1.Don Quixote
Through the woodland, through the valley
Comes a horseman wild and free
Tilting at the windmills passing
Who can the brave young horseman be
He is wild but he is mellow
He is strong but he is weak
He is cruel but he is gentle
He is wise but he is meek
Reaching for his saddlebag
He takes a battered book into his hand
Standing like a prophet bold
He shouts across the ocean to the shore
Till he can shout no more
I have come o'er moor and mountain
Like the hawk upon the wing
I was once a shining knight
Who was the guardian of a king
I have searched the whole world over
Looking for a place to sleep
I have seen the strong survive
And i have seen the lean grown weak
See the children of the earth
Who wake to find the table bare
See the gentry in the country
Riding off to take the air
Reaching for his saddlebag
He takes a rusty sword into his hand
Then striking up a knightly pose
He shouts across the ocean to the shore
Till he can shout no more
See the jailor with his key
Who locks away all trace of sin
See the judge upon the bench
Who tries the case as best he can
See the wise and wicked ones
Who feed upon life's sacred fire
See the soldier with his gun
Who must be dead to be admired
See the man who tips the needle
See the man who buys and sells
See the man who puts the collar
On the ones who dare not tell
See the drunkard in the tavern
Stemming gold to make ends meet
See the youth in ghetto black
Condemned to life upon the street
Reaching for his saddlebag
He takes a tarnished cross into his hand
Then standing like a preacher now
He shouts across the ocean to the shore
Then in a blaze of tangled hooves
He gallops off across the dusty plain
In vain to search again
Where no one will hear
Through the woodland, through the valley
Comes a horseman wild and free
Tilting at the windmills passing
Who can the brave young horseman be
He is wild but he is mellow
He is strong but he is weak
He is cruel but he is gentle
He is wise but he is meek
2.Christian Island
I'm sailing down the summer wind
I got whiskers on my chin
And i like the mood i'm in
As i while away the time of day
In the lee of christian island
Tall and strong she dips and reels
I call her silver heels
And she tells me how she feels
She's a good old boat and she'll stay afloat
Through the toughest gales and keep smilin'
But for one more day she would like to stay
In the lee of christian island
I'm sailing down the summer day
Where the fish and seagulls play
I put my troubles all away
And when the gales comes up i'll fill my cup
With the whiskey of the highlands
She's a good old ship and she'll make the trip
From the lee of christian island
Tall and strong she slips along
I sing for her a song
And she leans into the wind
She's a good old boat and she'll stay afloat
Through the toughest gales and keep smilin'
When the summer ends we will rest again
In the lee of christian island
3.Alberta Bound
Oh the prairie lights are burnin' bright
The chinook wind is a-movin' in
Tomorrow night i'll be alberta bound
Though i've done the best i could
My old luck ain't been so good and
Tomorrow night i'll be alberta bound
No one-eyed man could e'er forget
The rocky mountain sunset
It's a pleasure just to be alberta bound
I long to see my next of kin
To know what kind of shape they're in
Tomorrow night i'll be alberta bound
Alberta bound, alberta bound
It's good to be alberta bound
Alberta bound, alberta bound
It's good to be alberta bound
Oh the skyline of toronto
Is somethin' you'll get onto
But they say you've got to live there for a while
And if you got the money
You can get yourself a honey
A written guarantee ta make you smile
But it's snowin' in the city
And the streets and brown and gritty
And i know there's pretty girls all over town
But they never seem ta find me
And the one i left behind me
Is the reason that i'll be alberta bound
Alberta bound, alberta bound
It's good to be alberta bound
Alberta bound, alberta bound
It's good to be alberta bound
It's good to be alberta bound
4.Looking At The Rain
Looking at the rain
Feeling the pain
Of love lost running though
My brain
Looking at the wind
Watching it spin
The leaves along the street
You win
Waiting for a line to fall
Telling you it's all a big mistake
Looking at a face
So out of place
Inside that picture frame
Of lace
Looking at the wall
Wishing you'd call
And tell me you're ok
That's all
Wishing this was all a dream
And i'd find you sleeping when i wake
Looking at the trees
So ill at ease
From sleep that will not come
That's me
Looking at the dawn
Knowing it's wrong
Still thinking of your love
That's gone
Wishing this was all a dream
And i'd find you sleeping when i wake
Looking at the rain
Feeling the pain
Of love lost running though
My brain
Looking at the wind
Watching it spin
The leaves along the street
You win
Waiting for a line to fall
