The sound that you're listening to Is from my guitar that's named Lucille I'm very crazy about Lucille, Lucille took me from the plantation Or you might say, brought me fame I don't think I could just talk enough about Lucille Sometime when I'm blue seem

Let's burn down the cornfield You hide behind the oak tree Stay out of danger 'till I return And we can listen to it burn Oh, it's so good On a cold night To have a fire Burnin' warm and bright And I'll make love to you while it's burnin

Help the poor, help the poor Help the poor Won't you help poor me? Have a heart, won't you, baby Listen to my plea I need you so much, I need your care Need all the loving, baby, you can spare Oh, baby won't you help poor me? Say you will

Sometimes good intentions It’s all talk, talk, talk Talkin' in the wind It only slows you down If you start listenin' And it’s a whole lot harder to shine Don’t come across so well

Sometimes I give myself the creeps Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me It all keeps adding up I think I'm cracking up Am I just paranoid? Do you have the time To listen to me whine About nothing and everything, all at once? I am one of those

As your blood's running thin your time's running out No one will be listening not even when you shout When your angels turn to devils you'll finally figure out That no one will be with you in the end Don't come to me with your problems I don't need them

I just want you to listen now (Yeah, I love you, I love you) Oh you told me, girl you told me Could've sworn that you told me Well, I'm tellin' you, I'm tellin' you Now I ain't through, I ain't through I, I ain't through, I ain't through I ain't done

I am a world before I am a man I was a creature before I could stand I will remember before I forget Before I forget that! Hold your breath And listen! It justifies my means All I have to do is delay

I want to tell you something; Listen to me, I'm trying to say, I'm better than you, I am only what I am" "We must not stand still, For the night is coming, Every man, every woman and child, Everybody help me" I hear, only what I want to hear,

How can you live in this way? You must have something to say (Tell me why should I change?) Child of vision, won't you listen? Find yourself a new ambition Well, who do you think you're foolin'? You say you're havin' fun, But you're busy going nowhere,