No
Johnsonville - (Slow Children)
There’s a crazy
man screamin outta here
On sleepless
nights and full of beer
There ain’t no way
to get him back to Johnsonville
In your sleep
there is no rain
Out west there’s
no corn or grain
Ain’t no way to
get him back to Johnsonville
Tell me you’re on
hallowed ground
But the Big
Muddy’s goin’ down
Who the hell’s
gonna float your boat
He’s turning green at the Palace Lounge
Somebody get him outta town
Ain’t no way to get him back to Johnsonville
Sitting Bull hears your prayers
But he ain’t moved by yellow hairs
And there ain’t no way to get him back to
Johnsonville
In a covered wagon or a covered grave
In the 7th Cavalry or a warrior brave
There ain’t no way to get him back to Johnsonville
Tell me you’re on
hallowed ground
But the Big
Muddy’s goin’ down
Who the hell’s
gonna float your boat
He’s turning green at
the Palace Lounge
Somebody get him outta town
Ain’t no way to get him back to Johnsonville
Tears are fallin in his sleep
Big muddy ain’t getting deep
Ain’t no way to get him back to Johnsonville
Slow Children
- (Slow
Children)
Waitin for the day
to pass
Ain’t goin nowhere
I’m out of gas
Don’t want to hear
of war today
Slow children at play
If I had a dollar
bill
I’d run on up the
hill
Have me a drink
today
Slow children at
play
I’ll take off my
workin’ cap
Grab my girl and
take a nap
We might roll in
the hay
Slow children at
play
Let’s plan a jig
and shake a dance
Moonlight gives us
a chance
To laugh all our cares
away
Slow children at
play
Glide and me we
got the groove
We don’t hardly
have to move
Smoke a ham or
smoke a jay
Slow children at
play
Mi and Chuck are
cookin’ in
It’s cold outside
but warm within
Let the chips fall
where they may
Slow children at
play
Waitin for the day
to pass
Ain’t goin nowhere
I’m out of gas
Don’t want to hear
of war today
Slow children at play
Waitin for the day
to pass
Ain’t goin nowhere
I’m out of gas
Don’t want to hear
of war today
Slow children at play
Bluebird
Offer - (Slow Children)
Break the door and
take me on down the road
I’m broken now so
take me on down the road
The bluebird
offered up his wings
I understand him
now when he sings
Break the door and
take me on down the road
I’m broken now so
take me on down the road
On a Japanese
guitar I bought down in Omaha
I wrote me a song
that got me out of Omaha
The bluebird
offered up his wings
I understand him
now when he sings
On a Japanese
guitar I bought down in Omaha
I wrote me a song
that got me out of Omaha
So break the door
and take me on down the road
I’m broken now so
take me on down the road
Jesus’
Promise -
(Slow Children)
When a rose drops
its petals
And they fall to
the ground
They change and
become one with the earth
But they’re still
around
I know that you
think of me
When you come to
this place
Feel the wind and
touch the grass
As if it were my
face
I was there when
your mama cried
Callin’ out your
name
And I was there
when your daddy tried
To cheer you
through a losing game
I’ll be there in
the evening air
When you’re
thinking about me
I’ll be there
I’ll be there
I’ll be there in
the evening air
When you’re
thinking about me
So let your tears
mix with the rain
There’s nothin’
wrong with that
Don’t cuss the
clouds or the wind
Remember where I’m
at
I was there when
your mama cried
Callin’ out your
name
And I was there
when your daddy tried
To cheer you
through a losing game
I’ll be there in
the evening air
When you’re
thinking about me
I’ll be there
Oh I’ll be there
You know I’ll be
there in the evening air
When you’re
thinking about me
An Early
Grave -
(Slow Children)
The simple life
belongs to the young
When the sweet
songs roll off your tongue
Don’t it seem all
the good, fearless and brave
All end up in an early
grave
I swim at the
river and I swim alone
My thoughts and
prayers are smooth and hard as stone
Don’t it seem all
the good, fearless and brave
All end up in an
early grave
I’m as hard as an
old oak tree
The bark and the
leaves are fallin’ off of me
Don’t it seem all
the good, fearless and brave
All end up in an
early grave
Barbwire
Heart -
(Slow Children)
There’s barbwire
around your heart
You’re pushin’ us
so far apart
I can’t find my
way back to you
Times can change
when you cannot
Some forget but I
will not
Even if I can’t
find my way back to you
Let the world know
I was your man
Even if they don’t
understand why I left you
Let the world know
I was your man
Even if they can’t
understand why I left you
There’s barbwire around
your heart
You’re pushin’ us
so far apart
I can’t find my
way back to you
Troubadour -
(Slow Children)
Troubadour I heard
you’re headed for the sea
Troubadour is
there a place out there for me
Troubadour,
Troubadour you sing of love and war
Troubadour is
there Irish in your veins
I’m native blood
can I ride with you across the plains
Troubadour,
Troubadour do you sing of home any more
Troubadour was
your true love left behind
Do sad songs bring
her to your mind
Troubadour,
Troubadour you’re headed for a distant shore
Troubadour do you
sometimes sing off key
Troubadour it’s
the same thing for me
That’s Love -
(Slow
Children)
Unpredictable you
can’t guess which way it runs
Invisible like mist in
the morning sun
Irresistible like the
best thing you ever ate
Unbelievable it
comes so close to hate
That’s love
That’s love
That’s love
That’s love
It’s unattainable
the stars are sometimes as near
Unquenchable can’t
feed it or soak it in beer
But desirable if
it flames try to stand clear
Unbreakable that’s
the way we talk around here
That’s love
That’s love
That’s love
Hanny says
That’s love
Daddy Git Yer
Gun -
(Slow
Children)
She said he only
comes around about twice a year
It’s his anger
that you should fear
Don’t ever do me
even slightly wrong
I taught my Daddy
this little song
Daddy git yer gun
Git yer gun
git yer gun
Daddy git yer gun
git yer gun
git yer gun Daddy
Daddy git yer gun
Git yer gun
git yer gun
Daddy git yer gun
git yer gun
git yer gun Daddy
She said I’m kind
of a Daddy’s girl
But boy I’m
willing to rock your world
Love me soft and
love me long
But remember I
taught Daddy my little song
Daddy git yer gun
Git yer gun
git yer gun
Daddy git yer gun
git yer gun
git yer gun Daddy
Daddy git yer gun
Git yer gun
git yer gun
Daddy git yer gun
git yer gun
git yer gun Daddy
Daddy git yer gun
Git yer gun
git yer gun
Daddy git yer gun
git yer gun
git yer gun Daddy
Daddy git yer gun
Git yer gun
git yer gun
Daddy git yer gun
git yer gun
git yer gun Daddy
Daddy git yer gun
Git yer gun
git yer gun
Daddy git yer gun
git yer gun
git yer gun Daddy
She said he only
comes around about twice a year
It’s his anger
that you should fear
A Good
Soldier -
(Slow Children)