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Oh well tonight when
I lay me down
Oh well lord I'm going home
Back to that river
Back to my brother oh lord
I may no longer be alone

Now in my life I've

I ain't got no money, baby
Give me some money
Don't want your honey
I can make my own
Well now, you keep you sugar
Well I, I'm plenty sweet
Oh, give me some money
Or just leave me alone

I was born in Cincinnati
My daddy worked on the river
The work dried up back around that time
And he took us down to West Virginia

See my night trouble started early
I was stealing and gettin' in fights
Smoking and drinking by age thirteen

Call ya momma
And tell her that you coming home tonight
Call ya momma
Tell her I ain't doing you right
You said I could never stand to be alone
Look at you now standing full grown
And you need to call ya momma and tell her
Come and carry you home

I'll write you a letter tomorrow
Tonight I can't hold a pen
Someone's got a stamp that I can borrow
I promise not to blow the address again

Lights that flash in the evening,
Through a crack in the drapes

My heart might be broken
'Least these days I got me a good woman
Standing in the kitchen where the sun comes through the curtains
Wondering what this day's gonna bring me
Yesterday I felt so much more than I feel now
Standing in the window with my heart bleeding out
They say the world keeps turning, ah but still I have my doubts
Because I don't know what to believe

Well I'm leaving
Tonight babe on a midnight train
I got to get out while I still can
Cause that woman don't do nothing but bring me down
So I think I can be lonesome far away in another town

I'm standing outside in the pouring rain
Every half hour them trains come rolling back again

Wish I could say that I know you
'Cause lord, I wanna understand
Need you to know there's nothing I want more in this world as a man
There's none greater than time
And I'm sure no one knows better than you
Sometimes I wonder if you realize who you're talking to
Ah but you won't break my heart again, no
Broke it once, I was too young

Silence broken
Thunder roll
Followed by the bright light
From a lightning strike
Wind is pickin' up
To a low moan
Feel the pressure drop
Rain start and stop

The Mississippi Delta was shining
Like a National guitar
I am following the river down the highway
Through the cradle of the civil war

I'm going to Graceland, Graceland
In Memphis, Tennessee, I'm going to Graceland
Poor boys and Pilgrims with families

Lord, I'm goin' uptown to the Harlem River to drown
Dirty water gonna cover me over and I'm not gonna make a sound

I'm on a roll, mama, I gotta go, gotta get there while I still can
Troubled days are behind me now and I know they're gonna let me in
When you see me walkin' up the empty yard, just a-singin' and a-clappin' my hands
Tell my mama I love her, tell my father I tried, give my money to my baby to spend

If you don't like sunny days
Then I'll make it rain
Make a bird sing
Any song you wanna hear it sing

Fix all your broken things
If I was the devil

She said why bother, you've nothing left to take
Just your tattered heart and if that ain't broke, it's gonna break
But baby you don't know is the jokes on you
Yeah I still got the blues

Don't know why I let you stay on long as I did
Don't know why I let you treat me like this
But I guess when we were young we'd act like kids

I been circling
The side of my hands
Reserves are running low and
I'm looking for a place to land
'Cause far too young I learned to fly
So I should know now as a man
How to come back down now
I'm looking for a place to land now

Mama'd tell me of her hopes
What she hoped to leave behind
And what she thought that she would find
Out in California

She'd talk about Mississippi
Still don't know how it is
Any place could be worse than this

And a good woman, but she's stubborn as hell
Decent job, pour me some beers after the bills
But I hate these slow Monday afternoons
Work five days a week
Maybe two Sundays a month
And I make enough to give my baby all she wants
And ya I guess I make a good wage
And I guess I shouldn't complain

I'm a bad dream
I'm not a nightmare, I'm too goody for that
Let's just say I'm the last thing you wanna see coming
I'm the reason they say watch your back
But for so long, I was like a wounded hound
Backed into a chain-link fence
The world at large was just a big, mean kid
Poking me through the fence with a stick

When the one you love loses faith in you
Oh there ain't a damn thing to do
Just hang your head down
Tell your momma you're gonna sort it out
When the one you love loses faith in you

Oh then you start to see the doubt
When she covers her mouth to tell a lie

Maybe it's a blessing, a blessing in disguise
I know I'll feel better someday
But right now I'm
Standing in the doorway
I'm slumped against the door frames
Waiting for you to leave before I cry again
Why can't I tell you a thing?
And why do you always think the worst of me, babe?

Worried, worried 'bout the weather,
Whether you'll love me, baby
Whether you'll love me
Now the wind is picking up
Pressures comin' on, now
I seek shelter through a, through a burstin' storm
Just two fools out in the rain
Just happy to be together now

Well he woke up that morning
And he called into work
Put on his daddy's old suit
With a second hand shirt
All untucked, shoes untied
The people all snickered as he walked by.
So he stopped in a bar,
Bought a shot of Stevens and another.