He fell in love with a reservation girl
During the time of the sugar beet harvest
They moved out west to the coast where he built her a bed
Made of shag-bark from Sherwood Forest

And life was good until she told him goodbye
Said they was better off living separate lives

One more corner to turn
One more lesson to learn
One more gentle word would be the last I ever heard
But ain't no one gonna give that to me now

Then at once I'm taken outside
All at once I hear you say goodnight
And just once will you allow me to stay
You shake your

I cannot face the past,
Id rather face the dark.
Dont know what to say,
Dont know where you are.
Is love too strong a god?
How long do we have to go?
Ever tempted by
How far wed have to fall
To feel that way again.
I come back for the farm.
I would have me

Just don't drink the black bottle
It just don't get you anywhere
Not unless you want the westbound train to is no more
And we don't want you going' there

Don't drink the black bottle
It just don't get you anywhere
Not unless you want the westbound train to is no more

Tommy, you know, he had one deaf ear
Back from his minesweeping days
You never could tell just what he could and could not hear
And he intended to keep it that way

He joined the Navy just like his Daddy done
When he was of the rightful age
He took off right quick like m

I wish I could not say
Then I wouldn't have to lie
But it's gonna be ok
I met more honest men inside
But I never met a cop
Who didn't like his jackets straight
Never met a jailor who wasn't on the take

Yeah but I'd rather be a bum than a bitch
I'd rather catch a

After all somewhere we hold it all, many stories below
And now and then we face ourselves again, used to be bearable
Don't have you, don't have you, don't have you
Don't have you, don't have you, don't have you

After all I don't feel brave enough, go put your feet on the floor<

Only the leaves
Feel the need
The witching hour
And the worker bees

But we better go South
Cause shadows are long
No matter how old you get
You can still be wrong

Cause I'm still just working it out
Hours into days

Sometimes I sit
Alone in the gr

He put on his shirt carefully, making sure that the buttons matched up
His sleeves were always too short
But at least it meant he could always see his watch
And often he checked the time
And it would be stopped
He always thought it was broken
But then he'd remember he had

You fell hard
Are you sure you're ok?
I feel the stilts holding up the house
And hope the floorboards hold the weight

Would you help my thoughts as I
Go to work at the fair and come Wednesday
We on our dock your back yard to supper
In the evening

Don't you los

In the cab of the black pickup
We stuffed each other in
And all the sheep were in the bed
And like us they were shivering

But it's alright if it rains inside tonight
We'll be lined up in our slickers against the wall
And if the wind dares the roof to just cave in
We

We caught out on a grainer
That was picking up speed heading West
Threw our bags into the rabbit holes
As we laid our heads to rest

And I saw you there
Yes I saw you there

But every man there's a vacancy
For everything we wickedly implore
Oh Lord keep it far f

Once there was a bee named Spider
His legs were all long and lean
He was always in the fields working on his flying
So to impress her lady the queen

Once there was a queen named Gioma
She was doted upon by all her worker bees
They guarded her from all her enemies
Fe