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

Fleashine Kelly Joe Phelps

not still a butterfly Ready for the net Bobby the fifteen Is turning strong and growing soft As can be seen by his patience with the animals He used to hate 'em, now lays down beside them To keep all from

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

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

Jericho Kelly Joe Phelps

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 no use, just a frame from

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

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?

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

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

Gold Tooth Kelly Joe Phelps

patience on a celibate cigar The light is getting hot inside It's a butcher in the slaughterhouse smiling A mule with a razor and a swagger in his step Ratboy in the corner taking a leak against the wall My

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

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

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

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

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.

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

Waiting For Marty Kelly Joe Phelps

Used to be a girl then a woman then nothing The quilt is in the corner by the oak console The phone rings once a day just like a daughter Waiting for marty to get home.

When The Roll Is Called Up Yonder Kelly Joe Phelps

dead in Christ shall rise And the glory of his resurrection share When all the saints will gather to their home beyond the sky And the roll is called up yonder I'll be there Let us labour for the master from

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

Worn Out Kelly Joe Phelps

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 wins the race Herein lies my

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

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

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

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

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

Go There Kelly Joe Phelps

die Eyes open wide like a little boy I wonder I could hear them shout, I could hear them rumble Pass the plate and raise the spirits high I want to go there when I die Will I read the bible I wear out my

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

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.

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

And selling bitter meat Exemplary of faith I guess Starts with naught but soil Upon the shoes of wayward men Ministers will not befriend Smite the temple yet again Spill their precious oil I've thrown my

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

Circle Wars Kelly Joe Phelps

steering wheel another in the air Trying hard to catch the jet stream to make the flying easy But only grabbing hunger for another man's life For another man's life And Anita makes the corner 'cross from

Taylor John Kelly Joe Phelps

Taylor had a wife, she was married to the mirror Make her glass-eyed lover buy a drink and then another round 'Round the kitchen table lined with cigarettes from years ago Last night one fell onto the

River Rat Jimmy Kelly Joe Phelps

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 Playing boyhood mumbly peg a six inch bowie blade Out the top of my

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 be...

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...

Capman Bootman Kelly Joe Phelps

the manic songwriter's pulled-down rhyme Then leave'em hanging halfway home Surprise is not the same thing twice Music is not your boiled rice [Chorus] Leave the making sense behind Zen bazooka Buddha Joe

Slingshot Professionals Kelly Joe Phelps

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Oke-She-Moke-She-Pop Big Joe Turner

Well I'm from the country baby, just blowed into your great big town Well I'm from the country baby, just blowed into your great big town Well, I heard about you baby and I know what you've been putting

Slow Train Joe Bonamassa

t mind if I go [Chorus:] ‘Cause when the steam from the slow train rises I ain’t gonna see you anymore [Verse 2:] There’s a slow train coming Coming right on time Smokestacks and bottle lightning

Who's That R. Kelly

[Fat Joe & R. Kelly:] What? Keep going baby! [Fat Joe] Whoo! Whoo! Terror Squad! Uh, uh-huh Rockland! Joe Crack, the are [R.

Old Black Joe the kelly family

Old Black Joe (Kelfam/Kelfam) Gone are the days when my heart was young and gay, Gone are my friends from the cotton fields away, Gone from the earth to a better land I know, I hear their gentle

Joe Hill Luke Kelly

I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night Alive as you and me Says I, 'But Joe, you're ten years dead' 'I never died', says he 'I never died', says he.

How Soon Joe

, this damn bed is cold Nothing to hold on to Oh yeah, the phone is cool But girl, I need you here Be it plane, train, or automobile How soon can you get here I'm gonna miss you More than you

Home Alone ( Ft. Keith Murray ) R. Kelly

it right Word is gettin' all over town The party's over here and gettin' down oh yeah Hands in the air drinks everywhere party in the hills Keepin' it real guests from out of town ladies all

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What's A Guy Gotta Do (Album Version) Joe Nichols

Joe Nichols Whats a Guy Gotta Do * What's... a... guy gotta do to get a girl in this town Don't wanna be alone when the sun goes down Just a sweet little somethin to put my arms around What's a guy

What's A Guy Gotta Do Joe Nichols

What's, a, guy gotta do to get a girl in this town Don't want to be alone when the sun goes down Just a sweet little somethin' to put my arms around What's a guy gotta do to get a girl in this town Well