And if i shall no more
Remember my way
The step find a home
I can call be again.

And if might no hope
Be there no to have
And men be right all
To call me disgrace.

And if night to come
To stay be for ever
At days mornin dawn
Song to sing at last.

And if right be wrong
And left be a place
Where with a worlds
Soul to be forbiden.

And if its the last call
Therefore moment
Of rest being at losts
To place your bets.

And if still have at all
Hesitate your hand
And doubts ye voice
In crowd my name.

And if last this poem
I shall have written
And no other a word
I will on ever to tell.

And if forgotten lost
By all a fellow men
And loves in my soul
Been to trusted had

And if even last dawn
Be to come to never
The sun to set no more
As river to no longer

And if so how be it all
Shall be bitter an end
What an end be known
How loud we laughed.

And if to hundred folds
And ways of different
Or same have to come
To be just to be again

And if hear of my voice
Either pain or joy a yell
As my heart it beats on
beats proud beats glad.

Let me show you one that's mine;
She, sweet and strong Caroline.

Her hair, a mess of own
Her eyes, radiant of dawn,
Her skin, under sunlight shine
Oh sweet Caroline.

In every journey she embarks,
A new light, shines a new mark.
Her feats cross the skyline,
Oh proud Caroline.

A palace in her name,
It shall grow in fame.
Own the throne, a while,
My sweet Caroline.

Long the river is.
So long as strange
Far heaven to stray
Wayward river of
the dale my sister
To rain and brother
to wind a dear friend
Long the river led
home as a lighning
To thunder with
storms kept minded
Thus hundred folds
As long the river is
raise a glass to toast
the kindhearted God
Be to bless them all.
Way it wards rivers in
Rush to kneel to kiss
his scareless hands
Long the river sure
Death to meet in fate
Of same songs tale
To be haunted by love
As long the river is
So long. Till the ocean.

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.