Goodie good my lordy lord
Here i am again calling you
From abroad.

Goodie good nevertheless
i was, this playing dead
Just doesnt seem to work.

Goodie good my lordy lord
Have merci now since well
you know.

Goodie good nevertheless
I was, you met me sleeping
On a bus station.

The rain fell,
Far from the sky.
Down upon the rocky shores,
And all through the night,
Weathered the rock to sand drop by drop.

Then in the morning the sand blazed bright,
For the man to see.
Down to the shore he went,
And dug up the sand then,
Went and made colored glass.

As I have found myself here again while looking for God
how strange I had to of step
be one there have my fall considered out of a pocket
what seemed well until it
looked as of me that left of
mine to be: I am asking God
what is there now to be
except nights the forests of
steps done below zero by fieldwalks be too cold to sleep
by wind kept of reminded
to be looking for myself.

So i sing the blues
I sing as i should
they say, so i sing
For devil to care.

Song i sing for you
To learn to tell
Right from wrong
Good from bad.

So i sing the blues
All that overheared
Or misunderstood
The heart concerns.

Song i sing for you
To mind to hesitate
For as bad in love
I am as good in hate.

So i sing the blues
Of last good man
As told from news
I do know better

Song i sing for you
Making you wonders
For the heart in due
Please handle with care.

If you would see her there
Wont you say hi from me
Tell her i am doing okey
That im doing alright here

No honey i am not sad
In fact i wasnt for years
Okey once truth be said
Maybe i am a little bit.

If she wouldnt remember
Please dont remind me
Yea i stole that from dylan
:Remembered n reminded.

And no im not a bad man
Or least trying best to be
Every night i say a prayer
Alright maybe five a week.

The same roads and ways
greeting men on streets
Drink only beer and no else
Think would be proud of me.

Please see if long is her hair
if warm coat for cold wind
Yea i stole that from dylan
The hair and the phetamins.

If you would see her there
Wont you say hi from me
Tell her i havent changed
Still dark corners a shy kid.

Still havent find my place
Thou i really enjoy looking
Wrote a song a while back
It goes something like this

Goes like north country fare
Where girl of the boy to live
You can close the dylan case
I have confessed everything.

Little i know about love
As blind the dark
Is blinding the light.

When her hair touch my shoulders, i dont mind.

Im fine. I swear. In these
darker lonely nights, my roots had found acceptance.

When she rest her head in my arms, i dont care

When you get drunk
And clown and ape
Boy, if she is the one,
she wont get mad
but pour you another one.
For the lords name
From vain to keep
And heart full of love.
Boy if she is a gal
To mean that knows
The womans place
To near next to mine
A world on the string
time on watchchain
Boy if she is the one
She will understand
What its like to be a man
In a world like this
corrupted and sold out
Left broke in middle
Boy if she is a gal
Of class she wont cry
Over spilled milk
But help you to pick
the lesser of the evils
With mind well minded
Boy if she is the one
For the heart of gold
Of only worth worthy
of the care of my son.
If my daughter sure will.
She does. Sure is mine.

After all the said and done
I cant love you anymore
the ******* is out.

Ha, hahahaha, **, hohohoho
Since the game is over
And i had won.

In our sweet surrounder
with all the *******
all around.

Ha, hahahaha, **, hohohoho
Throw the dice
Flip a coin.

Smart boys pay him no mind
As they know better
I know worse.

Ha, hahahaha, **, hohohoho
Laughing out loud
Jokin of corse.

At times still can rush
a heart a beat or two
As love it feels as once
Find it to be of no use.

At nights a bit too dark
But sleep how it suits
Mind a dream to mind
To dream of the moon.

Nights cant find a sleep
The wonders i wonder
Of times we were kings
And men were of people.

Days never minded to be
Dressed in leather coats
And in ripped blue jeans
Rascals against the world.

At now and then yet still
In sake of vicious dance
Without lead led by lead
Of the zeppelin is made

Skip little skerry-boat
dance with the sea,
kiss the silver fishies
bring them home to me