Dying of the Pines The Gourds

Dying of the Pines I've lived long enough to see the dead horse I've lived long enough to cross swamps at night I've lived long enough to chase a rat I've lived long enough to take a jet

GHOSTS OF HALLELUJAH The Gourds

GHOSTS OF HALLELUJAH Our candles are in danger from the way we carry them So keep yer matches handy and wait to see if when The ghosts of hallelujah trickle through the walls brandishing the wrong

Magnolia The Gourds

Magnolia well its the end of the dream that started on green metal she whispered and the wind shook the Magnolia seeded limp in winter well she twisted round the cage and she twisted

SON OF BUM The Gourds

SON OF BUM expecting me to clean my house out under my fridge I found the roach bug they were eating my potatoes they even got to raise a fambly it aint no failing I just want 'em out I live

PAIR OF GOATS The Gourds

PAIR OF GOATS had some mojo I dont know bit her hand and charged wipe her life source from my chin and my red guileful grin that belies all the fire that flies from my nostrils when I cry get

Rugged Roses The Gourds

Rugged Roses tell me with yer eyes in silence let them ring the precious humming of our hearts in silence let them sing may our phantoms find there places where ever that may be let only the

Pine Island Bayou The Gourds

Pine Island Bayou my poor Uncle Jimmy Turk he got his house full of water and dirt in that flood of '94 Pine Island Bayou came thru his door In that flood of '94 that devil rain began

I ate the Haggis The Gourds

I ate the Haggis I ate the Haggis By and by Hallelujah I ate the Haggis, Now I Feel like a cat on the warm hood of a car that's just done driving on a cold winter's day hey hey Brought

Cold Bed The Gourds

Cold Bed The cold tonight seems more anxious to talk than he has seemed in nights before skinless face and yellow heart, he hesitates and I wait All my stories are about the same things

Pushed Her Down The Gourds

Pushed Her Down I kissed the ground I coughed it up my lemon skin my broken jar I pushed her down on my way up I saw the top of her head I was tired so I went to bed I pushed

Raining in Port Arthur The Gourds

Raining in Port Arthur this afternoon I walked out into a ditch the crawfish stirred the water the papermill blew in on the Southeastern wind and it was raining in Port Arthur I pulled

Clear Night The Gourds

Clear Night It's a clear night how are you tonight its a bone white smile of a night there are chimes that chill my bones I know you don't know which way I will go when I cross

BEAN BOWL The Gourds

BEAN BOWL flyin moth took what it could yer half naked moth did good a rabbit jumps it a sheep makes it horse hockey piggly wiggly go cat go and I want you to crawl out of my bean bowl

Lament The Gourds

Lament I could tell you that I was a christian and I don't guess that would be a lie I could tell you that I was church of christ and I don't guess you could prove me wrong so don't trouble

Honduras The Gourds

Honduras In Honduras cotton smoked and burned for days To be outdone by Guatamala To be outdone by Texas With a pitchfork and a bell Grubby little runners bring her news of me second hand

Maria The Gourds

Maria Oh Maria hands it out she comes from Guatamala she helps me get around she helps when I'm in trouble when the ice cream hit the ground The Federales they were a'coming she

Caledonia The Gourds

Caledonia a little song a little dance a little seltzer down yer pants lump o gold the size of yer head a little bramble in yer bed happy day in a boat trade a heffer for a goat

LADIES CHOICE The Gourds

LADIES CHOICE flyin down this hill on my schwin well I guess this is where it all begins go in sandburg come out like ray charles an odor of jasmine for yer flowers sometimes on my bicycle rides

Dark and True The Gourds

Dark and True I know m'heart is heavy I know m'thoughts is blue I know the light will be shining all night bells will be ringing dark and true m' bells will be ringing dark and true

Piss and Moan The Gourds

Piss and Moan spent my whole paycheck on the goddamn rent and much more i can piss and moan about gonna piss and moan right outta here spent the whole damn day in the goddamn house

COUNTY ORANGE The Gourds

his white buckled shoes nor was barefoot his speed he didnt like grocery store feet he was a fussy little kid when it came to footwear but on Friday he could wear whatever he damn well pleased the

Trampled by the Sun The Gourds

Trampled by the Sun oh trampled by the sun oh sexless for days oh and I sweat gardenias oh sexless for days I may be under valour's feet I'm not scared to be a coward unless I'm

Makes me Roll The Gourds

Makes me Roll It's yer sweet interjection kind of affection boring contraption gooey confection circumlocution Rasputin tootin dismal depression Rich Little impression cosmic

GANGSTA LEAN The Gourds

GANGSTA LEAN Yer gonna have t'sit there and drink yer cup of muddy water Yer gonna have t'let the blood dry on yer hands Ask yer mama t'knit you a blanket from Esau's thigh Cause yer gonna have

Plaid Coat The Gourds

Plaid Coat Started out late In my Dirty Plaid Coat Watched my heel lift the dead satin dress from the ground One day I touched it with my hands and it scattered like scared birds

