Please send for me But I'm broken too, And spoken for Do not, tempt me He laughed at my sins, in his arms I must stay And where is the lamb, that gave you your name? He had to leave, though I begged him to stay That suits us well

Bet he feels like an elephant Shaking his big grey trunk for the hell of it You know that you're dreaming about being loved by him Too bad your chances are slim And it’s not like Mr. Shock To get shy when I ask who always is on top? There must be

Did you see your friend crying from his eyes today Did you see him run through the streets and far away Did you see him run, did you see him fall Did his life flash by at the bedroom door Did you hear the news it came across the air today Someone has

Priscilla, Priscilla It's a difficult thing being Queen to the King How'd you get him to yourself? Between the whistle calls and Southern dolls He's always in high demand We turn around and the world's right there Woman to woman, I'm starting to see

I'm just a horse on the moor I'm just a horse with no name He means to ride me on, He sees a battle he don't want to face alone I bolt upwards and shake him off my back He falls to his knees, on to a bloody track Well I can't be your horse any more

No doubt about it that boy's country strong Workin' like hell 'til the dinner bell brings him back home He's up in the mornin' yawnin' with those work boots on Blue collar in his blood, backwoods in his bones Cat Diesel Power cap pulled down low Makin

I'm gonna let him fly I'm gonna let him fly, fly whoa Ain't no talkin' to this man Ain't no pretty other side Ain't no way to understand stupid words of pride It would take an acrobat and I already tried all that Things can move at such a pace The second

But history does record That Bob and Charlie Ford Jesse James we understand Has killed him many a man He robbed the Union trains Have laid Jesse James in his grave It was on a Saturday night The stars were shining bright When they robbed that Union train

But in every other way he was fine He's a Monday morning lunatic Disturbed from time to time Lost within himself In his solitary shell Of his solitary shell He seemed no different from the rest Just a healthy normal boy His mama always did her best

I've got to go where you are Chloe! Chloe! Someone's calling, no reply Nightshade's falling, hear him sigh Empty spaces in his eyes Empty arms outstretched, he's crying Through the black of night If it's dark or bright I'll go through the dismal swampland