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Oh my darling my dear I have reason to fear / That you know not the man you’re adoring / From the dark salty sea I found refuge in thee / But I’m soon to be loosening my moorings • CHORUS • And I’ll hold on hope when I let you go / Though you loved me well, I set out alone / And I will trust these winds / That they will not fail / Open up my heart / Let it be my sail • And I pray when I’m gone / you don’t feel I done you wrong / But if so I will seek my repentance / A convicted fool I am chained to the pen in my hand / And my darling I must serve this sentence • CHORUS • For the day it will come when my traveling is done / And I’ll search for a light on the shoreline / Though I know your harbor slips hold vessels worthier than this / If there’s room would you cast to me your line • CHORUS

I am the seed of Adam and Eve / That apple didn’t fall too far from the tree / Well I stole Eve’s hand and we ran behind some bushes / to try a more original sin • I said I think I love you Eve, she said call me Evelyn / I said I think I love you Eve, she said call me Evelyn • CHORUS • And I said come on baby why you want to wait / Why don’t we start this whole thing over again / Come on baby why you want to wait / You know we can start this whole thing over again / These days she loves it when I call her Evelyn • We were short on rent and got cast out by the landlord / But that don’t seem to phase Evelyn / I found an empty boxcar and I pulled her on board / We’d get south before the winter set in / She runs her fingers over the letters that I carved in / These days she loves it when I call her Evelyn • CHORUS • We got off in what was Jackson next to Charlie’s Bar / And I convinced Charlie to let me play / He couldn’t pay us no money but he had a place upstairs / Where he let me and Evelyn stay / We like it fine but talk all the time about leaving again / Maybe settling down somewhere like France or Ireland • CHORUS • We’ll find a run down shack on a small piece of land / And I’ll work on the house while you make us our own garden

Well I met her last September, and these days I call her mine / She’s my summer windswept Juliet my Autumn valentine / Yea we sit out on a Sunday to enjoy the sweet sunshine / And she says baby how I wish it could be like this all the time • CHORUS • But its gonna take a little rain / To let the grass beneath us grow / Its gonna take a little rain / ‘fore the flowers start to show / Sure we’d all want it our way / But there’s some things we don’t know / Just trust that on the way to beautiful / Its gonna take a little rain • Well we parted on a Sunday much too gloomy for its name / And the visions of forever faded into yesterday/ And I grow tired thinking ‘bout starting over / And all I can help but say / Is “Good lord why does it always have to be this way?” • CHORUS • The dark storms will come to bring you dark days / The rivers will rise and what they want they will take / But that storm will pass and you will remain / Save the tears in your eyes, love, leave that to the rain • The dark storms will come to bring you dark days / The rivers will rise and what they want they will take / But that storm will pass and you will remain / Save the tears in your eyes, love, leave that to the rain • And when that storm passes ‘ take you by the hand / Let you know I’ll be forever your man / And you’ll know this love was never in vain / Save the tears in your eyes, love • CHORUS

Ain’t those girls down on Magazine making themselves a scene / Dolled up in porcelain just like the magazines / Ain’t they so fancy but ain’t they got nothing to say • CHORUS • We don’t mean to be mean / We just ain’t that kind / We’d rather get lost / Just to see what we’d find / And we’ll ride around uptown on my tandem bike / I’ll buy some records, and you’ll buy some wine / I’ll put on a song that I think you might like / Then we’ll drink till we can’t tell the day from the night / Oh its you, darling, its you / That I’d like to stumble into / darling its you, darling, its you / That I’d like to stumble into • Ain’t those boys on the balcony making themselves a scene / Smoking their cigarettes just like the magazines / Ain’t they so fancy, but ain’t they got nothing to say • CHORUS • We don’t mean to be mean / We just ain’t that kind / We’d rather get lost / Just to see what we’d find / And we’ll ride around uptown on my tandem bike / We’ll find that guy we met last Fourth of July / I’m sure he’ll have something that we’ll want to try / We’ll make a rope out of blankets and climb out of our minds / Oh its you, darling, its you / That I’d like to stumble into / Oh its you, darling, its you / That I’d like to stumble into

