1. Souvenirs

    All the snow has turned to water
    Christmas days have come and gone
    Broken toys and faded colors
    Are all that's left to linger on
    I hate graveyards and old pawn shops
    For they always bring me tears
    I can't forgive the way they rob me
    Of my childhood souvenirs
    Memories they can't be boughten
    They can't be won at carnivals for free
    Well it took me years
    To get those souvenirs
    And I don't know how they slipped away from me
    Broken hearts and dirty windows
    Make life difficult to see
    That's why last night and this mornin'
    Always look the same to me
    I hate reading old love letters
    For they always bring me tears
    I can't forgive the way they rob me
    Of my sweetheart's souvenirs
    (Repeat Chorus)
  2. Fish and Whistle

    I been thinking lately about the people I meet
    The carwash on the corner and the hole in the street
    The way my ankles hurt with shoes on my feet
    And I'm wondering if I'm gonna see tomorrow.

    Father forgive us for what we must do
    You forgive us we'll forgive you
    We'll forgive each other till we both turn blue
    Then we'll whistle and go fishing in heaven.
    I was in the army but I never dug a trench
    I used to bust my knuckles on a monkey wrench
    Then I'd go to town and drink and give the girls a pinch
    But I don't think they ever even noticed me.
    Fish and whistle, whistle and fish
    Eat everything that they put on your dish
    And when we get through we'll make a big wish
    That we never have to do this again again? again?
    On my very first job I said thank you and please
    They made me scrub a parking lot down on my knees
    Then I got fired for being scared of bees
    And they only give me fifty cents an hour.
  3. Far from Me

    As the cafe was closing
    on a warm summer night
    And Cathy was cleaning the spoons
    The radio played the "Hit Parade"
    And I hummed a long with the tune
    She asked me to change the station
    Said the song just drove her insane
    But it weren't just the music playing
    It was me that she was trying to blame.
    And the sky is black and still now
    On the hill where the angels sing
    Ain't it funny how an old broken bottle
    Looks just like a diamond ring
    But it's far, far from me
    Well, I leaned on my left leg
    in the parking lot dirt
    And Cathy was closing the lights
    A June bug flew from the warmth he once knew
    And I wished for once I weren't right
    Why we used to laugh together
    And we'd dance to any old song.
    Well, ya know, she still laughs with me
    But she waits just a second too long.
    (Repeat Chorus)
    Well, I started the engine
    and I gave it some gas
    And Cathy was closing her purse
    Well, we hadn't gone far in my beat old car
    And I was prepared for the worst.
    "Will you still see me tomorrow?"
    "No, I got too much to do."
    Well, a question ain't really a question
    If you know the answer too.
    (Repeat Chorus)
  4. Angel from Montgomery

    I am an old woman named after my mother
    My old man is another child that's grown old
    If dreams were lightning thunder was desire
    This old house would have burnt down a long time ago
    Make me an angel that flies from Montgom'ry
    Make me a poster of an old rodeo
    Just give me one thing that I can hold on to
    To believe in this living is just a hard way to go
    When I was a young girl well, I had me a cowboy
    He weren't much to look at, just free rambling man
    But that was a long time and no matter how I try
    The years just flow by like a broken down dam.
    (Repeat Chorus)
    There's flies in the kitchen I can hear 'em there buzzing
    And I ain't done nothing since I woke up today.
    How the hell can a person go to work in the morning
    And come home in the evening and have nothing to say.
    (Repeat Chorus)
  5. Donald and Lydia

    Small town, bright lights, Saturday night,
    Pinballs and pool halls flashing their lights.
    Making change behind the counter in a penny arcade
    Sat the fat girl daughter of Virginia and Ray
    Lydia hid her thoughts like a cat
    Behind her small eyes sunk deep in her fat.
    She read romance magazines up in her room
    And felt just like Sunday on Saturday afternoon.
    But dreaming just comes natural
    Like the first breath from a baby,
    Like sunshine feeding daisies,
    Like the love hidden deep in your heart.
    Bunk beds, shaved heads, Saturday night,
    A warehouse of strangers with sixty watt lights.
    Staring through the ceiling, just wanting to be
    Lay one of too many, a young PFC:
    There were spaces between Donald and whatever he said.
    Strangers had forced him to live in his head.
    He envisioned the details of romantic scenes
    After midnight in the stillness of the barracks latrine.
    (Repeat Chorus)
    Hot love, cold love, no love at all.
    A portrait of guilt is hung on the wall.
    Nothing is wrong, nothing is right.
    Donald and Lydia made love that night.
    The made love in the mountains, they made love in the streams,
    They made love in the valleys, they made love in their dreams.
    But when they were finished there was nothing to say,
    'Cause mostly they made love from ten miles away.
    (Repeat Chorus)
  6. Christmas in Prison

