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Roll Away The Stone Kelly Joe Phelps away the stone Two-step slumber come on lead my eyes, lead me I wanna go Two-step slumber come on lead my eyes, I wanna go Teach me Lord that righteous way Teach me Lord that righteous way I want to roll Taylor John Kelly Joe Phelps her hand To the last five years that livin' took away, away, hey, yeah, hey, yeah It's a scavenger hunt in the best of times A one-armed man with a box of dimes Throw the stick and let the bulldog roll When The Roll Is Called Up Yonder Kelly Joe Phelps When The Roll Is Called Up Yonder (traditional) When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound and time shall be no more And the morning breaks eternal, bright and fair The chosen ones will gather over on Piece By Piece Kelly Joe Phelps "Piece by lonely piece the mountainside tumbles away Back down to the river bottom lined with pocket worry stones A hundred years in hand worn smooth by long grandmother nights Sitting by the rocking chair Flash Cards Kelly Joe Phelps Bouncin' across the lake of ten years Like a stone tossed from the burglar's hand Holdin' my breath, then I'm sinkin' Waves in circle like a memory slowly fade away, slowly fade Remember me, when you look Wandering Away Kelly Joe Phelps The grey is coming the wrinkles aren't far behind More nights than not I think this is the one where I lose my mind Maybe I can get it right this time Maybe I can stay up most of tonight Cause I don't Train Carried My Girl From Town Kelly Joe Phelps "Where were you when the train left town I was standing on the corner, my head hanging down I be crying hey, train carried my girl away I be crying hey, that train carried my girl away from town Ashes Rusting Gate Kelly Joe Phelps ones that walk away. Window Grin Kelly Joe Phelps Watch it bounce like water, meat under the stone Throw up a leg and try to beg your way back home Smell the coffee boil in the corner pot Everything\'s in it but I can\'t make it stop \"I ain\'t been Many A Time Kelly Joe Phelps "Many a time I thought I had fallen down Away by the wayside away from grace My heart torn asunder My legs buckle under me I have one promise and I have one prayer Only believe Thou gonna be saved All Katy Kelly Joe Phelps see her dying Katy says she loves me I used to feel the same Walking by the old boneyard Calling out my name Hand in hand we laid the deed And evil we have done Evil I will do no more To a mother and Footprints Kelly Joe Phelps Skip across the dust in the corner of my room While the walls pull away Keep my hiding spirit shuffling Keep my hiding spirit shuffling You can look but you won't find me Yeah, the Footprints show the It's James Now Kelly Joe Phelps Well, Double R.J. is older now, he stays up watching the night snow fall Black bound book on the table, dusty beside card tricks and games Yeah, one by one he cuts the names from the back of the daily Without The Light Kelly Joe Phelps Where my sorrow goes, there I'll be Water runs up through my door And washed me clean of my childhood Dirt on the floor, a reminder Well I can't tell you I'm not at all afraid Crossing that river again Gold Tooth Kelly Joe Phelps The air is turning cold outside It's a rabbi in a brothel for the third time The gold tooth of a broken man A white glove in a purse down at the bottom of the sea The day is turning dark outside All aspiration Not So Far To Go Kelly Joe Phelps Ginger dyed her hair red to it her name Burny pocked his arms with a pack of camel lights Long sleeves outdoors to keep the kids from crying And ginger climbed the high wire just to make them cheer. Hobo's Son Kelly Joe Phelps One cold summer night sally slipped away Door left open wide not a word to say Hard luck took its toll I can't blame her none Not today might be here tomorrow She knew better fare when a girl at home Hope Hosanna Kelly Joe Phelps Hey brother don't you sing so quiet, no I need a beacon to guide me through the night Oh let me hear your hosanna Come on and let me hear your prayer I'm going down to the city, I got a home there Oh my Worn Out Kelly Joe Phelps Wonder flood the valley, tunnel feed the soil Free advice with constant wit, never to recoil Bums rush o'er the high grass field with shoes of plastic lace That untie at the first step, not the last that Tommy Kelly Joe Phelps he built a home for By the side of the heater, next to his guitar That he could neither play nor destroy Tommy wrote a letter to the office of iniquity Demanding a history of his actions But the letter Waiting For Marty Kelly Joe Phelps Bourbon soda over ice, in the basement shade Got it made, no one here, just the beer man's dog Howling at the moon heat gnawing on a bone Waiting for marty to get home. Slingshot Professionals Kelly Joe Phelps Calculated entry in the class of circumspection Reasoning, bargaining the last few drams of spirits The serum of one's foolishness. truth be told in a cold pint head 16 ounces of pure warlord dripping Circle Wars Kelly Joe Phelps Andrews seemed the best bet Catch a little shut eye, Anita could sweat some Bleed a little inside or find him in the morning Hunkered down like a derelict with mustard on his chin Oh, then the concrete Cardboard Box Of Batteries Kelly Joe Phelps Make a dent in the shovel Run the mud through the sieve Paste your hopes on a wind mill blade And plant it up on the hill. Sail The Jordan Kelly Joe Phelps When that trouble is getting hard up here You and I know better to tell there Get on a boat, sail the Jordan and jump in the river and drown Deeper and deeper as my mother shall feel the pain And her child Jericho Kelly Joe Phelps It was not two days, a night and a day I look back at the man he was before a sorry stranger banged up on the shore your warm arms tore the walls down. the devil with the damn things anyway they were of Don Quixote's Windmill Kelly Joe Phelps Jenny keep the closet warm I'll need somewhere to hide Bees are swarming around my head Digging in my side They laugh and taunt and prod me Tear at the walls around me Here in my eternal shell I laugh Mr. My Go Kelly Joe Phelps Hip-pocket flask at the ready Step-light downed by the glass, yeah Honey, what's that nail doing in my head? That's Alright Kelly Joe Phelps That's alright, that's alright My soul gonna sit up in the kingdom, that's alright Some say Peter , some say Paul But one God made us all And my soul gonna sit up in the kingdom, that's alright That's Fleashine Kelly Joe Phelps A flea shine shoeshine man of fifteen Brings the house in with a smile All twelve teeth tell myriad stories One upon one and one The breath in his hand waving Drives the gypsy woman mad She loves him anyway