1.Comfort Me
Wake me my lady
Don't let me sleep
Open my eyes
To the wonders you keep
Let me look at you
See how you shine
I'll fall in love
Like I've done every time
Lay me in soft green grass
Down where the river runs
Under the mountain caps
Gold with the setting sun
Walk me along the bay
Beyond the verdant trees
Carry me with your grace
Forever comfort me
You walk on water
Searching the East
The souls of the masses
Pass at your feet
Looking up at you
Tears in their eyes
Fathers of fathers of fathers
Gone by
Walk me down old main streets
Ride me down rusty rails
Fields full of summer wheat
Peppered with rounded bales
Steeples where church bells ring
Lighthouses by the sea
Reach out through gathered storms
Faithfully comfort me
I am your tired
I am your poor in spirit
Yearning to breathe
Breathe, free
Breathe, free
Lay me in soft green grass
Down where the river runs
Under the mountain caps
Gold with the setting sun
Walk me along the bay
Beyond the verdant trees
Carry me with your grace
Forever comfort me
Walk me down old main streets
Ride me down rusty rails
Fields full of summer wheat
Peppered with rounded bales
Steeples where church bells ring
Lighthouses by the sea
Reach out through gathered storms
Faithfully comfort me
2.Tickin' Away
The clock above the bar
Is telling me it's 12：15
And it's not such a gentle reminder
That I'm where I shouldn't be
I just keep waiting for something to happen
Waiting for somebody to come walking in
Somebody as perfect as you were
So I can try it again
(But) Chances are so hard to come by
And the second one is impossible to find
The clock keep running
And the odds keep getting higher
That it's all just a fantasy of mine
But I shouldn't be thinking about it
I shouldn't be worried about it
It's just a clock on the wall
But it's ticking away
It's ticking away
It's ticking away
It's ticking away
I suppose I should cut all my losses
Go home with a six-pack of beer
There ain't nobody in the world like you baby
If there was, she wouldn't be coming in here
But I shouldn't be thinking about it
I shouldn't be worried about it
It's just a clock on the wall
But it's ticking away
It's ticking away
It's just a clock on the wall
But it's ticking away
Yeah, it's ticking away
It's ticking away
It's just a clock on the wall
But it's ticking away
I suppose I should cut all my losses
Go home with a six-pack of beer
3.Home
Mama's got her apron on
Standing in the kitchen
Cooking up my favorite dish
Whatever she is fixing
Daddy's in a picture in a frame
That's always sitting by the phone
Daffodils are popping up
Out behind the clothesline
Underneath that tree I planted
When I was just a boy of nine
Man I never can believe
Just how much it's grown when I go
Home
Back home
To the gentle place that held be close
As I became a man
And the streets are all familiar
And an old friend shakes my hand
And I feel fine
So fine
Yeah, knowing that this road I'm wandering on
From time to time
It always leads me home
Brother, he'll be waiting with the
Latest from the grapevine, saying
Man you won't believe them stories
About those crazy friends of mine
And all them little scandals
That a small town can't seem to leave alone
Later on we'll sit around
Bellies tight from supper
Telling all them stories
That we just can't get enough of
And somewhere in an honest laugh
It'll finally hit me that I'm
Home
Back home
Where the memories all have gathered up
And slowly turned to gold
And I carry them along with me wherever I may go
And I feel fine
So fine
In knowing that this road I'm wandering on
From time to time
It always leads me home
Back home
Well I go and put some flowers down at daddy's stone
And I see that empty space beside him
It always makes me glad that I came
Home
Back home
Where the Bible is the Bible
And the angels get their wings
And the circle is unbroken
When I hear them church bells ring
And I feel fine
You know I feel so fine
Yeah, knowing that this road I'm wandering on
From time to time unwinds
Cross the rivers, through the pines
It always leads me home
Back home
Yeah I'm going back home
Back home
4.Red Rag Top
I was twenty and she was eighteen,
we were just as wild as we were green, in the ways of the world
she picked me up in that red rag top,
we were free of the folks and hiding from the cops,
on a summer night runnin' all the red lights
we parked way out in a clearin'in a grove and the night
was hot as a coal burnin' stove,
we were cookin' the gas we were had to last
In the back of that red rag top
She said please don't stop
Well the very first time her mother met me,
her green eyed girl was a mother to be for 2 weeks
I was out of a job and she was in school,
life was fast and the world was cruel
We were young and wild, we decided not to have a child
So we did what we did and we tried to forget
and we swore up and down there would be no regrets
in the morning light,
but on the way home that night
On the back of that red rag top
She said please don't stop..
