Hear the bucket hit the bottom and the rope come rolling by Piece by lonely piece the mountainside tumbles away Back down to the river bottom lined with pocket worry stones A hundred years in hand worn smooth by long grandmother nights Sitting by the

The silence moves everything once held beating; Into alignment with the skies. One by oneone, they fall; To insure, liberty. Freedom fighters, raise your fists; This life, is a battle; What's really ours (really ours). What's in our hearts. To insure,

She's a dwelling place for demons, she's a cage for every unclean spirit, every filthy bird And makes us drink the poisoned wine to fornicate with our kings Fallen now is Babylon the Great The Beast and the Harlot This shining city built of gold, a far

And you may walk a lonely road But you will never walk, walk, walk alone You will never walk, walk, walk alone You will never walk, walk, walk alone, oh, woah I got two, baby If you're in trouble I got you, baby Nothing that I wouldn't do, baby And

Now my room has got two windows but the sunshine never comes through, You know it's always dark and dreary since I broke off, baby, with I live on a lonely avenue, My little girl wouldn't say, "I do". Well, I feel so sad and blue and it's all because of

Now I'm so high And now that's it's over, I'll never be sober I couldn't believe, but now I'm so high Girl, what's your problem 'Cause I know it's hard sometimes, baby just give it some time Oh honey now girl, we can solve them If you just give me some

I trust you Don't ask, just do Your pass, want to? You get that (love with your touch pass) Baby, we know what it is I've been waiting all alone I ain't tryna play no games We can talk over the phone

So don’t go telling me how this boy should be leaving his own life Sometimes rough but generally speaking I’m fine If you don’t agree with the things that go on within in my life Well honey that’s fine there’s no itch in wasting your time Goodbye

It's full of all them little bones Nothing's dead down here Baby, eat this chicken slow Happy hour, happy hour is here It's just a little tired Little bones It gets so sticky down here Better butter your cue-finger up It's the start of another new year

Amarillo by mornin' Up from San Antone Everything that I got Is just what I've got on Amarillo's where I'll be When that sun is high in that Texas sky I'll be buckin' at the county fair Amarillo, I'll be there They took my saddle in Houston