You know we've got to find a way Picket lines and picket signs Don't punish me with brutality What's going on Ya, what's going on Right on baby Mother, mother There's too many of you crying

After the thrill is gone Same dances in the same old shoes Some habits that you just can't lose There's no telling what a man might lose The flame rises but it soon descends Empty pages and a frozen pen You're not quite lovers and you're not quite

I am a man of constant sorrow I've seen trouble all my days I'll say goodbye to Colorado Where I was born and prob'ly raised Your mother says I am a stranger My face you'll never see no more But there's one promise darling I'll see you on God's golden

Who stole your heart Who took away the part so essential to the whole Left you a hollow body Skin and bone There are locks on the doors And chains stretched across all the entries to the inside There's a gate and a fence And bars to protect from only God

Mama don't cry no more Wipe those tears from your eyes Mama, theres so many nights we sleep in a bundle like a flock of sheep Ooh..better days are there for sure Oh I will bear the hunger, we poor Mama, theres so many times we go through days without

I'll dot your I's and cross your fuckin' T's (Bring it!) There ain't nothin' in this world for free There's not a man, not a man I believe Give a rat's ass what you think about me I give a shit, don't give a shit about anything This is the man that I'm

Sing us a song, you're the piano man Sing us a song tonight Well, we're all in the mood for a melody La la, di da da da dum And you got us feeling alright It's nine o'clock on a Saturday The regular crowd shuffles in There's an old man sitting next to me

Don't fight it Don't fight it'll do your heart so good Live long enough you're bound to find Moonshine'll make a man go blind Never can tell what the brew will do But there's times you'll wind up feelin so fine Some women seem to have a knack They'll

Callin' me home Callin' me home, There's a cabin in a valley, My grandpa built on your land. Your mountains are a canvas, For the makers hand. Tonight I'm fishing up a river,

I'm on your side Get with me baby Well there's a change In the weather Change of time But I'm a stubborn man I won't change my mind Talk to me baby Talk with me baby