    It was Christmas in prison
    and the food was real good
    we had turkey and pistols
    carved out of wood
    and I dream of her always
    even when I don't dream
    her name's on my tongue
    and her blood's in my stream.
    Wait awhile eternity
    old mother nature's got nothing on me
    come to me
    run to me
    come to me, now
    we're rolling
    my sweetheart
    we're flowing
    by God!
    She reminds me of a chess game
    with someone I admire
    or a picnic in the rain
    after a prairie fire
    her heart is as big
    as this whole goddamn jail
    and she's sweeter than saccharine
    at a drug store sale.
    (Repeat Chorus)
    The search light in the big yard
    swings round with the gun
    and spotlights the snowflakes
    like the dust in the sun
    it's Christmas in prison
    there'll be music tonight
    I'll probably get homesick
    I love you. Goodnight.
    (Repeat Chorus)
  7. Storm Windows

    I can hear the wheels 
    of the automobiles
    So far away - 
    just moving along through the drifting snow
    It's times like these 
    when the temperatures freeze
    I sit alone just looking at the world 
    through a storm window
    And down on the beach
    the sandman sleeps
    Time don't fly
    it bounds and leaps
    And a country band
    that plays for keeps
    They play it so slow
    Don't let your baby down
    Don't let your baby down
    Don't let your baby down
    Well, the spirits were high 
    'til the well went dry
    For so long the raven at my window 
    was only a crow
    I bought the rights 
    to the inside fights
    And watched a man
    just beating his hand
    against a storm window
    While miles away 
    o'er hills and streams
    A candle burns
    A witch's dreams
    And silence is golden
    till it screams
    Right through your bones
    (Repeat Chorus)
    Storm windows - Gee but I'm getting old
    Storm window - keep away the cold
  8. Grandpa Was a Carpenter

    Grandpa wore his suit to dinner
    Nearly every day
    No particular reason
    He just dressed that way
    Brown necktie and a matching vest
    And both his wingtip shoes
    He built a closet on our back porch
    And put a penny in a burned out fuse.

    Grandpa was a carpenter
    He built houses stores and banks
    Chain smoked Camel cigarettes
    And hammered nails in planks
    He was level on the level
    And shaved even every door
    And voted for Eisenhower
    'Cause Lincoln won the war.
    Well, he used to sing me
    "Blood on the Saddle"
    And rock me on his knee
    And let me listen to radio
    Before we got TV
    Well, he'd drive to church on Sunday
    And take me with him too!
    Stained glass in every window
    Hearing aids in every pew.
    (Repeat Chorus)
    Now my grandma was a teacher
    Went to school in Bowling Green
    Traded in a milking cow
    For a Singer sewing machine
    She called her husband "Mister"
    And walked real tall and pride
    And used to buy me comic books
    After grandpa died.
    (Repeat Chorus)
  9. The Late John Garfield Blues

    Black faces pressed against the glass
    Where rain has pressed it's weight
    Wind blown scarves in top down cars
    All share one western trait
    Sadness leaks through tear-stained cheeks
    From winos to dime-store Jews
    Probably don't know they give me
    These late John Garfield blues
    Midnight fell on Franklin Street
    And the lamppost bulbs were broke
    For the life of me, I could not see
    But I heard a brand new joke
    Two men were standing upon a bridge
    One jumped and screamed you lose
    And just left the odd man holding
    Those late John Garfield blues
    An old man sleeps with his conscience at night
    Young kids sleep with their dreams
    While the mentally ill sit perfectly still
    And live through life's in-betweens
    I'm going away to the last resort
    In week or two real soon
    Where the fish don't bite but once a night
    By the cold light of the moon
    The horses scream- the nightmares dream
    And the dead men all wear shoes
    'Cause everybody's dancin'
    Those late John Garfield blues
  10. Blue Umbrella

    Feelings are strange
    especially when they come true
    and I had a feeling
    you'd be leaving soon
    so I tried to rearrange
    all my emotions
    but it seems the same
    no matter what I do.

    Blue umbrella
    rest upon my shoulder
    hide the pain
    while the rain
    makes up my mind
    well, my feet are wet
    from thinking this thing over
    and it's been so long
    since I felt the warm sunshine
    just give me one good reason
    and I promise I won't ask you any more
    just give me one extra season
    so I can figure out the other four.

