Supplie ie ies I'll be the wood when you need heat I'll be the generator, turn me on when you need electricity Some shit's 'bout to go down I'll be the one with the level head The world can end now Baby, we'll be livin' in The Walkin' Dead 'Cause I got

All the crying is true Oh, I will hold you and love you again But until then, we'll just pretend Just pretend, I'm holding you And whispering things soft and low And think of me, how it's gonna be Just pretend I didn't go When I walked away, I heard you

You're the only one who really knew me at all So take a look at me now Well there's just an empty space And there's nothing left here to remind me Just the memory of your face How can I just let you walk away, Just let you leave without a trace? When I

I took one look at you That's all I meant to do My feet could step and walk My lips could move and talk And yet my heart stood still Though not a single word was spoken I could tell you knew Told me so well you knew I never lived at all

Carry him to his bury'n ground Walk him along, John, Carry him along Tell me where you're stormy Well General Taylor gained the day Well General Taylor he gained the day Walk him along, John, carry him along We'll dig his grave with a silver spade

Is that the old man walking in the dark? When we were young Make me feel alright Take me home Where them broken brights Are shining down Shake them bones Let me love tonight We'll grow young

Let's cry for this bad man Well, you treat me right baby, I'll treat you right That's the way it's supposed to be I put my faith down in my friend And he almost put an end to me I wrote a song for the bad man Well he walks so tall to be so small Never

If you're looking for love Know that love don't live here anymore He left with my heart They both walked through that door, without me If you're trying to find pity well you need to look somewhere else 'Cause I surely can't help you I'm hurting myself

Baby, please don't go For be a dog Down to New Orleans You know I love you so Well, your mind done gone To git you way down here I make you walk the log Baby, your mind done gone Left the county farm

Baby, please don't go For be a dog Down to New Orleans You know I love you so Well, your mind done gone To git you way down here I make you walk the log Baby, your mind done gone Left the county farm