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Worn Out `Kelly Joe Phelps`

No, I think not, it's as if my thought has worn the clown's disguise Oh, my little life worn out on a goddamn road I live to breath more than believe, a reason for this load Is it my own version of a terrifying

Roll Away The Stone `Kelly Joe Phelps`

Early one morning here as I look at across a worn out plain 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

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

Beggar's Oil `Kelly Joe Phelps`

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 seed out

Cardboard Box Of Batteries `Kelly Joe Phelps`

Never enough time to think it out only time to forget i'm here. The bill is on the table but i've got no coins for pay A beer half circle around her name. what the hell did she say?

Slingshot Professionals `Kelly Joe Phelps`

Fifty year old walking stick worn through the lion's head Carrid proud like a saber on a limestone statuette The little's can't decide which to lust for, which to desecrate Imagination sits with the marbles

Jericho `Kelly Joe Phelps`

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 mule and bale of hay these shoes left, tattered and worn

Go There `Kelly Joe Phelps`

I could hear them singing like they are gonna fall out Raising hands and hoping, Singing, bringing in the sheets soldiers marching by I want to go there when I die Eyes open wide like a little boy I wonder

River Rat Jimmy `Kelly Joe Phelps`

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 Playing boyhood mumbly peg a six inch bowie blade Out

Capman Bootman `Kelly Joe Phelps`

and flannel arms 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

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

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.

Hosanna `Kelly Joe Phelps`

tattered and my spirit grows cold Let me see your wisdom Lord before I get too old 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 Struggle out

Wandering Away `Kelly Joe Phelps`

the crows feet eyes of anyone Better when they roam Whatever happens then falls under the wheel Dancing to a fiddle tune with the devil on my heel Wandering away My knees are wobbly my back keeps going out

Flash Cards `Kelly Joe Phelps`

messed up game, in this messed up game Juggled in the hands of ten long years Like colorful wands of fire in the arms of a red-eyed wino Life held tight in purple lips and tongue That mumble and spit out

It's James Now `Kelly Joe Phelps`

My folks are goin' out today, I've got some weed, are you comin'??

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

Katy `Kelly Joe Phelps`

Singing soft and low My little one's mother is Holding him and crying She hears Katy call my name And I can see her dying Katy says she loves me I used to feel the same Walking by the old boneyard Calling out

Mr. My Go `Kelly Joe Phelps`

shooting from a saddle Yeah, I got a spur and a horse high shooting from a saddle Oh I'm knee deep in salt and shoe grease Whipping the leather with a fine toothed crack All the words are candy, rot out

Taylor John `Kelly Joe Phelps`

floor, yeah, to the floor, yeah, to the floor Taylor used to marvel at the way the music sounded She drifted down the carpet-bag to put another lamp shade on There she was so young and pretty holding out

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 ...

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 ...

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 t...

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 agai...

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...

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 ...

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 co...

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...

Hobo's Son `Kelly Joe Phelps`

all my days Whittle off the hours with a memory for my blade And carve the hand of sally dear hoping her to find Not today might be here tomorrow ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By KELLY

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...