Telling you it's all a big mistake
But the words won't come
I know i'd feel the same
Looking at the rain
5.Ordinary Man
Try to understand
I'm not your ordinary man, still i can't deny
You go with me everywhere
When i'm dreamin' you still share my lonely nights
Try to see my side
It's not your ordinary pride that keeps drivin' me on
It's that lonesome, restless feelin' that you feel under the gun
And it leads me to the highways but it keeps my body warm
And as i wander to the cities and the towns
I get so lonesome knowin' you could be around
And when the show is over, there's a holiday motel
Another empty bottle and another tale to tell
Try to comprehend
I'm not your ordinary friend at the end of my life
I would pray that i could be
Returning to the shelter of your love
Try to see my side
It's not your ordinary pride that keeps drivin' me on
It's that lonesome, restless feelin' that you feel under the gun
And it leads me to the highways but it keeps my body warm
And as i wander to the cities and the towns
I get so lonesome knowin' you could be around
And when the show is over, there's a holiday motel
Another empty bottle and another tale to tell
Try to understand
I'm not your ordinary man, still i can't deny
You go with me everywhere
Like a shadow in the gloom
I remember all the good times
There's a ghost in every room
6.Brave Mountaineers
Born in the country and i like that country smile
Of the little girls and boys, they remind me of a child
That i knew and a big harvest moon
That shon' by suppertime in the dusty afternoon
And i need to be there
When the autumn wind goes whistlin' through the trestle we would
climb
Like brave mountaineers
We never were much bothered by time
Born in the country and i like that country song
We played for just a nickel every time we got to town
And i bought you a dime diamond ring
In the hayloft we would play, we were princesses and kings
And i need to be there
When the world gets too heavy and the shadows cross my mind
Like brave mountaineers
We never were much bothered by time
Born in the country and i like that country way
Of the uncles and the cousins and the card games they would play
While the young ones slept overhead
Beneath the quilts that mother made, when all the prayers were
said
And i need to be there
When the autumn wind goes whistlin' through the trestle we would
climb
Like brave mountaineers
We never were much bothered by time
And i need to be there
When the world gets too heavy and the shadows cross my mind
Like brave mountaineers
We never were much bothered by time
7.Ode To Big Blue
The oceans of the world were the home of big blue
He was the greatest monster that the world ever knew
And the place that he loved best
Was the waters to the west
Around the blue pacific he did roam
Big blue moved alone for a mighty blue was he
And the battles of the whales was an awesome sight to see
And he took them one by one and he drove them all away
In the mating of the day he was the king
Big blue had fifty wives and he sired forty sons
Though most of them feel victim to the cruel harpoon guns
Ah but he was too much wise to get caught by the gunners' eyes
And so he lived at sea a hundred years
His mouth was as large as a tunnel so they say
His hide was thick as leather and his eyes quick and small
And his back was all scarred by the times he got away
And he knew the smell of whalers did big blue
Big blue passed away to his natural decay
Beside the arctic circle as he travelled up that way
And there never was a man who was born with a gunner's hand
Who ever took a pan to big blue
Now the gray whale has run and the sperm is almost done
The finbacks and the greenland rights have all passed and gone
They've been taken by the men for the money they could spend
And the killing never ends, it just goes on
The oceans of the earth were the home of big blue
He was the greatest monster that the world ever knew
And the place that he loved best was the waters to the west
Around the blue pacific he did roam
8.Second Cup Of Coffee
I'm on my second cup of coffee and i still can't face the day
I'm thinking of the lady who got lost along the way
And if i don't stop this trembling hand from reaching for the
phone
I'll be reachin' for the bottle, lord, before this day is done
I'm on my second cup of coffee and i still can't face the day
The room was filled with laughs as we danced the night away
But my sleep was filled with dreaming of the wrongs that i had
done
And the gentle sweet reminder of a daughter and a son
Sitting alone, my friends have all gone home
You never know when they'll come droppin' in
Thinking of girls with their fingers in my curls
Too young to understand how love begins
I'm on my second cup of coffee and i still can't face the dawn
The radio is playin' a soft country song
And if i don't stop this trembling hand from reaching for the
