Death of Outlaw Billy John Dylan LeBlanc

Meridith come over in a hurry cause theres indian billy john to the gallows she runs to hanks' salloon in a hurry sees the lawmen sitting there nothing to worry Forteen banks and thirteen cold blooded

If the Creek Don't Rise Dylan LeBlanc

and water gets rough Had all I can stand but I can't get enough Let me love you again, give me one more try Oh if the good Lord's willin' and the creek don't rise Someone reminded me not to be reminded of

Tuesday Night Rain Dylan LeBlanc

Well you left in a hurry For that train in Montgomery Left me here with a whole lot of nothing But I ain't too worried Cause you left me with some more Of that Tuesday night rain Wednesday morning storm

Changing of the Seasons Dylan LeBlanc

Unlike most of the songs nowadays Have been written up town in Tinpine Alley That's where most of the folk songs come from nowadays Now this, this is a song this one's written up there This is written

If Time Was for Wasting Dylan LeBlanc

close her door on me To warm herself from my cold hearted ways I guess She took her books and starts to read A romance novel with a picture perfect ending She puts it down cause it hurts her to think Of

Emma Hartley Dylan LeBlanc

house and fix it up Are you happy now Can you breathe again Did you toss away your demons and lighten up Did you close your eyes, did you see her face Did you walk along that beach I've been dreaming of

Ain't Too Good at Losing Dylan LeBlanc

I think too much In the morning when I wake up From the shadows of doubt I can't run For the worse or for the better Like a loaded gun Like a feather I'm falling So lightly to the ground Oh and God, I'm

Low Dylan LeBlanc

alright Are you feeling low Are you feeling alright Are you feeling low Looking at your hair as it blows in the breeze I long to hear you laugh Looking in your eyes And that's all that I'll see Reflections of

5th Avenue Bar Dylan LeBlanc

Well, I could sit here and I could think 'Bout the things that I ain't got So don't mind me if I hesitate Tell you the truth, it ain't a lot I might come in here with a pocket full of money And I might

STACK A LEE Bob Dylan

STACK A LEE Hawlin Alley on a dark and drizzly night, Billy Lyons and Stack-A-Lee had one terrible fight. All about that John B. Stetson hat.

BILLY Bob Dylan

BILLY There's guns across the river aimin' at ya Lawman on your trail, he'd like to catch ya Bounty hunters, too, they'd like to get ya Billy, they don't like you to be so free.

OUTLAW BLUES Bob Dylan

OUTLAW BLUES Ain't it hard to stumble And land in some funny lagoon? Ain't it hard to stumble And land in some muddy lagoon?

Death Is Not The End Bob Dylan

coffee for the road One more cup of coffee 'fore I go.

Billy 1 Bob Dylan

Campin' out all night on the berenda Dealin' cards 'til dawn in the hacienda Up to Boot Hill they'd like to send ya Billy, don't you turn your back on me.

Beautiful Lee & LeBlanc

Your brush with death was far too near, dear And it left you looking pretty in an ugly sort of way And all that can go wrong Never pinned you to the ground You cheated death, broke every bone Now

JOHN BROWN Bob Dylan

JOHN BROWN John Brown went off to war to fight on a foreign shore. His mama sure was proud of him! He stood straight and tall in his uniform and all.

Pretty Boy Floyd Bob Dylan

If you'll gather 'round me children A story I will tell Of Pretty Boy Floyd an outlaw Oklahoma knew him well.

Billy The Kid Running Wild

Silence In the steps of no man's land Camp fire the smell of prarie wind Men surround the blaze Drink booze recall the day Til a strangers voice rings out to pray the sin The man who pulls his gun'd be

Roll On John Bob Dylan

Doctor, doctor, tell me the time of day Another bottle's empty Another penny spent He turned around and he slowly walked away They shot him in the back and down he went Shine your light, move it on

Billy The Bum John Prine

Billy, the bum lived by the thumb And sang of the hobo's delight He'd prove he could run Twice as fast as the sun By losing his shadow at night Now he loved every girl In this curly headed

Rock Back Billy John Hiatt

Get a load of that guy With the dew rag on And the cowboy tie Man that cat is gone Form Memphis to Nashville Then way out west Put that Hollywood party To the acid test Got a little bungalow

black curtains in the bag Billy Nomates

John doesn't open the curtains and now I know why When the driver of many is a passenger in his own life John's really good in his heart, he's really bad in his mind Swear he doesn't mean it but he's gonna

LENNY BRUCE Bob Dylan

He was an outlaw, that's for sure, More of an outlaw than you ever were. Lenny Bruce is gone but his spirit's livin' on and on.

BILLY bluemurder

It was the midnight hour when the boy broke Out of Frisco Running scared he's moving from the heat The electric chair was the sentence there But they didn't take the time or care to see That it

Old Red Chris LeDoux

plains Old Red was one of the last of his breed And wasn't about to be tamed From Idaho a young cowboy came To ride in the big rodeo The young cowboy's name was Billy McClain And Billy had never been thrown

Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night John Cale

Words: Dylan Thomas Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

JOHN WESLEY HARDING Bob Dylan

JOHN WESLEY HARDING John Wesley Harding Was a friend to the poor, He trav'led with a gun in ev'ry hand.

