- 32 Mouths Gone Dry
The way she sleeps her mouth's a wide open basin
I pulled her woman teeth out
She fights me like a woman does
Water eyes and gum sucking pouts
I use her teeth to guide me
More use that some divining rod
Her teeth was worn to nubbins
In my mouth her teeth gone soft
- All About The Bullfrog In Three Verses
Placed my hand on the brow of the sheep
When it comes, it will come heavy
Sheared off his hair, nowhere did he bleed
When it comes, it will come heavy
Sent him down a mountain far from me
When it comes, it will come heavy
Down by the water, no hair, he will freeze
When it comes, it will come heavy
- Jesus Is In My Body - My Body Has Let Me Down
Jesus is in my body but my body has let me down so I will wield this fishing hook till I's put
back into the ground. This hook it does protect me, from evil shame and sick, I boiled then I
blessed it with hyssop mint then garlic...
Now Jesus He be a comin, from Jerusalem or afar
His anger be a risin, slakin out wise mens stars
He swimin over the ocean, dry it up in His wake
keepin the salt in His belly, to cover them He will take
- Raven
Raven in the trees says, "You left me.
You'll be with me only in my dream."
I'd speak to you kindly
But they've taken off my mouth
And put it in an oak chest
That was locked inside your house.
- That Fierce Cow Is Common Sense In A Country Dress
No it's not like that, it's not like that
(repeat)
I am six foot four and weigh two-twenty on the scale,
I've got a red-header's temper, people say I come from hell,
The art of slothfulness I have perfected to a T,
I made money come from everything, some might name it greed.
- This Is How We Do Things In The Country
The first and last time I met her, we was children seven years by
She held my hand so softly, she was perfectly shy
My family went to wander, six years in foreign lands
I returned on last evenin', to take her by my hand
Long about break of morn, I met with my girl
She looked at me with crossed eyes so I sent her from this world
I cracked her with my shovel, she bent my shovel's blade