Stagger through the streets Oh god, aint it neat? Said you saw my spine Threw it in the trash somewhere Never asked for it again Think it went off to some great sea Just to be alone Slowly drowning in a puddle Aint it grand My lungs fill up with water Also seep into my hands When theres no good settle Old dog smiles Said he wanted the walls painted yellow Well, they made em green Sick of studying the mountains Sick of studying the sea But nothing that sleep cant take away Yes, i spend my hours resting Theres a change in the core I stopped doing my chores How i pity the hopeful When theres no hope at all A kiss on the teeth Theres blood on my sleeve Dead birds in a pile These things take a while Some things take time These things take a while Some things take time

I've been no good to you I'm calling from Atlanta like the coward i am Far, far from the sixty five O Far, far where no one knows I have made you all blue Many times over, and beyond my control You must see it so strange But i don't think i'll ever change You're gonna make it all through You're all grown up and not dependent on praise You cave so proud like you've always done And I don't know where it's coming from I won't come around I'll be sleepin in my little charcoal house I'll spare you the day i break down and turn I'll spare you my name, i'll spare you the burn

No shoes when i walk, no shirt when i talk Gave me a letter soaked in morphine I was told to keep it safe from harm While he kept clean No letters, no knifes, no guns of right size Hooves will trample the unlucky soul All of my bets are set in stone When baby runs, baby runs to the bone The bone is often seen in between The blood is thick, you can mix it with whiskey The liqour she sung was found in her blood My baby runs to her bone I'm five feet deep, not six feet deep With my body and soul for the devil to keep You may be fast, but here you go last Your boots a-kickin the sun The old white stripes seem to ignite She set herself on a-fire Looks like this time I'll pour out my wine For my friend that lies in the grave Saddle down, saddle up, She never won my dime Now I am forever poor

I am the last ringer of my mother's words Ah, deep, stray Georgia ain't gonna do you no good What a shame, trampled in the dirt My roof holds a murder of sinister birds But i knew all that a long time ago A name, i've had from birth I am Jack, the good, the bad I've kept the peace that we never have had Whatever aces have never been mine Can't say much, though, i've had my chance But only a fool would give his feet for Tennessee Or his pride overseas So i've settled myself along the two-six O' Next house lives Mo, a charming drunk And I sleep moderate I watch Mo from my humble porch Beatin spoonfed nuts with a haystack fork Ain't gonna do nothin' They walk with their skulls on corked on top And their borders circling their feet We never meet, except on work Where i shove, and drag, and kick them around Lights off, not making a sound All the way down the pits I'm sure I'm meant for And likewise on this very fatefull day Finding a punk passed out in barn hay Oh well, It's my job i say, and push And wouldn't you know, looming like a crow There's good ol' Mo, with an all loaded gun And he's gonna fire Flash, bang, shot down by a man that i always loved Covering a junkie sleepin' dead on the floor Nerves aching to my very core Lord and saviour, it hurt so bad Must have been the only pain I've ever had Rollin' around clinging to my chest "Why would you? Have you gone insane?" i say He flips his pipe, "You may just have been of 'em With that hole in your gut I look down and, damn, he's right Hole on hole on hole on hole Might have been from the gunshot though I bend to the dust like a bootkicked dog And the fog, and the dark log to the barn There's a bark from Mo, he laughs So on this fatefull day i utter these fatefull words Like the birds always do "Hey, Mo, fuck if I ever again do a favour for you"

I once knew a man like you He was killed by a nailbomb Borderline Shanghai It once made me break down and cry Now i don't even remember his name Cause you can't steal the heart of a travelin' man I once hade a woman too Steppin' the countryside Inbetween waters We never had no sons and daughters And she soon jumped a train Cause you can't steal the heart of a travelin' man I had a many holy temples And more sacred shrines Long, long gone Now it just pendles off an on And i drift between the ghastlies Cause you can't steal the heart of a travelin' man I've been to Baltimore east And to deep Bhutan All along the moon Well, I think i might go to sleep soon Before i rip it all apart Cause you can't steal the heart of a travelin' man

I've been a moonshiner, For seventeen long years, I've spent all my money, On whiskey and beer, I go to some hollow, And sit at my still And if whiskey don't kill me, Then I don't know what will, I go to some bar room, And drink with my friends, Where the women can't follow, And see what I spend, God bless them pretty women, I wish they was mine, Their breath is as sweet as, The dew on the vine, Let me eat when I am starvin Let me drink when I am dry, A dollar when I am hard up, Jesus when I die, The whole world's a bottle, And life's but a dram, When the bottle gets empty, It sure as hell ain't worth a damn.

Can't leave you all alone Im gonna take you with me when i go Sleepin' in my travelin' bag We'll meet at the coffehouse Rolling, ramblin' freewheelin down the road From this godforsaken place I was born under all these bricks Among cigarettes and spilt wine Hurt like hell too Fed me sirup and hypnotics Because i never saw the sea Should've seen a doctor Been the only kid in town Oh, for so fucking long Staring out in bland space It didn't help the Browns It never helped the Allens Nor the outlaws or the park drunks And my momma and my daddy too had some trouble with the neighbours Never really came around I worked a dime all day Put the nails in our poor house God damn, that summer Can't leave you all alone Im gonna take you with me when i go From this godforsaken place

I wont give you life I wont make a sound Hang my clothes up high to see All i ever do is dream Oh, i had this dream I was covered in shit And babe you were covered in it too It sounds dumb I stepped on a flag today Stepped on a frog too The flag just got dirty But the frog died I might shave Bandage my wrists or be more well behaved Theres a lake ive been meaning to swin in In the lake there are always ducks They live there, they rest there And if i tried i could maybe find a friend Theres on number i alway skip And if i count to one hundred then i let that one slip The gloves alway comes in even numbers Choking till you get even number