lovin' me
We took one more trip around the sun,
It was all make believe in the end,
No I can't say where she is today,
I can't remember who I was, back then
Well you do what you do and you pay for your sins,
and there's no such thing as what might've
been, that's a waste of time; drive you outta your mind
I was stopped at a red light just yesterday beside a young girl
in a cabriolet and her eyes
were green
I was in an old scene
I was back in that red rag top
On the day she stopped
Loving me
I was back in that red rag top
On the day she stopped
Loving me
5.That's Why God Made Mexico
Margie said, Roy you ain't listening to me
And I've got a whole lot more to say
Roy just crossed the floor and picked up his car keys
And she ain't seen or heard from him to this day
And that's why God made Mexico
A place where we can lay low
And the Cuervo goes down nice and slow
And the warm wind blows
That's why God made Mexico
And Betty fixed Joe dinner every night
At half past six
Cause that's when he rolled through that door
For sixteen years and not a thank you from his lips
She don't fix him dinner no more
And that's why God made Mexico
A place where we can lay low
Where the Cuervo goes down nice and slow
And the warm winds blow
That's why God made Mexico
Cause life is sweet in a border town
You learn to let your hair down
And you don't make trouble
You learn to dance the Fandango
You change your name, maybe change your face
Get used to beans chili paste
And you learn to live and love
Life in the slow lane
And that's why God made Mexico
A place where we can lay low
Maybe Monterey or Acapulco
Anywhere the warm winds blow
Don't you know
That's why God made Mexico
That's why God made
Made Mexico
6.Watch The Wind Blow By
Creek goes rippling by
I've been barefoot and all day with my baby
Brown leaves have started falling
Leading the way
I like it best just like this
Doing nothing all the way
So let's lay down in the tall grass
Dreaming away
And all I wanna do is let it be and be with you
And watch the wind blow by
And all I wanna see is you and me go on forever
Like the clear blue sky
Slowly, there's only
You and I
And all I want to do is watch the wind blow by
Girl, you know you told me not so long ago
To let it come, then let it pass
And all your troubles and your sorrows
They won't last
So let me kiss you now, little darling
Beneath this autumn moon
Cold wind, another season
Will be here soon
And all I wanna do is let it be and be with you
And watch the wind blow by
And all I wanna see is you and me go on forever
Like the clear blue sky
Slowly, there's only
You and I
And all I want to do is watch the wind blow by
7.Illegal
I put my money on love again
At a hundred to one
I dealt my losing out
I'll just try til I win
Or see how close I can come
Oh it should be illegal
It gets me so high
I can fly like an eagle
Night after night
I've known people who have thrown in the towel
Just cause they've lost once or twice
But it takes a believer to put all this faith
In the toss of the dice
Oh it should be illegal
It gets me so high
I can fly like an eagle
Night after night
Oh it should be illegal
It gets me so high
I can fly like an eagle
Night after night
8.I Know How To Love You Well
It's been a long time
Since we walked that aisle together
And you became my wife
And who would've thought
You would fall for someone just like me
For the best days of my life
I may not be a poet
Cause I ain't so good on words
I may not stand before you
Like a knight in shining armor
I may not be the best of singers
There's better guys I've heard
But I know how to love
I know how to love you well
You got your faults
And I don't need to tell you I've got mine
Well I guess they all even out
Wherever I ride
The thought of you turns water into wine
And somehow I lose a crowd
I may not drive a fancy car
I don't know what it's for
I may not be the one
Who gets to shower you in diamonds
I may not be a rich man
But you can't call me poor
Cause I know how to love
I know how to love you well
As we skip the light Fandango
From that old jukebox by the bar
Now honey, don't it make you wonder
How we ever got this far
I may not be a poet
Cause I ain't got much to say
I may not stand before you
Like that knight in shining armor
I may not be the best of singers
Honey that's ok
Cause I know how to love
I know how to love
I know how to love
You well
9.Sing Me Home
I fell by the wayside
I fell on my knees
Crying, why was I so hard to please？
I stood at the crosswords
Took a long look at me
Sometimes you don't know where you're from til you leave
And I've been out there searching
For a place where I belong
And on my way I heard my song
Let it sing me home
Sun on my shoulders and the wind at my back
Bound and determined to get back on track
To where the heart is
Where it's been all along
Sometimes you don't know what you've got til it's gone
Gone gone gone
And I've been out there searching
For a place where I belong
And on my way I heard my song
Let it sing me home
And I've been out there searching
For a place where I belong
And on my way I heard my song
Let it sing me home