phone
I'll be reachin' for the bottle, lord, before this day is done
9.Beautifuel
At times i just don't know
How you could be anything but beautiful
I think that i was made for you
And you were made for me
And i know that i will never change
Cause we've been friends through rain or shine
For such a long, long time
Laughing eyes and smiling face
It's seems so lucky just to have the right
Of telling you with all my might
You're beautiful tonight
And i know that you will never stray
Cause ya been that way from day to day
For such a long, long time
And when ya hold me tight
How could life be anything but beautiful
I think that i was made for you
And you were made for me
And i know that i will never change
Cause we've been friends through rain or shine
For such a long, long time
And i must say that it means so much to me
Just to be the one who's telling you
I'm telling you
That you're beautiful
10.On Susan's Floor
Like crippled ships that made it
Through a storm and finally reached a quiet shore
The homeless found a home on susan's floor
Didn't feel so cold and tired
Stretched out before her fire
Rollin' smokes and drinkin' up her wine
And i remember candlelight
And singing 'til we could not sing no more
Then fallin' warm asleep on susan's floor
Well now that my song is sweeeter
I think i'd like to greet her
And thank her for the favors that she gave
A stranger i came
My head bowed in the rain to her door
I sat and sang my songs on susan's floor
In the mornin' i'd go on
Buyin' kingdoms with my songs
Knowin' i'd be back in just a while
Warm in the sunlight of her smile
Well lots of time and songs have passed
I catch myself just looking back
Reliving all the wonder of those nights
That's where i'd be today
If i had only stayed one night more
And sang another song on susan's floor
Like crippled ships that made it
Through a storm and finally reached a quiet shore
The homeless found a home on susan's floor
11.The Patriot's Dream
The songs of the wars are as old as the hills
They cling like the rust on the cold steel that kills
They tell of the boys who went down to the tracks
In a patriotic manner with the cold steel on their backs
The patriot's dream is as old as the sky
It lives in the lust of a cold callous lie
Let's drink to the men who got caught by the chill
Of the patriotic fever and the cold steel that kills
The train pulled away on that glorious night
The drummer got drunk and the bugler got tight
While the boys in the back sang a song of good cheer
While riding off to glory in the spring of their years
The patriot's dream still lives on today
It makes mothers weep and it makes lovers pray
Let's drink to the men who got caught by the chill
Of the patriotic fever and the cold steel that kills
Well there was a sad, sad lady
Weeping all night long
She received a sad, sad message
From a voice on the telephone
Her children were all sleeping
As she waited out the dawn
How could she tell those children
That their father was shot down
So she took them to her side that day
And she told them one by one
Your father was a good man ten thousand miles from home
He tried to do his duty and it took him straight to hell
He might be in some prison, i hope he's treated well
Well there was a young girl watching in the early afternoon
When she heard the name of someone who said he'd be home soon
And she wondered how they got him, but the papers did not tell
There would be no sweet reunion, there would be no wedding bells
So she took herself into her room and she turned the bed sheets
down
And she cried into the silken folds of her new wedding gown
He tried to do his duty and it took him straight to hell
He might be in some prison, i hope he's treated well
Well there was an old man sitting in his mansion on the hill
And he thought of his good fortune and the time he'd yet o kill
Well he called to his wife one day, 'come sit with me awhile'
Then turning toward the sunset, he smiled a wicked smile
'well i'd like to say i'm sorry for the sinful deeds i've done
But let me first remind you, i'm a patriotic son'
They tried to do their duty and it took 'em straight to hell
They might be in some prison, i hope they're treated well
The songs of the wars are as old as the hills
They cling like the rust on the cold steel that kills
They tell of the boys who went down to the tracks
In a patriotic manner with the cold steel on their backs
The train pulled away on that glorious night
The drummer got drunk and the bugler got tight
While the boys in the back sang a song of good cheer
While riding off to glory in the spring of their years
The patriot's dream still lives on today
It makes mothers weep and it makes lovers pray
Let's drink to the men who got caught by the chill
Of the patriotic fever and the cold steel that kills
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