Some broken bridges in my time Praying for forgiveness Standing on the other side There are bridges on life?s highway But we never see them there Some cross troubled waters And some don't go nowhere Some you wouldn't step on If you're trying to save your

Free like the river Flowing freely through infinity Free to be sure of What I am and who I need not be Free from all worries Worries prey on oneself's troubled mind Freer than the clock's hands Tickin' way the times Freer than the meaning of free that

Hitchin' a ride (don't know where to go) One, two, three, four There's a drought at the fountain of youth My tongue is swelling up Troubled times You know I cannot lie I'm off the wagon and I'm hitchin' a ride Hey mister, where you headed? Are you in a

Like a bridge over troubled water I will lay me down I will ease your mind When you're weary, feelin' small When tears are in your eyes, I'll dry them all I'm on your side. oh, when times get rough And friends just can't be found When you're down and

And let bygones be bygones and troubles be long gone And if I never told you how I feel about you, I'm telling you now So much has been unspoken along the way Hearts have healed and hearts have broken in the pain of yesterday Gone are the shadows and

I cheated myself Like I knew I would I told ya I was troubled You know that I'm no good Meet you downstairs in the bar and heard Your rolled up sleeves and your skull t-shirt You say, "Why did you do it with him today?" And sniff me out like I was

Going to Louisiana, baby, behind the sun If the river was whiskey and I was a diving duck You know I just found out My trouble's just begun I'm going to New Orleans get me a Mojo Hand I would swim to the bottom Drink myself back up I'm gonna get you

Mi na watch dem face Mannin' da streets Gwann on somethin' Plant up da green so we na touch mutton Na watch nuttin' Don't be about the trouble, just free your mind Don't be under the rubble, this is your time Don't care about the struggle, just free your

On my own, here we go My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed Dried up and bulging out my skull My mouth is dry My face is numb Fucked up and spun out in my room I'm having trouble trying to sleep I'm counting sheep but running out As time ticks by

Have mercy, I'm in a world of trouble now I'm being held by the State Patrol I am charged with traffic of the forbidden And I almost finished doing my parole Now, I'm on my way back down town Somebody help me, have mercy on my soul I go to court tomorrow