they had some fun." She said to me, "Let's do the same." And still I taste her kisses And her freckles in the sun When I play the poet game. A young
I said I'd never come to this ugly old hotel again. Baby, here I am. I said I'd never knock again on # 22 Baby, how are you? Some nights something
Here come the artists with their intense faces, With their need for money and quiet spaces. They leave New York, they leave L.A.. Here they are - who
Money comes out of Dad's billfold. Hankies come out of Mom's purse. The engine hardly makes a sound Even when you put it in reverse. It's got a push-
Have I done enough, Father, Can I rest now? Have I learned enough, Mother, Can we talk now? Will you visit me In my place of peace? I'm going driftless
Jesus had some water, said "Wine'd be better yet". Elvis picked up a guitar and made all women wet. Elvis he died young - Jesus he died younger. Elvis
live alone and love everyone And I feel pretty good. Is that so wrong? Passion called and I would blow it. Now I'm an old Chinese poet Here in the going
We closed that bar and we closed that town. The sun looked different coming up than it did going down. That was long ago - do you still love me or do
Oh Lord, I have made you a place in my heart Among the rags and the bones and the dirt. There's piles of lies, the love gone from her eyes, And old moving
Lipstick on a thermos cup, Lust and whiskey fill it up And smoke blows from the chimney to the moon. It's much too cold in the Midwest - Chilly hands
[Chorus:] One wrong turn is all it takes And there ain't many signs - You only get a few breaks. Some get more. Some get less. One wrong turn leads to
Sadness come to my house With a stinking bouquet, Smiled with her thin gray lips And said, "Honey, I'm home to stay." [Chorus:] And I said, "Go away
