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See That My Grave Is Kept Clean Kelly Joe Phelps There's one kind of favor I'm gonna ask of you There's one kind of favor I'm gonna ask of you There's one kind of favor I'm gonna ask of you See that my grave is kept clean Dig my grave with a silver spade 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 Goodnight Irene Kelly Joe Phelps Sometime I live the country Sometime I live in town Sometime I have a grave notion To jump into the river and drown Quit your ramblin' quit your gamblin' Quit staying out late at night Stay at home 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 Jericho Kelly Joe Phelps on the shore your warm arms tore the walls down. the devil with the damn things anyway they were of no use, just a frame from there he would watch, watch only. not taking a part in this world I'd sold my Wandering Away Kelly Joe Phelps Will I shed one more tear for my broken family And have a glass of whiskey with another friend That has nowhere to be Get my feet on the road they feel much better there Gonna stop trying some day some Roll Away The Stone Kelly Joe Phelps Early one morning here as I look at across a worn out plain Dust bowl memories you can hear me shout Dust bowl memories you can hear me shout I want to roll away the stone Two-step slumber come on lead my Katy Kelly Joe Phelps Katy's down by the cellar door Calls for me to go Back down to the clover Singing soft and low Singing soft and low My little one's mother is Holding him and crying She hears Katy call my name And I can Rusting Gate Kelly Joe Phelps Tried my hand at company, wine poured out for two Blue charade that I have made while lying next to you Take the next thing home, my dear, leave me to my ways The only clothes that seem to fit are the 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 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 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? 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 Beggar's Oil Kelly Joe Phelps A mustard seed is (has been said) All that men will need A filthy boy in a Bowery lane Under the times in a drowning rain Stealing bits of sleep again Has heard this common creed Grows into the tallest Circle Wars Kelly Joe Phelps The sidewalk coughed up weeds and cracks A book, a magazine and a penny and a dime Oh, and Carl looked behind him making sure the scene was empty Breathed a sigh of bewilderment noting that it was Not 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 River Rat Jimmy Kelly Joe Phelps "Drums are still playing I can see them marching close This he walks like a shadow and that he dances like a ghost The one that looks like jimmy lord he scares me the most River rat jimmy and Jehoshaphat 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 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 Cardboard Box Of Batteries Kelly Joe Phelps A pencil sharpened with a putty knife A pretty girl as a pretty nun Maybe you wake and think this is great I just want somewhere to run. The walls blend into ceilings, the faces disappear. 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 Waiting For Marty Kelly Joe Phelps Marty's in the bath house yanking out the gray Getting older ain't a party it's a good damn play No wonder dogs howl. they can see the rider coming Waiting for marty to get home. 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 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 Tommy Kelly Joe Phelps Tommy had a watch, a good kind of watch It wouldn't tell time if you asked it Didn't have a face, just an ear and an eye To see him with Tommy stole candy from the corner store And gave it to the mice Capman Bootman Kelly Joe Phelps Dancing with a voodoo doll Sweat rolls down the old guitar Seeing things the way they are A crooked look lay on his brow Beside a wisecrack whiskey mouth Tip up the bottle and pour him out [Chorus] Here he is Fleashine Kelly Joe Phelps 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 Has told him so a thousand times or more She refuses to believe that Knock Louder Kelly Joe Phelps This makes as much sense as a frog on a chain A leper knocking trees down with his fist Twisting my ear like I'm a school yard churl You know I want to sit beside that long-legged girl Wearing overalls Piece By Piece Kelly Joe Phelps bottom lined with pocket worry stones A hundred years in hand worn smooth by long grandmother nights Sitting by the rocking chair waiting for the world Oh, if I could roll back all the years and talk to my Cypress Grove Kelly Joe Phelps I'd rather be buried way down in some cypress grove I'd rather be buried way down in some cypress grove To have me a woman that I can't control your knee-bone gone aching and your body sure getting