Got a wife and kids in baltimore jack, I went out for a ride and I never went back.
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Got a wife and kids in baltimore jack, I went out for a ride and I never went back.
I have spent my life judging the distance between American reality and the American dream.
I don't understand how you can hold me so tight and love me so damn loose.
And your strength is devastating in the face of all these odds.
Remember how I kept you waiting when it was my turn to be the God.
I like narrative storytelling as being part of a tradition, a folk tradition.
I'll let somebody else sort that part of it, I guess. But a lot of 'em seem pretty applicable, you know Mrs. Mcgrath is basically an Irish anti-war song, but it's ripped right out of the headlines everyday today.
Tonight our bed is cold;
I'm lost in the darkness of our love.
God have mercy on the man
Who doubts what he's sure of.
And I'm just calling one last time, not to change your mind, but just to say I miss you, baby. Good luck, good bye, Bobby Jean.
Poor man wanna be rich;
Rich man wanna be king.
And a king ain't satisfied
Till he rules everything.
It's rainin' but there ain't a cloud in the sky;
Musta been a tear from your eye.
Everything'll be okay.
Funny, thought I felt a sweet summer breeze;
Musta been you sighin' so deep.
Don't worry we're gonna find a way.