I just get through it Oh, there's nothing more to it Now I miss you more than I can take And I will surely break And every morning that I wake God, it's the same There's nothing more to it, And you said, "Don't give me nothing You don't want to lose"

Waiting, waiting, waiting Whiskey in my hand Staring out the window For one more second chance Hoping headlights Come pouring round the bend Saying baby wait Up I'm coming home I'm still all alone

Take a look around the world Don't tell your man what you don't do right Not tell him all the things that make you cry But check yourself for your own shit / shame And don't be making love like it's always You see such bad things happening There are many

Where have all the good times gone. All my life I've never stopped to worry 'bout a thing, Open up and shout it out,an' never try to sing, Wondering if I've done it wrong, Will this depression last for long,won't you tell me, Once we had an easy ride and

Do you know what it feels like Do you know? Loving someone that's in a rush to throw you away? (Do you know, do you know, do you know?) To be the last one to know the lock on the door has changed? (Do you know, do you know, do you know, do ya) How can I

Oh, Lord have mercy on my wicked soul, Hey, black mama, what's the matter with you? Said it ain't satisfaction, don't care what I do, Hey, mama, what's the matter with you? Said it ain't satisfaction, baby, don't care what I do. You take a brown-skinned

I was born to run Born to run There's an old man sittin' on a front porch now Talkin' 'bout how it used to be When I was young I was a hell of a man My father died when I was ten I hit the road to find a job Had to feed my family

The secret messages are calling to me endlessly They call to me across the air The messages across the atmosphere They whisper in your ear, they're calling everywhere A moving stream of information That is floating on the wind The secrets never end And

Oh, mama, whatcha gonna do now? Oh, mama, whatcha gonna do? Oh, lady, whatcha gonna do? Oh, lady, whatcha gonna do now? Me seh want some lady whatcha gonna do? Mama, mama, dem hold papa Seh dem charge him for smoke ganja If me never jump two fence, dem

I was trying to resolve and I’m waiting It felt natural Oh I was hoping it would come out right Who was I kidding Push the button and start counting down Oh, time is crawling to the moment Beyond which