No one mourns the wicked Because I knew you Now at last she's dead and gone Now at last there's joy throughout the land Who can say if I've been Changed for the better

There is a woman in Somalia She cries to the heaven above There is a stone in my heart And it hurts like brand-new shoes Hurts like brand-new shoes Scraping for pearls on the roadside There's a force stronger than nature Keeps her will alive

In the heat of the day down in Mobile Alabama Working on the railroad with the steel driving hammer I gotta get some money to buy some brand new shoes Tryin' to find somebody to take away these blues "She don't love me" hear them singing in the sun

Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now Crimson flames tied through my ears, rollin' high and mighty traps Pounced with fire on flaming roads using ideas as my maps "We'll meet on edges, soon," said I, proud 'neath heated brow

Your lips around a Coca-Cola Like you and me together My hand on the wheel and your head on my shoulder Some things never go out of style Staring at your legs on the leather of my Road trip to New Orleans Or gettin' married in Vegas Sunsets down on the

How does Hamilton the short-tempered Protean creator of the Coast Guard Founder of the New York Post Ardently abuse his cab’net post Destroy his reputation? Welcome, folks, to The Adams administration Jefferson’s the runner-up, which makes him the vice

Naked from the fee From the decade of the bees On a new road With no true know that see it There's doubt in every face There's a liar on the stage And what good is it If you don't hear him say of believing Every clap brings out a warning

Down for the count Look into your eyes I'm helpless And I'm drownin' in ‘em In New York, you can be a new man And the sky's the Hey hey hey hey (ohh, I do I do I do I)

I finally see the dawn arrivin' I see beyond the road I'm drivin' Far away and left behind Don't look back A new day is breakin' It's been too long since I felt this way I don't mind where I get taken The road is callin' Today is the day

"Little boy, don't be scared Little boy, don't be sad My mother standing in the doorway Friday night, a smile on her face And I'll always be that little boy I was only ten years old Like the back of my hand, knew the roads I swerved my bike and lost