1.Crossing
Lyricist：Bill Gatti, Marty Lloyd
Find me an ocean
Lazy morning surprise
Take me to Heaven
On the coat tails of rhyme
Capturing freedom
The kind that's not part of soul
Sing with the angels
Honey dripping rivers of gold
Through canyons my mind unfolds
Lay me down easy
Over the fold
Banks of the river
I'm finally home
Won't you lead me to the crossing？
Wake me from slumber
My eyes they long to see
Cascading water
From cold eternal streams
Set my soul, spirit free
Lay me down easy
Over the fold
Banks of the river
Finally home
Won't you lead me to the crossing？
Cut this heart open
Pour out all to my name
Way of the love
It's all I have left to give
Nothing more left to gain
Lay me down easy
Over the fold
Banks of the river
Finally home
Won't you lead me to the crossing？
Won't you lead me to the crossing？
Cut this heart open
Finally home
Crossing
Finally home now
2.Crosscut Saw
Lyricist：R G Ford, Ingram, Moss, Person, Sanders, Walker
I'm a crosscut saw, just drag me 'cross your log
I'm a crosscut saw, just drag me 'cross your log
I cut your wood so easy for you
You can't help but say, hot dog
Some call me wood choppin' Sam
Some call me wood cuttin' Ben
Last girl I cut the wood for, want me back again
I'm a crosscut saw, just drag me 'cross your log
I cut your wood so easy for you
You can't help but say, hot dog
I've got a double bladed axe that really cuts good
I'm a crosscut saw, just bury me in the wood
I'm a crosscut saw, just drag me 'cross your log
I cut your wood so easy for you
You can't help but say, hot dog
3.Colors Of The Light
Lyricist：Rob Bonaccorsi, Wayne Edmund Healy
Wind stood still and my feet were cold
Was a lightning storm as the story unfolds
Colors of the light and the sky was blue
Sounds of spring in the morning rain
And the silence grew too loud
Seemed unreal
Darkest blue I've even seen
Seemed unreal
Makes you wonder, woo yeah
Where's your mama at
Seasons change and we can't hear
Truth of knowledge brings me pain
Big mama's work you take for granted
Sounds of spring in the morning rain
And the silence grew too loud
Seemed unreal
Darkest blue I'd even seen
Seemed unreal
Makes you wonder
Don't bring me down
See the lightning
Don't bring me down
4.Dixie Dynamite
Lyricist：Wayne Healy, Simon Horrocks, Brian Shader
Well, here's a story 'bout a southern gal
She got all the parts and she's built quite well
And her name is Dixie Dynamite
She's a lady with beauty and grace
And she's got all this till you see her face
A pair so big they'll really grab your eyes
Big bad Bill was a man of means
When he come around you hear Dixie scream
They jumped in his Cadillac
Everyday for them was fun
Cruisin' on the highway called 101
They ain't comin' back, no
Dixie, won't you be my wife
Dixie, Dixie Dynamite？
The truckers on their way back from Arkansas
Couldn't believe now what they saw
Dixie driving with her top on down
When the sun come out, she don't waste no time
Her and Bill drive to county line
They sit there and talk about their dairy farm
Bill said, 'Dixie, won't you be my wife？'
She said, 'Yeah, babe let's share our life
You seem to be the man for me'
Dixie got as fat as a horse
Bill dumped her and gave her a divorce
He ran out the back door as fast as he could
Well, he traded in his Caddy for some spandex jeans
Now he's a stud and drives a Limousine
He owns a disco club in Hollywood
Dixie, won't you be my wife
Dixie, Dixie Dynamite？
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