All the Labor The Gourds

All the Labor All the labor landed in the sod where the digger cried its my calling, sir and it is no mistake that I put you in the ground so well and if they pay me well thats great it's

Carolina Pines Kate Wolf

Just an old house with the roof fallin' in Standin' on the edge of the field Watching the crops grow like its always done before Nobody lives here anymore The sun's going down on the Carolina pines I'm

UP ON HIGH The Gourds

UP ON HIGH up on high where the wild foam vanilla baths flow you know who chose the bones over the entrails dispatch the toothless yapping dog and while that dog was taking a shit I snuck up behind

When the money comes rolling in The Gourds

When the money comes rolling in Jack hammers whistle at your gait call it what you will when all the beauties go to lunch call it what you will When the self-bereaved bastards bellyache

Money Honey The Gourds

Money Honey sadness cost you bottles o beer shiney things don't get it she waits and waits full of boring tears waiting for the money and she waits a long time loneliness is a bitch

Wispering Pines Johnny Horton

Wispering Pines Johnny Horton Johnny Horton's Greatest Hits woooo woooo woooo The snowflakes fall as winter comes and time just seems to fly Is it the lonely missing me that make me want to

MY TIME, YER TIME The Gourds

MY TIME, YER TIME folds and folds of hurling whirling words come spilling out yer hole dont intellectualize yer eloquent vomit when you rise now peter had Paul dont have it I have it have it said

THE FLAT BARITONE The Gourds

THE FLAT BARITONE Form a ring and wind and twine Round the ol' grape vine Heavy on the wire from the house Salt the cow and kill the calf Meet yer lonesome with a once and a half Gent¹s on the

Coppermine The Gourds

Coppermine Coppermine, oh coppermine My great-great grandfolk on my father's side used to work,in a coppermine - oh yeah A penny here, a penny there won't you drop one in my waterwell The

I Like Drinking The Gourds

I Like Drinking I Like Drinking to forget your name And I smoke reefer a'do much the same Between me and you - there's ain't nothing I wouldn't do to untangle these ties with you How much

LGO The Gourds

LGO The kiwi and the liquid gold For Helen would have surely knowed I'd love her if it weren't that I Bind myself to a single joy I was sleeping with my LGO I was polishing my midnight

Suburban Pines Roo Panes

Grey skies, suburban pines Come watch a film at mine. That’s where you grew up playing, Near the bridge above the motorway.

Last Song Matt Pond PA

Civilized All our lives Not a breath The grass unmoved To sleep inside the stillness Without blood Without air All the stares Averting eyes This was what's worse than dying My mind was set Just like the

These Pines Kasey Chambers

These pines are not the ones that i'm used to They won't carry me home when I cry Am I too far gone to recover Or can I turn if I try Should I trade my soul for another Should I stay and pretend that I'm

JANUARY 6 The Gourds

JANUARY 6 Waiting for the lozenge to clear yer throat So you can stand up and say all the words you wrote All along the fences, all along the lines Yer gumption's fading and the honeysuckle's dyin

Web before you walk into It The Gourds

Web before you walk into It There's a spend o time disconnected on yer line we stay up all day just like the sun everybody will go crazy when the moon messes up you bought the last

FINE LEATHER TRUCK The Gourds

FINE LEATHER TRUCK Whippoorwill won't ya listen To my roaming story We started out frying up a morning glory I tell you 'bout the things ya like t¹know I found & how the moon woke us up with

LOWLANDS The Gourds

LOWLANDS I saddled me a wounded priest Rode him wet through this August heat I took me a German bride all empty and bloody inside in the dark I heard a thief he stole my money and my grief

Stadium Blitzer The Gourds

Blitzer Whistle through my wallet rent's due - I ain't got it I like my water heater Its's a leaker in my Stadium Blitzer Livings gotten easy Everything I ever wanted From Glasgow And the

When Wine was Cheap The Gourds

When Wine was Cheap I've got callous feet you fear the wine believe me in the morning I've done worse things at night the colorful language feels like my oriental whore I've been

Jenny Brown (Sweet Beak) The Gourds

Jenny Brown (Sweet Beak) Hurry up now, turn the water into coffee, is it there? are you here? did you just wake up? did you just fuck up?

I Come Up The Gourds

I Come Up I come up from underground went back down forgot my bike lock went back up drank my dirty water on the ground I felt like iron sister bed rest been a long time will

Pinetar Rampart The Gourds

Pinetar Rampart A pinetar rampart in that there front yard I got ripe in a way you see that's mine out there in one goddamn night half eaten half eaten I got ripe I got ripe in a way I shutt...

Boil my Strings The Gourds

Boil my Strings Living down here they throw me down and count me I'm making this up, it keeps my feathers clean and the black boys they kick my ass and tell me that the women their ruby lips

Sweet lil Lub The Gourds

hogtied, used to get sanctified used to get whiskey (scotch) and I'd say used to get a liar, used to get sanctified used to be Jesuslike in my actions used to be harmonius, I used to pray to the