    Day time
    makes me wonder why you left me
    night time
    makes me wonder what I said
    next time
    are the words I'd like to plan on
    but, last time
    was the only thing you said.
    (Repeat Chorus)
  11. Six O'Clock News

    Wanda had a baby in nineteen fifty one.
    The father was stranger and a stranger was the son.
    Call that child James Lewis, call these rooms a home.
    Changing all them diapers polish all that chrome.
    C'mon, baby, spend the night with me
    All around the schoolyard playing all the games
    Running, laughing back and forth the kid with two first names
    Stranger in the closet, lock the diary
    The past is running faster singing harmony
    C'mon, baby, spend the night with me
    "God bless this kitchen" said the knick-knack shelf
    "The dinner's almost ready Go and wash yourself"
    Jimmy's growing up now and Wanda's growing old
    The time is growin' shorter the nights are long and cold
    C'mon, baby, spend the night with me
    Sneaking in the closet and through the diary
    Now, don't you know all he saw was all there was to see
    The whole town saw Jimmy on the six o'clock news
    His brains were on the sidewalk and blood was on his shoes
    C'mon, baby, spend the night with me
    C'mon, baby, spend the night with me
  12. People Puttin' People Down

    People who are sad - sometimes they wear a frown
    And people who are kings - sometimes they wear a crown
    But all the people who don't fit
    Get the only fun they get
    From people puttin' people down
    People puttin' people down
    People without love - sometimes build a fence around
    The garden up above - that makes the whole world go 'round
    But all the people who don't fit
    Get the only fun they get
    From people puttin' people down
    People puttin' people down
    So cold, sometimes it gets so cold
    You may love your wife - you may lose your family
    You may lose you mind - just to keep your sanity
    But the people who don't fit
    Get the only fun they get
    From people puttin' people down
    People puttin' people down
    People that are glad - sometimes they wear a smile
    And people without dreams they walk the extra mile
    But all the people who don't fit
    Get the only fun they get
    From people puttin' people down
    People puttin' people dwn
    From people puttin' people down
    People puttin' people down
    So cold, sometimes it gets so cold
  13. Sam Stone

    Sam Stone came home,
    To his wife and family
    After serving in the conflict overseas.
    And the time that he served,
    Had shattered all his nerves,
    And left a little shrapnel in his knee. 
    But the morphine eased the pain,
    And the grass grew round his brain,
    And gave him all the confidence he lacked,
    With a Purple Heart and a monkey on his back.

    There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes,
    Jesus Christ died for nothin' I suppose.
    Little pitchers have big ears,
    Don't stop to count the years,
    Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios.
    Sam Stone's welcome home
    Didn't last too long.
    He went to work when he'd spent his last dime
    And Sammy took to stealing
    When he got that empty feeling
    For a hundred dollar habit without overtime. 
    And the gold rolled through his veins
    Like a thousand railroad trains,
    And eased his mind in the hours that he chose,
    While the kids ran around wearin' other peoples' clothes...

    (Repeat Chorus)
    Sam Stone was alone
    When he popped his last balloon
    Climbing walls while sitting in a chair
    Well, he played his last request
    While the room smelled just like death
    With an overdose hovering in the air
    But life had lost its fun
    And there was nothing to be done
    But trade his house that he bought on the G. I. Bill
    For a flag draped casket on a local heroes' hill.
    (Repeat Chorus)
  14. Please Don't Bury Me

    Woke up this morning
    Put on my slippers
    Walked in the kitchen and died
    And oh what a feeling!
    When my soul
    Went thru the ceiling
    And on up into heaven I did ride
    When I got there they did say
    John, it happened this way
    You slipped upon the floor
    And hit your head
    And all the angels say
    Just before you passed away
    These were the very last words
    That you said:
    Please don't bury me
    Down in that cold cold ground
    No, I'd druther have "em" cut me up
    And pass me all around
    Throw my brain in a hurricane
    And the blind can have my eyes
    And the deaf can take both of my ears
    If they don't mind the size
    Give my stomach to Milwaukee
    If they run out of beer
    Put my socks in a cedar box
    Just get "em" out of here
    Venus de Milo can have my arms
    Look out! I've got your nose
    Sell my heart to the junkman
    And give my love to Rose
    (Repeat Chorus)
    Give my feet to the footloose
    Careless, fancy free
    Give my knees to the needy
    Don't pull that stuff on me
    Hand me down my walking cane
    It's a sin to tell a lie
    Send my mouth way down south
    And kiss my ass goodbye
    (Repeat Chorus)
  15. Hello in There

    We had an apartment in the city,
    Me and Loretta liked living there.
    Well, it'd been years since the kids had grown,
    A life of their own left us alone.
    John and Linda live in Omaha,
    And Joe is somewhere on the road.
    We lost Davy in the Korean war,
    And I still don't know what for, don't matter anymore.

    Ya' know that old trees just grow stronger,
    And old rivers grow wilder ev'ry day.
    Old people just grow lonesome
    Waiting for someone to say, "Hello in there, hello."
    Me and Loretta, we don't talk much more,
    She sits and stares through the back door screen.
    And all the news just repeats itself
    Like some forgotten dream that we've both seen.
    Someday I'll go and call up Rudy,
    We worked together at the factory.
    But what could I say if asks "What's new?"
    "Nothing, what's with you? Nothing much to do."
    (Repeat Chorus)
    So if you're walking down the street sometime
    And spot some hollow ancient eyes,
    Please don't just pass 'em by and stare
    As if you didn't care, say, "Hello in there, hello."