Ballad of Carol Lynn
Loving you has gotten weird You'll see the sun hanging low down


Take Your Guns To Town
On the eastern highway we ride Windshield wipers disperse the rain from


16 Days
i got sixteen days one for every time i've gone away


Drank like a river
well, he was nearly died when he returned to the town he'd

Angels Are Messengers From God
If angels are messengers from god, Please send one down to me


Everything I Do
she's got diamonds in her eyes That she likes to hide Seek


Too Drunk To Dream
Can you hear that lonesome moanin' Is that you or is that


Inn Town
well, I found a bunch of letters they were written for the