Fortress

I'll lay my weary head

To an indian girl I'll marry

On a calico horse we'll ride

Won't leave until I'm dead and buried

With the silver in the mountainside

Gonna runaway to Tucumcari

Make camp where the land is bare

Gonna runaway to Tucumcari

Ain't no one gonna find me there

Cassie, Come On Over

Cassie Cassie

Come on over

When your man's away

Cassie Cassie

Come on over

You know you will someday

He don't know no better than to leave you here without no money

He can only think of number one

No he's not the only man who loves you sweet and calls you honey

Guess you better pack your things and run --- come over!

Cassie Cassie

Come on over

Cassie Cassie

Come on over

In Memphis Memphis

Memphis Memphis

He's workin' all the time

Well Memphis Memphis

Memphis Memphis

Some old day he'll find

Memphis Memphis

Memphis Memphis

His girl is bound to roam

Memphis Memphis

Memphis Memphis

Shouldn't have left you home - alone

He don't know no better than to leave you here without no lover

He can only think of number one

I know he's not the kind of man who saved his lovin' for no other

Guess you better pack your things and run - come over!

Cassie Cassie

Come on over

Cassie Cassie

Come on over

Laramie

There was always someone pulling the strings

In the old days when we were dancing

And singing till our throats got sore

Who in their right mind would ever go and look for more

But this is now and that was all before

There was always someone watching us play

In our desert sandbox

Crying when the wind blew sand in our eyes

We’d set aside a pile of sand whenever anyone died

And then one day we went out to explore

When we got snowed in in Laramie in the early days of May

There was something taking care of me and you wouldn’t you say

There was always a story pointing the way

And we’d sit together reading

And scratching our beards and our chins

We used to keep a running count of everyone that loses and wins

And we could be forgiven for not learning from our sins

When we got snowed in in Laramie in the early days of May

There was something taking care of me and you wouldn’t you say

Well the second singularity was a million miles away

But it wasn’t far enough away and now we’re gonna pay

When we got snowed in in Laramie in the early days of May

There was something taking care of me and you wouldn’t you say

Well I know you’re not aware of me, we’re a million miles away

But we’re never far enough away and now we’re gonna pay

Mona, Take Me Home

She said you be good to me

I’m the only one you’ve got

I’m the only one you’ve got

And were we meant to be

Thanks for giving me a shot

Don’t forget me when I’m shot and cold

I said i’d never let her down

Just as far as I can tell

Just as far as she is carrying my heart around

Well I told her to be good

To the things between the hood and road

And if ever I get lost

Sleep, my love

You’re safe beside me now

And we’re together anyhow

Through the night we ride

On the fumes of gasoline

And the soul of our machine we go

And if ever I get lost

Mona won’t you take me home

Mona won’t you take me home

Mona won’t you take me home

Mona won’t you take me home

Mona won’t you take me home

Mona won’t you take me home

Mona won’t you take me home

Mona won’t you take me home

Barstow

I headed west to Barstow and left my family

Dreaming of Sierra Gold and livin' by the sea

But the desert's so damn hot here,

and the water isn't free

This ain't what I thought California was supposed to be

Barstow Oh Barstow! Your torture isn't fair!

I left my home for riches but there ain't gold nowhere

Oh Barstow I don't know what's keepin' me around

The toughest godforsaken place that I have ever found

I been workin' down in Barstow every night and day

Saving up frustration and hiding it away

Somewhere in the blistering sun,

beneath the only tree

This ain't what I thought California was supposed to be

Barstow, Oh Barstow! Your torture isn't fair!

I left my home for riches but there ain't gold nowhere

Oh Barstow I don't know what's keepin' me around

The toughest godforsaken place that I have ever found

Homesick

The highway signs

The yellow lines

Rollin out and under by the thousands

The desert nights

The city lights

I left to be a ramblin' cowboy

Sayin' so long

With one last song

Is the best way to keep from marryin'

And stayin' strong

When all goes wrong

Is a weight I'm pretty used to carryin'

But I think of you at night

When the world is absent light

When everything's so quiet and so lonesome

You're the cigarette

I just can't kick

I'm homesick

Ah babe we had it good

Underneath the hood

Was an engine well greased, and purring

I felt that yawn

A-callin' me on

To somewhere strange and alluring

And every mile

Is so worthwhile

When there's someone out there who will meet you

I pretend that

My heart did mend

But sometimes the road can defeat you

I picture you at dawn

When the sun is barely on

When even birds of morning have a sturdy grasp upon

A branch, a home, a silent little song

When everything's so quiet and so lonesome

You're the cigarette

I just can't kick

I'm homesick

These phantom pains

Runnin' in my veins

Are proof that my skin is not as thick

You're the last sillhouette

Before the sun does set

I'm homesick