Well its a slow drag down a burned out building / Baby don’t you want to go / Somewhere east of Mississippi / Ain’t nobody gonna know • Well that governor’s wife was so dawg on pretty / Tell me what’s a boy to do / Now its your life, son / You better leave that city ‘cause the word’s out / She been getting down with you • You might find that straight and narrow way / But you got to Sidestep your grave • Well if you slow down then the devil gon’ catch you / Son, you better move along / Somewhere east of Appalachia / Go ahead and grow your own • If you get burnt out on the blue grass / Pull your plants up from the middle of the corn / Buy a flatbed on your straight cash / Buy a dead man’s jacket from a second-hand store • You might find salvation some day / But you got to sidestep your grave • You might find salvation some day- / Oh repent my son and thou shall be saved-

She holds me in the cold breeze / But only when she’s lonely / Then she’ll act like she don’t know me / When the rain’s pouring on me / Still I trace her lines till I find rest on her shoulder • Well she ain’t much of a lover / Though I’ve passed on many others / just to chase her through the night / to find no comfort in her covers / Still I trace her lines till I find rest on her shoulders • CHORUS • I still don’t know where she goes / Though I try my best to follow / Where the horizon meets the sky / Thats where she goes to cry / But she don’t let me console her / So I’ll just trace her lines till I find rest on her shoulder • Well its her silence that speaks to me / And I swear she runs right through me / Her black lace trimmed in gold / And for me it is my duty / To trace her lines till I find rest on her shoulder • CHORUS

I let my fear of the coming sunrise / Chase me clear to California / Found a town between two mountains / Where I make my bed for now / Found work with a family friend / As a temporary ranch hand / While the winds that whip around me /Do their best to settle me down • CHORUS • But I’ll wait it out / Ain’t no settling for settling down / If there’s a land rush, I’m gonna chase it to the sea / Oh I got to believe that it’ll all work out / I got to believe a change will come around / If there’s a land rush, I’m gonna chase it to the sea / Yea and I’m gonna settle the land / The land ain’t gonna settle me • Who knew these towns named after saints / Could be so good to the sinners / And if I make it through the winter / Won’t this place feel more like home / Still my mind it wanders back to the house that I grew up in / Don’t the sleepy sounds of sweet home rest easy on my soul • CHORUS • CHORUS

Oh all you girls who were born in other countries / Oh how you get the better of me / Where are you from and won’t you kiss me in your native tongue • Have you come from as far away as I have / Or have I found my way to your land / Where are you from and won’t you kiss me in your native tongue • Well ain’t it funny how we meet this way / Being born so far apart / Won’t you show me the way to the train / Oh won’t you show me the way to your heart • Oh all you girls who were born in other countries / Oh how you get the better of me / Where are you from and won’t you kiss me in your native tongue / We could go to the thrift store for a carpet / That fit in our new apartment / That neither of us could afford on our own / But together we’ll be alright • Well its for you this song I sing / And still your cheeks they don’t turn red / Just then it occurs to me / You haven’t understood a word that I’ve said / Oh well… / Well I still hope this song gets stuck in your head • (Tu no entiendes / Pero mi corazon esta cantando / y se canta a ti)….

How quickly your world fell to pieces / Never needed a friend now you do / Love is all that I’ve ever known from you / And love is the least I can do / I’m gonna hold on as tight as I can / Till these dark days let go of you / I’m right here and I will shelter you through • Oh your dark days they are numbered / I know it don’t feel that way, but its true / Just press on past the cold and the storm / Till you find your clear skies of blue / You’re gonna make your way right out of here / One step at a time go ahead I got you / I’m right here and I will shelter you through • Love is all that I’ve ever known from you / And love is the least I can do / I’m right here and I will shelter you through

