I always heard that his herb was top shelf Lord I just could not wait to find out for myself. Well don't knock it till you've tried it. And I've tried it my friend. I'll never smoke Weed with willie again! Now we learned a hard lesson in a small Texas

You find your own way 'cause there's more than one way home Ain't no right way, ain't no wrong Whatever road you might be on There's more than one way home And whatever road you might be on Well, there's more than one way home Daddy came around every

And I got you now, I'm not alone All I need in this life is one From the altar to the grave Trying to find a way, getting better every day And only savior of masochists It's the last days of our life and faith, amen Well, it's the dead end, slave One

I hope I never wake up I can feel this emptiness Slowly I am fading out I could never find a way to rest upon your shoulders Misunderstood, please help but I meant so well I keep pushing through these bitter memories I try to escape the nightmares but

Ridin’ down the highway Who wants to be the DJ I’ll find a spot on the side of the road You find something on the radio A real, real good song We'll know it when it comes on We had no money and no place to go All we needed was a radio Seventeen, the only

When you can't find today, oh Search all you want, oh They were always right here Well you won't find it here, oh Well the fortunes you seek, oh No need for tomorrow It was always right here You say that you're down, now Can't find a place to rest your

Amalia, finding a way out on the open road Amalia, going whichever way the wind gon' go Amalia, taking your chances on the open sea Well when you wake in the morning Little eyes open wide When there's no tender warning No surprises, no surprise Maybe

Better find this all And I found out where it's all at And I want it all Forgot it all Crafty friends where'd they all go Try and find but no one ever knows You fall down makes you want to stay Who the hell would want to anyway Well I'm leaving

Sail me away to a distant shore, where every thing's fine A thousand years, one day for every life Just keep on going, we'll find you a home underground, in a thousand years Day after day, I feel myself slowing down, what does it mean? The air has

Find your own way back home Allow me to exaggerate a memory or two Where summer's lasted longer than Well longer than we do When nothing really mattered Except for me to be with you But in time we all forgotten We all grew Your melody sounds as sweet