I never saw the gal again Just dig my grave beside the railroad So I can hear the trains go by (Traditional, adapted by Ry Cooder) Come and gather all around me Listen to my tale of woe Got some good advice to give you Lots of things you oughta know Take

You say I'm the greatest bound for glory Well the word is out and I learned I got the latest side of the story You're pulling out before you get burned Well your hands are squeezing me down to the bone I never saw you breaking no law Stands to reason

Fly closer to heaven and far from hell Fly so put your wings up, put your wings up Mother said don't pack your bags We ain't got no time for that I saw signs on the video I saw signs looking back but you never know Said the sharp bulbs long lines The

Oh, Hollyann We made the dark into light We saw the wrong and the right We were for life And we would never concede it We left the world behind A million hands gave the sign We held the line

Hung over and hard up Hung-over and hard up I'm broken down and messed up I never saw your leaving comin' but I sure felt it when ya left Memory button stuck on repeat Mind skippin' like a record machine Over and over that goodbye scene Keeps spinnin' in

When all I want is you It feels good to be the one, that you want It feels good to be the one that you want, When all I want is you, can never fade yeah When I first saw you come across the room And then you saw me, then I knew what to do I tried to play

And I'll never be open again I'll never be open again, I could never be open again. Falling through pages of Martens on angels Feeling my heart pull west I saw the future dressed as a stranger Love in a space-dye vest Love is an act of blood and I'm

You are, the only exception When I was younger I saw my daddy cry And curse at the wind He broke his own heart And I watched As he tried to reassemble it And my momma swore That she would never let herself forget

What do they keep on fighting for? Victor was born The spring of '44 And never saw His father anymore The child of sacrifice Child of war Another son who never had A father after Leningrad

Late last night, I went for a walk, Down by the river near my home. Couldn't believe, with my own eyes, And I swear I'll never leave my home again. I saw a man walking on the water. Coming right at me from the other side. Calling out my name; do not be