It's not my crime, so why do I have to pay? I'm doing time, this feeling I can't shake I'm lost in the suffering for nothing My heart don't understand It's beating for an innocent man I've been a victim of some sorry circumstance That was committed by

I been doin' fine without you Forgettin' all the love we once knew And girl, I ain't the one that slammed that door But now you say you've changed your thinkin' But I ain't got a heart for breakin' So go and pick your bags up off my floor 'Cause love

You've been thunderstruck Could I come again please? You've been thunderstruck, thunderstruck Yeah yeah yeah, thunderstruck We're doing fine Thunderstruck, thunderstruck, thunderstruck I was caught

I've been doin' me Yeah, I've been doin' me Followin' my dreams If I took the hand that was dealt me then I would be nowhere in life Yeah, I had to think smart Threw away the deck and got my own cards Long before I had the money to afford a car Yeah, I'm

Right behind my left pocket That is where you'll feel my soul It's been with me many winters It will keep you warm Do you see me? Keepin' each other warm May we live for many winters When a father's love is doin' you wrong When a mother's love is

Can't you see oh can't you see What that woman, she been doin' to me Can't you see, can't you see What that woman lord been doin' to me What that woman lord she been doin' to me I'm gonna take a freight train, down at the station I don't care where it

Some black water healing some time to kill I'm doing pretty good man but I ain't lying Ten years ago I had to fly Need some hard red clay and a soft sand hill Been living my dream trying to stay alive I missed my buddies, I miss my home I ain't seen my

Can't you see oh can't you see What that woman, she been doin' to me Can't you see, can't you see What that woman lord been doin' to me What that woman lord she been doin' to me I'm gonna take a freight train, down at the station I don't care where it

Ayy, y'all heard about the good news? Wake up, nigga, wake up I've been outta my mind a long time Y'all sleeping on me, huh? Had a good snooze? Hands up, we just doing what the cops taught us We bout to get this paper I'm a Chicago south sider Money

All my life I've been a travellin' man I had a gal, I couldn't get her off my mind His game is rambling when he gets the chance Guess I'll travel, guess I'll let her be (Arthur Blake, adapted by Ry Cooder) Stayin' alone and doing the best I can I ship my