She was the prettiest thing that they had ever seen / In a small town run on God and gasoline / They marveled at her green eyes and her curls / But in any other town she’d be just another beautiful girl • But they wore that bible belt just a little too tight / down a one way street with only one street light / So to take it right you had to go the wrong way first / Lord in any other town she’d be just another beautiful girl • CHORUS • She got caught with a boy got caught with a cigarette / Yea Jesus might forgive you but the preacher’s never gonna forget / She was everybody’s gossip. Everybody prayed for her / Lord in any other town she’d be just another beautiful girl • She grew up fast and she hiked up her Sunday gown / And the high school boys learned fast they should hang around / Cause in the small town nights the only thing going down was her / Lord in any other town she’d be just another beautiful girl • Yea they were looking through their bibles she was looking through a magazine / She liked them black and white and she loved them in between / but those looks she got were more than she deserved / Lord in any other town she’d be just another beautiful girl • CHORUS • She took the hand of a black boy and they ran away / The day she found out she was three weeks late / She knew that town would never love her baby girl / But in any other town she’d be just another beautiful girl • CHORUS • That girl was born prettiest thing her mother had ever seen / In a busy hospital on a busy street / Should have seen her hazel eyes, brown skin and curls / But to everybody else she was just another beautiful girl

Your heartache and pain well it’s a slippery slope / I caught you fashioning a noose down at the end of your rope / Feeling low down, but it ain’t as bad as you claim / You got your cup half empty and you’re waiting on a hurricane • Turns out the love that he sold you it was one big lie / That could never fit between his hello and his goodbye / Left you low down. Sometimes it happens that way / You got your cup half empty and you’re waiting on a hurricane • Sometimes we all get low down / Feeling bad and broke down / And honey its a low down shame / When the road you start to go down / Leaves you feeling low down / Turn around, go back the other way • Me? I heard from Bobby, Bobby heard from Sue, / Sue she heard it from Sarah said she heard it from you / You was low down. Me? Well I can’t complain / No, I just write a new sad song everytime it rains • Come down and let me in. I’m sitting on your stoop / With a homemade song and some chicken noodle soup / I heard you was low down. Well I brought something for the pain / You got your cup half empty and your waiting on a hurricane / …You wear your heart on your sleeve. Well honey put that thing away!

There’s hand me down dreams in these hand me down clothes / There are songs he used to sing that echo through my every bone / And they tell of a time that I’ve never known • I feel it in my soul… The only stories untold hide down lonely roads / So onward for glory / I’ll pay no mind when the night turns cold / Though I worry this path never turns for home • I know that my hat may never be hung / Still I hope that this song might be passed on like broken in shoes to someone / Lord I just hope I ain’t singing alone • I feel it in my soul… On along this road I will go / And if the loneliness takes its toll / This heavy heart is worth its weight in hope • The hope that one day my hat will be hung / The hope that these songs might be passed on like broken in shoes to someone / The hope that I won’t be singing alone • Cause I feel it in my soul…

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Well I know an old woman who lives on my street / they call her a beggar but she's nice to me / Yea she sits on my doorstep most every morning / and she reads my paper 'fore I rise from sleep / She sits 'neath my window and she sings to me / a song 'bout her lover in a ship on the sea / It's that same sad salty song every morning / I don't know the words, but its this melody / When she's done with my paper she folds it up neat / And wonders her way somewhere down the street / When I open my front door, there at my feet / spent cigarettes and a fifty cent piece / Well I know an old woman who lives on my street / they call her a beggar but she's nice to me / Yea I know an old woman who lives on my street / they call her a beggar but she's nice to me

I wish I could wake up and fill up my French press / Watch the dawn redeem las night's sunset / But I'm all out of coffee beans / And the sun's nearly overhead • CHORUS • But I ain't afraid to run away / From all I've known until today / There's people dying in their sleep / But I'll be sure of just one thing / I'll be dreamin when I leave • I think it's time I fit my life in my back seat / Got a girl I know that I can't take with me / No, it wouldn't be right 'cause we've got different dreams / I think that's why she steals the sheets • CHORUS • But She ain't afraid to run away / From All she's known until today / She says make sure you've got your keys / She says make sure your not forgetting anything / And make sure your dreaming when you leave • How long till these caffeine pills take / Got to make sure I stay awake / Cause its a long road from here to Abilene / But I'll be dreaming when I leave / Yea I'll be dreaming when I leave / I'll make sure I'm dreaming when I leave

