I'm goin' to Louisiana And get me a mojo hand Cold ground was my bed last night Rocks was my pillow too I lay down thinking Buy me a mojo hand I'm gonna fix my woman so She can't have no other man I woke up this morning, I'm wondering

He's a freak of nature But we love him so But we let him go Sir Psycho Sir Psycho yea Lay me down, lay me down, lay me down, lay me down A long, long, long, long time ago Before the wind, before the snow Lived a man, lived a man I know Lived a freak of

I keep the walls from falling down I'll try to keep the walls from falling down Falling down Keep the walls from falling down Love is only meant for some I'm the rock The shoulder you can cry on I'll play it straight

I found love darling, yeah Don't patronize me Something it won't Here in the dark In these final hours I will lay down my heart But you don't No, you don't 'Cause I can't make you love me if you don't

Won't you lay me, won't you lay me down Oh, I'll wait, I'll wait, I'll wait, I'll wait for you So won't you lay me, won't you lay me down I have waited, I have waited All the pretty girls like Samuel Oh, he really doesn't share Although it's more than he

So if you lay here with me now I promise the stars, they won't make a sound If only for now, right now, if only for now If you stay, just for a while 'Cause we know the world won't ever slow down Streets crowded with voices Thousand of faces, but you're

Roll me on the river Lay me in the sun Love me like a giver, give me some Hold me like a promise Never give me up Drink me like a secret in your cup Give me sugar when I-m feeling down Play my favorites on the ride downtown Love Me Tender on the radio

And it was all alright It goes when your gone Now it's all all wrong There's no good reason why I lay my heart on these tracks When your train comes along That's just a-how Then you cut me down

Money on the floor just like some shoes Woke up with my toolie, what it do? Meet me in the alley with the troops I got red shooters, I got blue Let that thing down then point at you Bentley or the 'Rari, hoe, let's choose We gon' the rob the bank, bring

And the sound of distant thunder. The tall weeds lay flat down On the hard flat Kansas ground. And a sad song in her head, Kept blowin' round. She barely even knew his name,