This town's too small to be mean And somebody's sister knows somebody's husband And somebody's daughter knows somebody's brother And around here, we all look out for each other Aw, but don't you forget it, as big as we're getting Too small to be lying

You can have Charleston My home, my heart Where I was born and raised Where one day they're gonna take my body And lay it in a grave But it's got to be this way It's gonna break my heart to say, goodbye But it'll kill me if I stay The cobblestone streets

Don't you know I'm only human? And if I let you down, I don't mean to All I need's a place to land I don't need a Superman to win my lovin' 'Cause, baby, I ain't Wonder Woman I don't know how to lasso the love out of you I like where this is going, you

Fall down on your knees and pray People steal, they cheat and lie For wealth and what it will buy Don't they know on the judgment day That their gold and silver will melt away I'd rather be in a deep, dark grave And know that my poor soul was saved Than

You give me butterflies Untangled all the strings round my wings that were tied I didn't know him and I didn't know me Cloud nine was always out of reach Now I remember what it feels like to fly Stealing my heart instead of stealing my crown Now you're

I pay no mind, to what they think If I don’t tell a soul then, who else shouldn’t mind? And may be gone, my love, to the grave But I got a secret (Got a secret) I’ll never tell, no one can see I count the days, you’ve been asleep Everybody’s got a secret

You're in my head Always, always Always, always, always I just got scared Trouble sleeping Restless dreaming I'd rather choke on my bad decisions Then just carry them to my grave

I've been too low, so it's high time It's high time To slow my roll Let the grass just grow and lean way back It's a fine time To let it it all go Been missing my roots I'm getting rid of the flash Nobody needs a thousand-dollar suit just to take out the

Watch the skeleton dance My frozen hour of death Dancing on my grave Between birth and grave On my grave Here I am alone On a journey ill My mind floats astray Over withered fields

I never saw the gal again Just dig my grave beside the railroad So I can hear the trains go by (Traditional, adapted by Ry Cooder) Come and gather all around me Listen to my tale of woe Got some good advice to give you Lots of things you oughta know Take