Alexander made love to his Madelyn / And the love they made it gave them a son / And with her baby on the way Maddy thought of baby names / But she'd always loved the simple ones / She'd name him John. His name was John / As john slowly grew inside his mom / the doctors found that there was something wrong / Yea they told John's mom and dad the condition John had / That he'd never be too smart / Aw it broke their heart / Till they met John • CHORUS • Some might say he's simple but their all so complicated / Nothing's true when love is war and wars aren't fought for love / John knows nothing of a God above only that he can be saved by love / And you light think that he's wrong / Till you meet John • John and his folks they live down the street / And he takes a walk this way once a week / And when I see him walking past / We'll stop and sit down in the grass / And speak of memories I thought were all but gone / Till I met John • CHORUS • Some write of their dark storms and fear of growing older / While John runs out into the rain to feel the rain drop on his shoulders / Lord I'd never known the hour of dawn / Or the peace of my front lawn / Lord I'd never thought to write this kind of song / Till I met John • And with her baby on the way / Maddy thought of baby names / And she'd always love a simple one / She'd name him John / His name was John

I'm tired of holding old memories / Girl I want to hold on to you / Cause when the night blows cold / That old memory to hold / Don't keep me as warm as you do • CHORUS • And I'll hold out for deal love / I'll hold on for dear life / But this dear life is cruel / so hold me babe / And I'll hold on to you • Nobody's as sure as they're pretending / I can't dance I just shuffle my shoes / But I know it'd make you smile / If we went dancing for a while / So hold me babe / And I'll hold on to you / Now I'm all torn up on sad songs an' whiskey / And you taste like smoke and perfume / Blame it all on me if helps you to sleep / Just hold me babe / And I'll Hold on to you • CHORUS •

• CHORUS • I used to sing the low down, hard luck and trouble, / The crosstown southern blues / But I ain't sang em quite like I used to / I used to sing the low down, hard luck and trouble, / The crosstown southern blues / But I ain't sang em quite since I met you • Baby you got this all wrong / Ain't you s'posed to have another mule kicking in your stall / S'posed to turn your red light on / So I can sing the low down, hard luck and trouble, / The crosstown southern blues / But I ain't sang em quite since I met you / Now girl what you tryin' to do me, good Lord! / Ain't you s'posed to be out spending all of my money / or laying on a cooling board • CHORUS • Now she's my lover she's and she's my friend / Hope it don't take long till she does me wrong / So I can sing them blues again • CHORUS •

She don't know I'm staring at her / Well now she does / Aw but it really don't matter / I'm sure she's got / 3 or 4 nice boys to speak of / But she don't know the casualties she leaves / With her casual teasing / So I'll just order 3 or 4 more / To swallow this feeling / Well I'm a man, babe / Yea I'll stand against a hurricane / But I'm just a man babe / So please don't smile at me that way / Yea my gaze is long, mu hands steady / But only 'cause I've been drinking / My mind dead set / On wondering what she might be thinking / My thoughts are speaking to her / And goof God can she hear them / Good God can she hear them? / Well I'm a man babe / A mountain ain't nothing but / One stone at a time on my back / But I'm just a man, babe / So please don't look at me like that / Well I'm a man, babe / Yea I'll stand against a hurricane / But I'm just a man babe / So please don't turn and walk away

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Early morning, late afternoon / Making good time now / Maybe I won't be too late / Well walked on and walked on / Till I was five miles out, and a young man drove me the rest of the way / Gotta think I'm getting somewhere now / But maybe it's just my way trying to find those things I left behind / Seems like just yesterday / I got a dollar twenty-five says this bus will stop right at my feet and I'll be on my way / Maybe I won't be too late / Oh cause I had a love once / We had a home / But I couldn't leave well enough alone / I used the fire in her eyes to burn those bridges down / But rivers don't wind the same way now. Wish I could drop her a line / maybe rewind time / But she's somewhere in London now / I've got a dollar twenty-five says this bus will stop right at my feet and I'll be on my way / Maybe I won't be too late / I'm worn ragged now / Tired down in some forgotten town / Feels like I've always be that way / It took me this jangling coffee cup I hold in my hand to realize I've always been begging for change • CHORUS 2x•