Billy Get Your Guns Jon bon jovi

I just seen trouble He's calling out your name tonite Billy get your guns You could walk away But I know you were born to fight So Billy get your guns The bandileros are strung out

Billy Get Your Guns Bon Jovi

Billy Get Your Guns I just seen trouble He's calling out your name tonite Billy get your guns You could walk away But I know you were born to fight So Billy get your guns The bandileros

Talkin' John Birch Paranoid Blues Bob Dylan

So I run down most hurriedly And joined up with the John Birch Society, I got me a secret membership card And started off a-walkin' down the road. Yee-hoo, I'm a real John Bircher now!

DEATH IS NOT THE END Bob Dylan

DEATH IS NOT THE END When you're sad and when you're lonely and you haven't got a friend Just remember that death is not the end And all that you've held sacred, falls down and does not mend Just

We Didn't Start The Fire Billy joel

CHORUS '57 Little Rock, Pasternak, Mickey Mantle, Kerouac Sputnik, Chou En-Lai, "Bridge on the River Kwai" '58 Lebanon, Charles de Gaulle, California baseball Starkweather, homicide, Children of

We Didn`t Start The Fire Billy Joel

'57 Little Rock, Pasternak, Mickey Mantle, Kerouac Sputnik, Chou En-Lai, "Bridge on the River Kwai" '58 Lebanon, Charles de Gaulle, California baseball Starkweather, homicide, Children of

Billy Bones and the White Bird Elton John

Billy Bones and the White Bird Music by Elton John Lyrics by Bernie Taupin Available on the album Rock Of The Westies Take the wheel I hear the timbers creaking Take the wheel I think this ship

War Is Kind Jakob Dylan

Mother you saw my eyes On the fourth of July Under a banner of roman candles Mother war is kind Like hell but I am fine Brother have you gone west Have you followed through once yet You are still

One More Cup Of Coffe Bob Dylan

coffee for the road One more cup of coffee 'fore I go.

One More Cup Of Coffee (양병집 '떠나지 말아요' 원곡) Bob Dylan

in the sky Your back is straight your hair is smooth On the pillow where you lie But I don't sense affection No gratitude or love Your loyalty is not to me But to the stars above One more cup of

Outlaw Dangerous Toys

She makes me shudder She makes me shake At night I think and I want to take her away Rainbows are on her face Visions of tattooed chains Egyptian rain in my world A princess on her throne Queen of the

Billy Knows Jamie 100 Gecs

Billy knows Jamie, Jamie got a gun Jamie gonna kill me, think I need to run Jamie go loco, Jamie on the juice Jamie kinda scary when they lookin' at you C'mon!

We Didn t Start The Fire Billy Joel

57 Little Rock, Pasternak, Mickey Mantle, Kerouac, Sputnik, Chou En-Lai, "Bridge on the River Kwai" 58 Lebanon, Charles de Gaulle, California baseball, Starkweather, homicide, children of

Outlaw War

Stranger In Town And My Guns Never Cold I'm A Gabler So Bet On Your Life You'll Never Live To Grow Old I Deal In Lead I Won't Step Aside Where Trouble's Waitin Well So Am I I Live For The Fight The Thrill Of

Outlaw Manowar

Well So Am I I Live For The Fight The Thrill Of The Kill Paid In Gold For The Blood I Spill Outlaw Outlaw Outlaw Ride Into The West A Gun By Your Side Hell And Glory Honor And Pride A Gun Will

One More Cup Of Coffee Bob Dylan

sky Your back is straight your hair is smooth On the pillow where you lie But I don't sense affection No gratitude or love Your loyalty is not to me But to the stars above One more cup of

Viking Death March Billy Talent

teach about faith But all your beliefs are still rooted in hate [x2:] Crosses to burn Axes to fall And down on your knees you just dont look so tall Stop, punch in the clock Punch it with all of

Death #1 John Galm

I am the smoke the brings the cancer to your lungs And I am the polyps in your throat And I am the shrapnel that kills every child of war And I am the makers of the drugs you can't afford I am found in

Stack-A-Lee Dr. John

Stack-a-Lee shot Billy Lyons He shot that boy so fast The bullet went through Billy it broke the bartender's glass Stack-a-Lee went around the corner Where they shot Stack in his side Stack-a-Lee went

They Call Her The Cat Elton John

queen Gonna spend my last dime on a telephone call 'Cause she's the wildest thing I've ever seen She was just plain mister once Got herself fixed up real good Just a little boy lost in the land of

Outlaw Mission Of Burma

I have slipped into I have slipped into Saw those creatures in the back of my heart Opened the door and attacked them at the start Pushed my blood into a deeper trance It consumes my thought, it alters

We Didn\'t Start the Fire* Billy Joel

to fight it Little Rock, Pasternak, Mickey Mantle, Kerouac Sputnik, Chou En-Lai, \"Bridge on the River Kwai\" Lebanon, Charlse de Gaulle, California baseball Starkweather, homicide, children of

The Letter Elton John

Dear Billy, I must seem a distant memory Which is probably a good thing And it will have been a long, long time And I will have missed you growing And I'll have missed you crying And I'll have missed you