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Down Home John Hiatt gettin' late But I know that he's lyin' I got me no important dates My, how time is flyin' CHORUS: Well I keep on, keep on fallin' I keep on, keep on fallin' I keep on, keep on fallin' Fallin' down Buffalo River Home John Hiatt airport's closed And how much thicker this fog is gonna get god only knows Just when you think that you've got a grip Reality sneaks off it gives you the slip As if you ever knew what it was taking you down Come Back Home John Hiatt You said you had to go and get your life together I didn't know you had to go at it alone I guess we all have dreams floating on feathers I wish you'd come back home Rugs pulled out and all the curtains Please Call Home John Hiatt Well I thought you were in Houston or maybe San Antone I'm up here in Nashville hung up on the phone calling ollie ollie in free baby please call home It's not a new invention it's no monopoly Use Fly Back Home John Hiatt He said, "Subdivisions have taken my home There's no more pray to eat" I said, "Where we gonna live?" Wild Eyed Gypsies John Hiatt Think I'll save up a little money Go on down to Mexico Take up with some crazy Spanish Lady Listen to the old wind blow She got earrings And she dances I'm an old rusty razor blade Ten to one Girl On A String John Hiatt Well hes got her going up and down like a yo-yo And she never feels better than ever, just so-so Like a shrunken head on a rear view mirror She rides along in his atmosphere Like furry dice or some Girl On A String (Album Version) John Hiatt Well hes got her going up and down like a yo yo And she never feels better than ever just so so Like a shrunken head on a rear view mirror She rides along in his atmosphere Like furry dice or some voodoo New Numbers John Hiatt behaves Standard issue mindless slave Somebody gave you your papers You just stuck around Now I wanna make a scene Interrupt your magazine You're all so tucked in and tapered I'd only let you down Lincoln Town John Hiatt cigar What I feel's like an engine room Open it up and smell the perfume I love that deisel burning up the atmosphere When you hear me blow well honey baby know I'm here CHORUS: Well I'm going down Take Time To Know Her John Hiatt love She was every thing I've ever been dreaming of But she was bare I wouldn't know it You see her pretty little smile didn't show it When I knew I could see that I wanted her for me I took her home Heaven Help Us All John Hiatt Heaven help the child that ain't got a home Heaven help him who walks the streets alone Give him up the roses the mouths begin to foam Heaven help us all Heaven help the blind man that suffers Come Home to You John Hiatt they're too high to care And his cries drift off in the night And I been that kid, yes it's true And I been both of those parents too I'm ashamed when I lost my way But I'd do anything just to come home Let It All Go John Hiatt You know the pain doesn't end CHORUS: You got to... let it all go Oh, you got to... let it all go Talkin' about let it all go So it don't burn a hole In your heart I knew a girl who Left home New Numbers (Album Version) John Hiatt body still behaves Standard issue mindless slave Somebody gave you your papers You just stuck around Now I wanna make a scene Interrupt your magazine You're all so tucked in and tapered I'd only let you down Stood Up John Hiatt I guess she never understood what she could do With all her flaming red hair But I could not stand the heat in her kitchen So, Jack, I got out of there I stood up to get a pack of cigarettes Down She Loves the Jerk John Hiatt Nights when he drinks at home, she has to whisper throught her tears. "Johnny," she says, "you'd never do these things to me." But I can never make her see he's wasted such precious years. All the Lilacs in Ohio John Hiatt Well, you met her there on a New York City stair You were throwing up on your shoes Tryin' to write the great book when it really had you shook With a bad case of wintertime blues So you drag her down Cop Party John Hiatt Down on the beat They're lining up everyone Who's got a mind on a bullet and a mouth like a gun Boys and girls Stripped to their innocence We run some real weak links in this long chain of events Cop Party (Album Version) John Hiatt Down on the beat They're lining up everyone Who's got a mind on a bullet and a mouth like a gun Boys and girls Stripped to their innocence We run some real weak links in this long chain of events Cop party Good As She Could Be John Hiatt as good as she could be Well she had a baby at eighteen Never finished high school Her husband beat her for money and sex Till that cadillac finally ran out of fuel One disaster led to another Down Leave Your Shoes With The Shoeshine Boy John Hiatt Tell a joke that nobody knows Tell a joke that nobody knows Well if it's reasonably funny Why, they'll give you all the goddamn money Tell a joke that nobody knows Take your hat off and roll it home Do You Want My Job John Hiatt For two dollars forty cents a day CHORUS: Do you want my Do you want my Do you want my Do you want my job I hump the stuff, I take the cash So my kids can wear Adidas And if you live here, home She Loves The Jerk (Album Version) John Hiatt We've talked it to death cryin' on the telephone Nights when he drinks at home she has to whisper throught her tears Johnny she says you'd never do these things to me But I can never make her see he's Train to Birmingham John Hiatt I've been riding on this train Drinking whiskey for the pain Another good ol' boy going home And every town I see Seems to take a part of me That's the price that you pay when you roam CHORUS When You Hold Me Tight John Hiatt (let me hear ya get funky now) When your heart touches mine And my thoughts explode When our wires get crossed And the fire burns my soul Then I know you're home When you shine your light And Memphis in the Meantime John Hiatt somethin' in the air Before our upper lips get stiff Maybe we need us a big ol whiff If we could just get off-a that beat little girl Maybe we could find the groove At least we can get a decent meal Down High John Hiatt endash; , like a star up in the sky That Indiana limestone coolin' off as we got high High as high as a water tower high High as a pop fly high High as a sunflower high High as the wild geese that home Down in Front John Hiatt I spend so much time tryin' To learn all your languages I got nothin' to say It's all cheap talk in kind And a matter of time Some fool gets his way Down on his knees he says I got this feelin' Friend Of Mine John Hiatt He could sing Like a child A mother's dream So sweet and mild Or big and mean Loud and wild This friend of mine His voice is still Like the night Rustling winds Of angel's flight Take him home