Patricia found out her fairytale had floated away and it broke her apart like her grandmother’s porcelain plates. And all Patricia’s family and all Patricia’s friends couldn’t put Patricia back together again. She loved a West Virginian who didn’t own an acre of land. He had sawdust in his eyes and coal dust on his hands. He held her in the winter and he was all she knew of a man. But a family so soon wasn’t what Patricia had planned. But he said oh weary one. Won’t you lay yourself down soon. You’ve got a long hard road but baby I can take it with you. I know your heart’s worn down and your faith it tears you in two. But its times like these when believin’s the least you can do. When Patricia’s feeling worn out he goes and buys whatever’s in bloom. He says these days you know, you let grow whatever gets through. When he walks in the door, she falls down on her knees. She says I don’t know if I can stand more days like these. He says time is a casualty and there’s nothing to heal the wounds. And you can’t just go carving away at pieces that ain’t never been bruised. And he says oh weary one. Won’t you lay yourself down soon. You’ve got a long hard road but baby I can take it with you. I know you’re heart’s worn down and your faith it tears you in two. But its times like these when believin’s the least you can do. Oh but there’s times when even he falls ‘neath the weight of his mind. He says babe I’d wage wars for you but these wages can’t support a child. And she says oh weary one. Won’t you lay yourself down soon. You’ve got a long hard road but baby I’ll be right there with you. Babe your heart’s worn down, well babe my heart’s worn down too. But its times like these when believin’s the least you can do. Patricia reads her daughter the fairytales her mother would say. And Virginia just smiles, fair as grandmother’s porcelain plates.

I, I've been lost for four days. That's four more days than I've ever felt alone. And last night I had four dreams. That's for more dreams than any wishing man could ever ask for. If you need a hand to hold onto, looking for a lover in another's touch, well baby it's the simple wind that's gonna hold you up, lift you up again. Baby won't you breath it in, 'cause it'll never blow this way again. Well I, I watched the rise of three suns, but on that fourth one couldn't bring myself to rise. And I, I'm on a train bound for simple love, but I've been sidetracked more than once by the lust in her pale blue eyes. But if you need a hand to hold onto, looking for a lover in another's touch, well baby its the simple wind that's gonna hold you up, lift you up again. Baby won't you breath it in, 'cause it'll never blow this way again.

Frail old man there on your bed, your life behind and mine ahead. Oh what can you say to me? Can you say much of anything? He says I’ve seen classic cars and World Wars, Things nowadays you couldn’t afford. And I’m growing older now. So much older now than I ever thought I would. I’m growing older now. So much older now than I ever thought I would. Newborn babe there on your bed. My life behind and yours ahead. Oh what can you say to me? Can you say much of anything? ‘Cause I’ve watched sun and moon playing chase all afternoon. And I’m growing older now. So much older now than I ever thought I would. I’m growing older now. So much older now than I ever thought I would. And I’m growing older now. So much older now than I ever thought I would. I’m growing older now. So much older now than I ever thought I would. Dear old friend I used to know not so many days ago... Oh what can you say to me? Can you say much of anything? Oh I remember your smiling face just before you left this place. And I’m growing older now. So much older now than I ever thought I would. I’m growing older now. So much older now than I ever thought I would.

