Nothing More
My friend i know you've suffered, Although you are still young.


Too Much Of Nothing
Well, too much of nothing Can make a man fell ill


Make Me A Pallet On Your Floor
Make me a pallet on your floor Make me a pallet on


The Angels Took My Racehorse Away
Well, the angels came to see me today Said ``we've taken your

Forever Young
May God bless and keep you always, May your wishes all come


This Train
This train don't carry no gamblers, this train, This train don't carry


Until The Real Thing Comes Along
I'd work for you, i'd even slave for you, I'd be a


Gold Dust
This is the text on the rendezvous album: If your eyes