10.She's My Kind Of Rain
She's my kind of rain
Like love in a drunken sky
She's confetti falling
Down all night
She sits quietly there
Black water in a jar
Says, Baby why are you
Trembling like you are
So I wait
And I try
I confess like a child
She's my kind of rain
Like love from a drunken sky
Confetti falling down all night
She's my kind of rain
She's the sun set shadows
She's like Rembrandt's light
She's the history that's made at night
She's my lost companion
She's my dreaming tree
Together in this brief eternity
Summer days, winter snows
She's all things to behold
She's my kind of rain
Like love from a drunken sky
Confetti falling down all night
She's my kind of rain
So I wait
And I try
I confess all my crimes
She's my kind of rain
Like love from a drunken sky
Confetti falling down all night
She's my kind of rain
She's my kind of rain
Like love from a drunken sky
Confetti falling down all night
She's my kind of rain
She's my kind of rain
Oh, rain on me
She's my kind of rain
11.Who Are They？
They say not to have too much fun
They say not to get too much sun
Democrat, Republican
I guess I'm screwed, I'm neither one
Don't say 'hell', say 'what the heck'
Do what's politically correct
Don't pray in school, but have safe sex
Isn't that what they expect？
Who are they？
Yeah you know what they say
Who are they？
Someone I gotta pay
Who are they？
They're probably living in LA
And I don't care anyway
Who are they？
They probably own the Village Voice
The Nashville Scene, The People's Choice
To me it's all a bunch of noise
Decided on by funny boys
They say who does and don't belong
They say our hair's too short or long
They say who's right and who is wrong
As if we'll all just come along
Who are they？
Yeah you know what they say
Who are they？
Someone I gotta pay
Who are they？
They're probably living in LA
And I don't care anyway
Who are they？
Well I wonder if they've got a life
A broken car and two ex-wives
Do they drink beer on Friday night
I wonder if they like to fight
And I wonder if they've got a soul
Or if they like their rock-and-roll
Where do they live, I've got to know
So I can tell them off
Or where to go
Who are they？
Yeah you know what they say
Who are they？
Someone I gotta pay
Who are they？
They're probably living in LA
And I don't care anyway
Who are they？
12.Real Good Man
Girl you've never known no one like me
Up there in your high society
They might tell you I'm no good
Girl they need to understand
Just who I am
I may be a real bad boy
But baby I'm a real good man
I may drink too much and play too loud
Hang out with a rough and rowdy crowd
That don't mean I don't respect
My Mama or my Uncle Sam
Yes sir, yes ma'am
I may be a real bad boy
But baby I'm a real good man
I might have a reckless streak
At least a country-mile wild
If you're gonna run with me
It's gonna be a wild ride
When it comes to loving you
I've got velvet hands
I'll show you how a real bad boy
Can be a real good man
I take all the good times I can get
I'm too young for growing up just yet
Ain't much I can promise you
'Cept to do the best I can
I'll be damned
I may be a real bad boy
But baby I'm a real good man
I may be a real bad boy
Oh but baby I'm a real good man
Yes I am
13.All We Ever Find
Say exactly how you feel
Right now you're free to say it all
There is no one here to judge you
I only love you
You're free to close your eyes and fall
You can trust me, this is real
Say exactly how you feel
Tell me all your dreams
And what you think love means
We'll lock the world outside
Embrace the gift of time
Promising forever
Knowing that this moment
Might be all we ever find
Every breath of who you are
Tells a story that I love
I have finally found the truth
In what I see in you
And what I feel with every touch
The simple beauty of your heart
In every breath of who you are
Tell me all your dreams
And what you think love means
We'll lock the world outside
Embrace the gift of time
Promising forever
Knowing that this moment
Might be all we ever find
Tell me all your dreams
And what you think love means
We'll lock the world outside
Embrace the gift of time
Promising forever
Knowing that this moment
Might be all we ever find
Promising forever
Knowing that this moment
Might be all we ever find
14.Tiny Dancer
Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band
Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
And now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand
Jesus freaks out in the street
Handing tickets out for God
Turning back she just laughs
The boulevard is not that bad
Piano man he makes his stand
In the auditorium
Looking on she sings the songs
The words she knows, the tune she hums
But oh how it feels so real
Lying here with no one near
Only you and you can hear me
When I say softly, slowly
Hold me closer tiny dancer
Count the headlights on the highway
Lay me down in sheets of linen
You had a busy day today
Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band
Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
And now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand
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