She said son, its cold. I said momma I know. She gave me my great grandpa’s coat; It had stripes on the sleeve, a tear in the seam and two cigarettes from 1944. Goddamn I love when it rains at night, makes all my misfortunes feel almost right. When everyone else lies in their rooms by themselves, I take a walk in the middle of the street. As long as you give more than nothing, I don’t plan to ask for much more. If you can walk out your room with more than lies and perfume, babe I’ll wait outside your door. The moon it stands like a sailor that drifts according to the stars. And me, I’m a grain of sand on a faraway land that the sailor will never set foot on. Oh but it feels like I could walk on forever, long as I don’t turn around it don’t seem to get old. Though I do so enjoy sitting with you on your porch close enough that it ain’t quite as cold. – chorus – This is as fast as I go. This is as fast as I go. Oh but if you need something more, won’t you light up my old smoke, and I’ll be on my way outside your door.

Well night just turned into morning but I've been mourning all night. Yea and it just keeps storming and my power's gone so I'll write by candlelight. Yea I'm writing a letter, don't know if I'll ever send. Ain't nothing you haven't heard, just in different words, but I'll tell you again. It says babe it's been storming, at least it has so far. I guess I saw the clouds forming, but I didn't think it would be this hard. Oh and maybe tomorrow, I'll see it all so clear. Is it raining where you are? 'Cause it's coming down over here. I took a moment to sleep babe, sometimes these days I forget. 'Cause when it was you and me babe, felt like the sun never set. I went and blew out my candle with just on gentle breath, but re-igniting the flame, it don't work the same 'less you've got one good match left. And babe its been storming, at least it has so far. I guess I saw the clouds forming, but I didn't think it would be this hard. Oh and maybe tomorrow, I'll see it all so clear. Is it raining where you are? 'Cause it's coming down over here. And if I should ever see you out there on the street... you try to talk about the weather or whatever keeps your mind from me. I'd say babe its been storming, at least it has so far, at least it has so far. I guess I saw the clouds forming, but I didn't think it would be this hard. Oh and maybe tomorrow, I'll see it all so clear. Is it raining where you are? 'Cause it's coming down over here. Oh and maybe tomorrow, I'll see it all so clear. Is it raining where you are? 'Cause it's coming down over here.

Cast to a foreign land, I'm on my back left to watch my hometown city drown and government buildings fade to black. It's gonna take some time, take a whole lot of time, some nail and board, 'cause everything's given in to the warring wind, but it ain't no time to question the Lord. 'Cause I remember when there was something I still believed in. I remember when there was something I still had faith in. I miss my happy home, oh my city lost, oh sweet southern streets, Want to feel that river wind on my face again. That's all that really matters to me. Don't get me wrong I'm the son of a Christian man. But goddamn I miss my home. Passed the church where I used to go. It's barren and caved in. Oh but the people that came to hear the gospel sang, gonna be back to sing those songs again. I miss my happy home, oh my city lost, oh sweet southern streets, Want to feel that river wind on my face again. Yea that's where I'll be when I'm growing old all my stories told 'bout sweet New Orleans. Well don't get me wrong I'm the son of a Christian man. But goddamn I miss my home.

Everybody’s got their dreams. Some just wake up before theirs has told the truth. Others chase them ‘round like children but grow old before theirs has shown their youth. Yea nobody’s got forever. And a dream can make forever feel too soon. It’ll make you scared to death of dying, too scared to even move. I ain’t got songs on the radio; I’m not sure I’d be happier if I did. But I’ll sit and sing a song for you. I’ll make whatever people want to give. And I watch folks around me trembling at the faults they can’t seem to forgive. I might be scared to death of dying, but I ain’t afraid to live. Oh setting sun if you’re coming back this way, won’t you bring me back tomorrow? Oh setting sun if you’re coming back this way, won’t you bring me back tomorrow? ‘Cause I ain’t got much to promise, but I’ll give you all that I know how to give. I might be scared to death of dying, but I ain’t afraid to live. Well my path don’t need a battlefield. This road I walk is dangerous as it is. They put his name there on the war memorial that he and I would skate along as kids. Mr. General he might call me up and call me son, but I ain’t one of his. I might be scared to death of dying, but I ain’t afraid to live. ‘Cause I’d rather miss my home than miss what might be my one chance to run ‘long the lessons of my father, to watch the setting of his only son. He might be tough to look at ‘round midday but he’ll grow gentle when the evening comes. I might be scared to death of dying, but I ain’t afraid to run. Oh setting sun, if you’re coming back this way, won’t you bring me back tomorrow? Oh setting sun if you’re coming back this way, won’t you bring me back tomorrow? ‘Cause I aint got much to promise, but I’ll give you all that I know how to give. I might be scared to death of dying, but I ain’t afraid to live.

