Heaven light a way for a fallen Let me ease the pain from my mother But he feels the deception in his head Down by the lake of Mississippi A boy was born poor and abandoned And as he walk you could hear him yearning For a home and he prays And by the

A-ha, me boys a-riddle-i-day! Ha, me boys! Lukey's boat is painted green, Well oh, Lukey's boat is painted green, The prettiest boat that you've ever seen, Well oh, Lukey's boat's got a fine fore cuddy, Lukey's boat's got a fine fore cuddy, And every

In hell, there's comfort in these flames and I don't feel the pain Here in the dark I can see where you are I see so clearly The beat of my heart just stops and starts Whenever you're near me I just gotta thank you, all the love I gave you Came and you

I hate you! Your own child I didn't touch you there Mother please forgive me I just had to get out all my pain and suffering Now that I am done, remember I will always love you I'm your son Little child, looking so pretty

So, so you think you can tell Heaven from hell Blue skies from pain Can you tell a green field From a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil? Do you think you can tell? Did they get you to trade Your heroes for ghosts?

While we're living The dreams we have as children fade away They fade away away away I'll paint you the picture 'Cause I don't think You live round here no more I've never even seen The key to the door We only get what we will settle for

Mama been laid off Papa been laid off Billy can't get a job Don't let them stay home and listen to the blues My brother's been laid off For more than two years now Ooh can't get a job Ooh they gotta listen to the blues Help them to strive

Just for you And my arms are open, just for you just for you Golden days, life was play Pain was all a world away We went to school we learned the rules We trusted all they had to say Then life took a turn We had to learn And we can't go back again

Let freedom ring with a shotgun blast Blind man ask me forgiveness I won't deny myself Disrespect you have given Your suffering's my wealth I feed off pain, force fed to love it And now I swallow whole I'll never live in the past Burn my fist to the

I'm the number one fan He said please come to Boston For the springtime I'm stayin' here with some friends And they've got lots of room You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk By a cafe where I hope to be workin' soon Please come to Boston