No Man Among Men Slobberbone

in the yard, he's yelpin' and howlin' My youngest kids cryin', his stomach's a-growlin' Never kept a job 'cause of drinkin' and prowlin' I'm stinkin' and a-stumblin' almost every night I know I ain't no

Get Gone Again Slobberbone

I'm so sick of writing Songs about screwing up No matter how much I fall down, It seems it's never enough No matter how much good luck Throws itself my way, I find some way to ruin it; Fall down again

One Rung Slobberbone

can hear them whisper, "That fool, He's done it again " The air has turned cold, But I can't reach my window So I lay here twisted, and I Pray for the dreams to flow Another day done; Plenty of work, no

Sober Song Slobberbone

'til the night wore thin While you kept smoozin' with all kinds of men I guess I'm losin' that precious upperhand But that's O.K. I don't need it much these days.

Whiskey Glass Eye Slobberbone

'til the night wore thin While you kept smoozin' with all kinds of men I guess I'm losin' that precious upperhand But that's O.K. I don't need it much these days.

Butchers Slobberbone

Ben grew up to be the butcher not by choice, it's just the lot in life he found But he makes a decent living, feeds his family and the people of the town But there's no dreams brought to fruition, just

Trust Jesus Slobberbone

was his trade but paint was his tool A Chrystler his engine but the Good Book his fuel Concrete his canvas, his message was simple And at the start of everyday he would pray: Lord, I'm only just one man

Sister Beams Slobberbone

Then he said he must have lost his head when it struck him to agree He said, "you're a man and you should understand a man has certain needs."

Engine Joe Slobberbone

Everybody knows that he just cooks Baked beans and brisket in a BBQ stand On the dirty side of town He's a dirty old man But he likes his job more than the rest Who work with him and consider him the best

Billy Prichard Slobberbone

the boy from across the creek Now here you come waking with a smile on your face Say you've found someone to love you in this loveless place, And his name is Billy Pritchard, and he don't think you're no

16 Days Slobberbone

16 DAYS For sixteen days, I've stayed in this bedroom And this Indian Summer, It's made me sick I don't use the phone, I don't write no letters All I can do is lay here and sweat And this wretched house

Lame Slobberbone

Now everything's fine, But I'm still gonna whine You've got eyes that shine, But they aren't mine unless I pay for them in full And that's the rule And I guess that's cool But I ain't no fool, And I won't

Tilt-A-Whirl Slobberbone

that Wal-Mart parking lot The smell of sweaty people on the summer's air so hot You buy a roll of tickets at fifty cents a pop You're thinkin' that it's gonna be cool, but I'm tellin' you that it's not, no

Lumberlung Slobberbone

and it always tastes so good She brings me flowers from the woods Stays here in this house with me when I know she'd rather leave Stays with me as I sleep And she helps me nurse my lumberlung But it's no

Sweetness, That's Your Cue Slobberbone

Yeah, well I had no choice I had no choice.

I'll Be Damned Slobberbone

reason to live And I'll be damned if I'll let you Take me in and be my friend And give me something all my money can't give Guess I finally got my wish You've gone away I guess I've proven that I am a man

Gimme Back My Dog Slobberbone

When you said "I need you" it seems that you were just throwing me a bone And it was mine before you found me It was mine before you'd hound me and bound me, ground me then pound me Like a stray with no

That Is All Slobberbone

discouraging reprisals Of every mistake I've made and all the things I'll never be And every version of me I tried so hard not to miss Gets stabbed and shot with the thought of someone else's kiss There's just no

Placemat Blues Slobberbone

Get up from the table and just walk away There's nothing for me anyway No reason that I should stay Where's the place at the table for folks like me?

Your Excuse Slobberbone

Gunned down in the middle of things, this thing between you and me I had no clue, and neither did you, of anything so unforeseen You're damn right, you can't fight the need to be your own friend But it

Write Me Off Slobberbone

Communication's staticky but somehow you still find Through all of my jackassery a reason not to mind And this is not some act, no calculation on my part I pretty good with endings, but I don't know where

Shoot You Dead Slobberbone

Yeah but a rolling heart gathers no moss, only shit and sticks and stones So I left those days behind me, and I struck out on my own Now it's three o'clock in the morning and you call me on the phone You

Back Slobberbone

When I find my way back Everyone will see How much I have missed them And how much they mean to me When I find my way back Everyone will know How much I love them so When I find my way back No one will

Stupid Words Slobberbone

blue When I listened to my words Would they sound as stupid to me as they do to you I'd like to take you out on the town But I know that's one thing we could never do When it was late and there was no

Meltdown Slobberbone

Ten minutes to meltdown, I'm having a drink And I don't think you care, no I don't even think About you or the hands that you say you don't love As you hold them so tight while the sky up above Opens up

Bright Eyes Darkened Slobberbone

can't ask for more The end of summer's in the air Do you remember when you cared about friends and change of season And a guitar was in your hands, and you played in twenty bands And you never needed no

Live On In The Dark Slobberbone

together just to test each other's mettle Or to justify subsistence or bolster our resistance to the idea that we should struggle When we could just settle So you just get numb to every itch And there's no

Wolf Among Men Maxïmo Park

wanting to dance the night away You always look so clean and tidy anyway Underneath you're not well What if I was sick like you Underneath it all you're cheap What if i was cheap like you There go the men

Josephine Slobberbone

They say he's trouble waiting to happenLike he's a bottle filled with gasolineI say he's waiting, but not for troubleI say he's waiting for JosephineAnd he cruised on the weekends just to be seenAn...

