The wind calls your name, get out of your bed Go on out to the hills, the wind will lead Just when we prevail, the hangman is here Hear his boots and see the figure passing by Echoes of him have been heard Spiritually he is all intact Say your prayer

Sweet emotion You talk about things that nobody cares You're wearing out things that nobody wears You're calling my name but I gotta make clear I can't say baby where I'll be in a year When some sweet hog mama with a face like a gent Said my get up and

You've got a friend You just call out my name And you know wherever I am I'll come running to see you again Winter, spring, summer or fall All you've got to do is call And I'll be there, yes I will When you're down and troubled And you need some love and

Baby it's all or nothing now Who do you think you're fooling Baby it's all or nothing Do you care now? Do you know how? Desire makes me weak I've been standing out in the rain I've been calling your name Got that lonely feeling again Calling out your name

We don't, we don't need to talk about this now 'Cause we don't, we don't need to talk about this now Yeah we've been down that road before That was then and this is now The crowds in my heart they've been calling out your name I can remember the good old

Just like my mama said And I'm going straight to hell I'm going straight to hell 'Cause I'm going straight to hell I grew up just west of the tracks Holdin' me to hold me back Around your door she's callin' out my name

Sometimes I hear you calling out my name, And I hear you deep down inna mi brain, If I'm a fool I've only got myself to blame, Well I can see the sign 'cause I'm not blind, Although you're not mine from time to time, I've got to let you know you are my

Goodness gracious I can see the stars Callin' me out, callin' me out just to keep crawlin' into your arms I keep callin' your name, keep callin' your name I wanna hold you close but I never wanna feel ashamed So I keep callin' at night, keep callin' at

Baby, got a bird Honey got a bird, will sing Got a bird, wanna whistle Sure don't mean a natural thing Baby, for I call Honey, for I call your name Baby, you're my hard luck Without Corinna, sure don't mean

Thinkin' about Miss Martha King Miss Martha King Do you think you're doin' me right? Yes, I'm sittin' here thinkin' Well, I'm sitin' here thinkin' I'm in love with that woman I ain't afraid to call her name Lord, I did everythin' for you Done everything