If this was the cold war we could keep each other warm I said on the first occasion that I met Marie We were crawling through the hatch that was the missile silo door And I don't think that she really thought that much of me I never had to learn to love

Can't get with me, now I'm grown Grown now, grown now Don't you know that I'm grown now, grown now Don't you know that I can hold my own, boy you missed the boat I'm sitting back baby watching you burn 'Cause what you think ain't my concern About time

Just sing little darling, sing with me I'll be your Emmylou and I'll be your June If you'll be my Gram and my Johnny too No, I'm not asking much of you Oh the bitter winds are coming in And I'm already missing the summer Stockholm's cold but I've been

Dogs of war We be the dogs of war (Soldier of fortune) Call in the dogs of war (Soldier of fortune) Dodgin' the bullets, shootin' the missiles Soldiers of fortune, such a pretty name Face the game Send in the dogs of war (Soldier of fortune) You be a

Tell me I’m forgiven I’m holding up a light For what’s been missing right here At first hallucination I wanna fall wide awake now You tell me it’s alright But nobody can save me now Chasing up the darkness inside

That was us Yeah, here's to us I got my mail today, Just the kind that miss us A bunch of bills I can't pay, I guess their shit outta luck But there was one from an old friend, Brought back memories Black and white from way back when

The falling leaves drift by the window The autumn leaves of red and gold I see your lips, the summer kisses The sun-burned hands I used to hold Since you went away the days grow long And soon I'll hear old winter's song But I miss you most of all my

And baby it said too much It didn't say enough 'Cause I'm waking up alone Missing that midnight kiss I can't promise you forever All I know is I still want you to come over And I'm stone cold sober I let the whiskey talk I got the feeling now

Oo, I go by feel Hey, I go by feel. Down in Mississippi, I knew a blind man. This is what he told me, when I tried to lend a hand. I go by feel, yes, I go by feel. The only way I know what's real, I go by feel. People always ask me about the blues I

Won't you come along with me To the Mississippi We'll take a boat to the land of dreams Steam down the river, down to New Orleans The band's there to meet us Old friends there to greet us Where all the proud and elite folks meet Heaven on earth, they