Lazy Guy Slobberbone

I'm a lazy guyI'm amazed at the way some people try and try and tryTo erect and then perfect some kind of proof that they're alive before they dieWell not me, 'cause I'm a lazy guyAnd I'm amazed at...

Some New Town Slobberbone

Got in your car, you never turned aroundAnd I hope you're happy in your new townAnd I hope you live where nothing goes wrongAnd the bars stay open all night longHope you live where everyone's happy...

Pinball Song Slobberbone

Six weeks on the road now, I'm feeling kind of spentThere's a few things I need and ones a friendA few good games of pinball and a double whiskey sourI'll rinse it with a beer and repeat againYou k...

Barrel Chested Slobberbone

I'm broken down and barrel chested againSome people try for all their lives but they never make a dentYou hang around broke, bored and restless againStrung out stripped of all your pride with all y...

Front Porch Slobberbone

Driven to silence, but I'm drowning in sinMy mandolin hangs on the wall once againI can't seem to find the right words from within,But I won't be looking for longThere comes a time when nothing see...

Little Drunk Fists Slobberbone

Little drunk fists across the tip of my chinGuess I should've known that they'd be there againLittle drunk fists across the width of my jawGets sometimes to where I just don't feel them at allThat'...

Haze Of Drink Slobberbone

I'm lost in my own townI wonder why none of my friends come around anymoreThat's for sure, any moreI'd like to swing by and pick you upI'll put you in the back of my pick-up truckAnd we'll go door ...

I Can Tell Your Love Is Waning Slobberbone

Not much in this trailer, nowA picture book, remote control, and a cookie jar shaped like a cow,A macrame??frame, 'round a picture of me,Sittin' in a pool of stale beer, on a black and white T.V.Th...

Ruin Your Day Slobberbone

It's not something I say to youAnd it's not something I have to doIt's just the urge to tell you once to go to hellBut I guess that if I don't it's just as well.I've never been a vindictive guyBut ...

Stumblin' Slobberbone

So I picked a fight with Jesus Christ, now I'm thinkin' I was wrong'Cause when you pick a fight with the Prince of Peace, you won't last for longIt's a one-lane highway straight to Hell ...And I dr...

Little Sister Slobberbone

My sister sent me to come and get you in,It's time to take your dinner and you know you're to come in when your called.I can see you up on the highest limbAnd the sky looks to be stormin' and you'l...

Dunk You In The River Slobberbone

So it seems I pissed you offAnd can throw a fit, fuss, holler and spit ...Cuss and bitch and scoffAnd true, if I were in your shoes,I'd do the same, my friend,Then I'd dunk you in the river once ag...

Springfield, IL. Slobberbone

Springfield, IllinoisI left you standing by the state house stairsA little bit annoyed, but completely unawareOf anything you saidTo give me pause as to what goes on inside your headWas there somet...

Find The Out Slobberbone

FIND THE OUTWorking hands and a gentle heartBeacon-like to those in the darkHis wife and family headed home, a flash of chromeA pothole's teeth makes tires slideTo shoulders too thin to abideA slee...

Down Town Again Slobberbone

The kids are loud, the house it stinksHe cracks a beer and pours another drinkSays he needs some time to thinkHindsight askewed, today's the dayShe'll be home soon, the kids'll be okayHe finds the ...

Down Among The Dead Men Findlay Brown

Will I turn the tide forever Will you make a man of me Can I give myself a reason And be ready to believe Because I am down among the dead men At the bottom of the sea I've been running from the

Rodger Young Burl Ives

On July 31st 1943 a bloody round in the battle for the Solomon Islands was being fought in the tangled Jungle of the island of New Georgia This is the story of one of the young men who fought And died

All Else Failed Zao

For what do we strive that will bring us closer No human deed will show us approved For two thousand years we've choked on our efforts Only to lay down and die Things change, and things stay the same Through

Waves Of Oppression MyChildren MyBride

I need a witness, today I become a man Tonight I will end this Enduring, inhaling, waiting on this tide to come in These waves keep tormenting, crashing down on everything I have left Barely able to withstand

Rolling Hills Van Morrison

Rolling Hills Among the rolling hills I'll live my life in Him Oh I will live my life in Him among the rolling hills With my wife and child I'll do no man no ill Oh I will do no man no ill among

Lady Margaret David McWilliams

as I walked among the green fields one evening in May I spied the fairest damsels all at their sport and play such beauty as beguiled me I ne'er did see again the one was Lady Margaret the other Evelainne