You say my kisses are not like his,; But this time I'm not gonna tell you why that is.
Lovin' you is the one thing I'll never regret.
You could ride like Annie Oakley,; You could shoot like Belle Starr.
My feet are so tired, my brain is so wired
She knows where I'd like to be; But it doesn't matter.
Those are the hills of hell-fire my love; Where you and I will unite
Took a stranger to teach me, to look into justice's beautiful face; And to see an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.
She once was a true love of mine
I've been down on the bottom of a world full of lies; I ain't looking for nothing in anyone's eyes
We always did feel the same,; We just saw it from a different point of view
The sun's not yellow it's chicken
Our conversation was short and sweet; It nearly swept me off-a my feet.
You could make me cry if you don't know.
Everybody is making love
Or else expecting rain
You lose yourself, you reappear
Sometimes I wanna take to the road and plunder
I see people who are supposed to know better standin' around like furniture.
Are you still my friend, baby, show me a sign
Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial
I been to Sugar Town, I shook the sugar down
Have I surrendered to the will of God; Or am I still acting like the boss?
At the corrida we'll sit in the shade; And watch the young torero stand alone.; We'll drink tequila where our grandfathers stayed; When they rode with Villa into Torreon.
God is in heaven; And we all want what's his; But power and greed and corruptible seed; Seem to be all that there is
At dawn my lover comes to me; And tells me of her dreams; With no attempts to shovel the glimpse; Into the ditch of what each one means
I got nothing left to burn
Sooner or later, one of us must know; That I really did try to get close to you
Tough Mama; Can I blow a little smoke on you?
I'm T-boned and punctured; But I'm known to be calm
Ain't no altars on this long and lonesome road
to live outside the law, you must be honest
Just like you I'm wondrin' what I'm doin' here.; Just like you I'm wondrin' what's goin' on.
Are you looking at me and thinking of somebody else?
And every time you get this close; It makes me want to scream
Gon' walk on down that dirt road 'til I'm right beside the sun
You were trying to break into another world; A world I never knew.; I always kind of wondered; If you ever made it through.
If I shut myself off so I can't hear you cry,; What good am I?
He bought me with a price,; Freed me from the pit,; Full of emptiness and wrath; And the fire that burns in it.
And I can't let go, won't let go, and I can't let go no more.
Something there is about you that brings back a long forgotten truth
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free,; Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands,; With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves,; Let me forget about today until tomorrow.
I can smile in the face of mankind.; Don't even remember what her lips felt like on mine; Most of the time.
The vagabond who's rapping at your door; Is standing in the clothes that you once wore.
When he died I was hopin' that it wasn't contagious
Try imagining a place where it's always safe and warm.
I still got my voice left, I can take it anywhere I go
I feel nothing for their game where beauty goes unrecognized
Well my house is on fire, burning to the sky
it is not he or she or them or it; That you belong to.
She was with Big Jim but she was leanin' to the Jack of Hearts
How did I meet you? I don't know.
I see people in the park forgetting their troubles and woes; They're drinking and dancing, wearing bright colored clothes; All the young men with their young women looking so good; Well, I'd trade places with any of them ; In a minute, if I could
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,; Should I leave them by your gate,; Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
The treasure can't be found by men who search
I'll remember you; When the wind blows through the piney wood.
The country music station plays soft; but there's nothing, really nothing, to turn off
Somethin' there is about you that I can't quite put my finger on.
Temptation's not an easy thing
People on the platforms; Waiting for the trains; I can hear their hearts a-beatin'; Like pendulums swinging on chains
But even the president of the United States, Sometimes must have, To stand naked.
Time passes slowly when you're searchin' for love.