My sorrow (I swallow) Follow me (Oh hell no) Was it me? (I swallow) Forget me (I don't know) Always I'm locked in my head

It's a sin for you to get a Mexican divorce One day married, next day free Broken hearts for you and me Down below El Paso lies Juarez Mexico is different, like a travel folder says Cross the Rio Grande and you will find An old adobe house Where you

Now I'm wavin' You know just takin' it slow, baby I think I'm bad as hell I got issues, out of line Sayin' tomorrow I'll get the dishes Easy bake, easy wake up on Just give as much as you take Forgive as much as you hate

Ain't no valley low enough Ain't no river wide enough To keep me from getting to you babe 'Cause baby there ain't no mountain high enough I'll be there on the double Ain't no mountain high enough Listen baby, ain't no mountain high Ain't no valley low,

We 'bout to go up baby, up we go Gonna give it to you I want to get louder I got to get louder We're blowing out speakers Our heart a little clearer In capital letters For worse or for better Yeah, then there was you

My mother said, to get things done You'd better not mess with Major Tom Ashes to ashes, funk to funky We know Major Tom's a junkie Strung out in heaven's high Hitting an all-time low Do you remember a guy that's been In such an early song? I've heard a

The nature of your beauty puts my mind at ease I wanna slow it down where the water’s deep Get that Northern healing washing over me Made me better man And it’s plain to see And I’m humbled in the presence of your majesty

If you see her, say hello She might be in Tangier She left here last early spring Is livin' there, I hear Say for me that I'm all right Though things get kind of slow She might think that I've forgotten her Don't tell her it isn't so We had a falling-out

I'm so lonesome I could cry Hear the lonesome whipperwill He sounds too blue to fly The midnight train is whining low Well maybe the night is cold But together they fade Like the shadow that ran up to the hills Trying to fix her wings There's a saint and

Just don't wake daddy Sled dogs after dinner Close their eyes on The howlin' wastes Kurt Cobain, reincarnated, Sighs and licks his face Then they drift past strips Of Serengeti and the gates Of Sleepy Hollow too