Blind Lemon Jefferson is a-coming Tap tap tappin with his cane Blind Lemon Jefferson is a-coming Tap tap tappin with his cane His last ditch lies down the road of trials Down the road of trials Half filled with rain .. Read »

I got a blue bird, a blue bird on my shoulder I got a blue bird, a blue bird on my shoulder I saw her standing, standing by the water She was naked, her hair in great disorder And I know that I fly and the rest is lie .. Read »

This garden that I built for you That you sit in now and yearn I will never leave it, dear I could not bear to return And find it all untended With the trees all bended low This garden is our home, dear And I got nowhe.. Read »

Up those stone steps I climb Hail this joyful day's return Into its great shadowed vault I go Hail the Pentecostal morn The reading is from Luke 24 Where Christ returns to his loved ones I look at the .. Read »

Brother, my cup is empty And I haven't got a penny For to buy no more whiskey I have to go home I am the captain of my pain Tis the bit, the bridle, The trashing cane The stirrup, the harness The whipping mane The .. Read »

(J. Webb) By the time I get to Phoenix, she'll be rising And she'll find that note that I left hanging on the door And she'll laugh when she reads the part That says: "I'm leaving" Cause I've left that girl so many ti.. Read »

The Captain's fore-arm like bunched-up rope with A-N-I-T-A wrigglin' free on a skull'n'dagger and a portrait of Christ, nailed to an anchor etched into his upper... O o o' Cabin Fever! O o o' Cabin Fever! Slams his fuck.. Read »

You better run You better run and run and run You better run You better run You better run to the City of Refuge You better run You better run You better run to the City of Refuge You stand before your maker In a sta.. Read »

Now that mountains of meaningless words and oceans divide us And we each have our own set of stars to comfort and guide us Come into my sleep Come into my sleep, oh yeah Dry your eyes and do not weep Come into my sleep.. Read »

Crow Jane Crow Jane Crow Jane Horrors in her head That her tongue dare not name She lives alone by the river The rolling rivers of pain Crow Jane Crow Jane Crow Jane Ah hah huh There is one shining eye on a hard-ha.. Read »