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Worn Out Kelly Joe Phelps No, I think not, it's as if my thought has worn the clown's disguise Oh, my little life worn out on a goddamn road I live to breath more than believe, a reason for this load Is it my own version of a terrifying Roll Away The Stone Kelly Joe Phelps Early one morning here as I look at across a worn out plain Early one morning here as I look at across a worn out plain Dust bowl memories you can hear me shout Dust bowl memories you can hear me shout Piece By Piece Kelly Joe Phelps "Piece by lonely piece the mountainside tumbles away Back down to the river bottom lined with pocket worry stones A hundred years in hand worn smooth by long grandmother nights Sitting by the rocking chair Beggar's Oil Kelly Joe Phelps selling bitter meat Exemplary of faith I guess Starts with naught but soil Upon the shoes of wayward men Ministers will not befriend Smite the temple yet again Spill their precious oil I've thrown my seed out Cardboard Box Of Batteries Kelly Joe Phelps Never enough time to think it out only time to forget i'm here. The bill is on the table but i've got no coins for pay A beer half circle around her name. what the hell did she say? Slingshot Professionals Kelly Joe Phelps Fifty year old walking stick worn through the lion's head Carrid proud like a saber on a limestone statuette The little's can't decide which to lust for, which to desecrate Imagination sits with the marbles Jericho Kelly Joe Phelps devil with the damn things anyway they were of no use, just a frame from there he would watch, watch only. not taking a part in this world I'd sold my mule and bale of hay these shoes left, tattered and worn Go There Kelly Joe Phelps I could hear them singing like they are gonna fall out Raising hands and hoping, Singing, bringing in the sheets soldiers marching by I want to go there when I die Eyes open wide like a little boy I wonder River Rat Jimmy Kelly Joe Phelps This he walks like a shadow and that he dances like a ghost The one that looks like jimmy lord he scares me the most River rat jimmy and Jehoshaphat Playing boyhood mumbly peg a six inch bowie blade Out Capman Bootman Kelly Joe Phelps and flannel arms Dancing with a voodoo doll Sweat rolls down the old guitar Seeing things the way they are A crooked look lay on his brow Beside a wisecrack whiskey mouth Tip up the bottle and pour him out Goodnight Irene Kelly Joe Phelps Sometime I live the country Sometime I live in town Sometime I have a grave notion To jump into the river and drown Quit your ramblin' quit your gamblin' Quit staying out late at night Stay at home Waiting For Marty Kelly Joe Phelps Marty's in the bath house yanking out the gray Getting older ain't a party it's a good damn play No wonder dogs howl. they can see the rider coming Waiting for marty to get home. Hosanna Kelly Joe Phelps tattered and my spirit grows cold Let me see your wisdom Lord before I get too old Let me hear your hosanna Come on and let me hear your prayer I'm going down to the city, I got a home there Struggle out Wandering Away Kelly Joe Phelps the crows feet eyes of anyone Better when they roam Whatever happens then falls under the wheel Dancing to a fiddle tune with the devil on my heel Wandering away My knees are wobbly my back keeps going out Flash Cards Kelly Joe Phelps messed up game, in this messed up game Juggled in the hands of ten long years Like colorful wands of fire in the arms of a red-eyed wino Life held tight in purple lips and tongue That mumble and spit out It's James Now Kelly Joe Phelps My folks are goin' out today, I've got some weed, are you comin'?? Rusting Gate Kelly Joe Phelps Tried my hand at company, wine poured out for two Blue charade that I have made while lying next to you Take the next thing home, my dear, leave me to my ways The only clothes that seem to fit are the Katy Kelly Joe Phelps Singing soft and low My little one's mother is Holding him and crying She hears Katy call my name And I can see her dying Katy says she loves me I used to feel the same Walking by the old boneyard Calling out Mr. My Go Kelly Joe Phelps shooting from a saddle Yeah, I got a spur and a horse high shooting from a saddle Oh I'm knee deep in salt and shoe grease Whipping the leather with a fine toothed crack All the words are candy, rot out Taylor John Kelly Joe Phelps floor, yeah, to the floor, yeah, to the floor Taylor used to marvel at the way the music sounded She drifted down the carpet-bag to put another lamp shade on There she was so young and pretty holding out Window Grin Kelly Joe Phelps Hobo's Son Kelly Joe Phelps all my days Whittle off the hours with a memory for my blade And carve the hand of sally dear hoping her to find Not today might be here tomorrow ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By KELLY Train Carried My Girl From Town Kelly Joe Phelps Many A Time Kelly Joe Phelps Gold Tooth Kelly Joe Phelps Tommy Kelly Joe Phelps Fleashine Kelly Joe Phelps Don Quixote's Windmill Kelly Joe Phelps war Rife with battles deep The fight will be a furious one The outcome surely curious Don Quixote's Windmill cease to desecrate My will for peace ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By KELLY Not So Far To Go Kelly Joe Phelps Knock Louder Kelly Joe Phelps . ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By KELLY JOE PHELPS Lyrics © BUG MUSIC