Well he calls himself the man on the corner. He's turned a corner in his life. He sings his songs of redemption while the people pass him by. Young man try and offer him change, but he said son, that shit ain't worth a dime. Oh he sings his songs of the rich man. He sings of the devil's gold. Tells stories of a poor man's heart and the price that it was sold. He says those linen covered bodies will whither but that soul never grows old. He calls himself the man on the corner. You can find him playing there on the side of the road. Oh I remember the days when the rains came and I remember the bitter cold, I remember the six strings of that blues man and I remember the hands that used hold. And I remember that man on the corner lying face down in the middle of the road. Yea his linen covered body did whither but that soul never grows old. Yea his linen covered body did whither, but that soul never grows old.

I cant keep these notebooks straight since we parted ways. Lord I write somethin' new every day. Nights, they ain't so hard for me. I just drink myself to sleep with some foolish girl who likes the way I sing. Call me what you will for loving you, and lying with somebody new...Lord it ain't like your waitin' around for me. I just say there's a train that leaves at a quarter past three that I've got a one way ticket to be on. I can come and stay with you, if you want me to, but when you wake up in the morning I'll be gone. I'm on the road these days in a rental car passing semi's and city fearing stars, hoping in my heart I'm headed the right way. I met an English girl at an Irish bar, said she was learning how to play guitar, wondered if I'd come and listen at her place. I said there's a train that leaves at a quarter past three that I've got a one way ticket to be on. I can come and stay with you, if you want me to, but when you wake up in the morning I'll be gone. I called you this morning at about a quarter till three. You didn't answer so I left this message on your machine. There's a train that leaves at a quarter past three that I've got a one way ticket to be on. Don't you go wait up for me, no, get yourself some sleep, but when you wake up in the morning I'll be home. There's a train that leaves at 3:15 that I've got a one way ticket to be on. That train it's takin' me to a woman fast asleep that I should have been sleepin' with all along.

Clock strikes twelve. And all's well. as still in this hotel. And all the silence fill these halls. There are no windows, only walls, in this hasty retreat. And I wait for raindrops to fall inside where I sleep. The holes in the roof where the rain comes through, the holes in the roof. Oh but they let the sunshine in too. Well a window might make me feel sane, 'cause this whiskey just ain't enough proof. Well I'd throw this glass right through the pane, 'cause this fix broke my promise to you. The holes in the roof where the rain gets through, the holes in the roof. Oh but they let the sunshine in too.

Call him wise if you want to. There's only one thing he knows. He never felt so far from home. He's taken planes to New York City and trains to San Anton'. But he's never felt so far from home. He watched his wife of thirty-five years lowered down below and he's never felt so far from home. Yea and he still kneels by his bed, but he ain't asking for no cure. No, he knows he's on his las leg and it ain't his life he's praying for. I've taken planes to New York City and trains to San Anton'. Only got one place left to go. I make my money for the riverman so I can pay his toll and he can punch my ticket home. I hear my wife calling back to me and I want to say hello, so won't you punch my ticket home. Still works every day of his life, his knuckles to the bone. But that ain't why he's bent so low. He's watched the ones used to live around him pass on back home. No one left to call his own. Lived in that same house since the second war but now he lives alone. He's never felt so far from home. Yea and he falls asleep by his bed. He's still in his business clothes. God knows he was on his last leg as his prayers came silent deep within his bones. I've taken planes to New York City and trains to San Anton'. Only got one place left to go. I make my money for the riverman so I can pay his toll and he can punch my ticket home. I hear my wife calling back to me and I want to say hello, so won't you punch my ticket home.