I've been talking to myself 'bout the greatness coming. Talking to myself 'bout the greatness coming. Talking to myself 'bout the greatness coming. Greatness coming my way.
There's a black cloud rising, broad and wide. Like a dark horizon before my eyes. Better pray for peace and guard my kin. 'Cause the thunderhead is rolling in.
Please, just deliver me peace and a chance to stay. It ain't even closure I need, it's a recovery. Well, I'd sink in the water or cry at the altar. I'd bleed for a minute to say?.
He looks in the mirror and flexes and shaves. And his mind says he's cut and he's tall and he's brave. He wears cologne to the spa and a tie to the store.
In my town, there's a piece of hell. A little dig called The Chess Hotel. You can move on in and be a small town slave. Or you can get out now if you're feeling brave.
She's a killer, a real cold killer. She'll drive you out to the back. Just to kiss and attack your will. . She's a monster, a real soft winner. Her heart is pumping her blood.
There's a rip like a hole. In the heart, in the soul. Of the man who wants. Nothing to do with love. . There's a girl like a hope. That she could never know.
I got places we can go, there will be no-one around. There's a bridge over the river at the edge of the town. Where there's nothing they can hear, there's nothing to see.
I've been wrong from the beginning. I've been wrong from the beginning. If you've been losing while I've been winning. Then I've been wrong from the beginning.
You know, I can't forget what I saw the last. The bright red dress and the yellow sash. The cold blew in with the past the day. I left my body and never came back.
I am the world, I'm the boys and the girls. I'm the dads on the grind, paying rent, punching time. I'm the guy on TV, saying, Jesus is near. I'm the man in the cell, I'm his courage and fear.
I've been working on the land, hot sun got to me. Think I may be dying, bring me your tea. Sheep in the thicket, fruit on the tree. I work till I'm bleeding, bring me your tea.
A tight little tee shirt everybody likes. You come from the country to dance away the night. It isn't that your mama wouldn't be proud. It's only that your daddy would never live it down.
I sit in the willows, my hat on my knee.. There's a man in my shoes where a boy used to be.. I'm wore-out and weary, but before my time's done. I need to find me a place in the sun..