TITLE:99 Songs by Alastair Moock:
TITLE:Be a Pain * If you see something that’s wrong, raise your hand and say that’s wrong | Point it out and name that thing by its name | Don’t stand by and stare — if it’s wrong, it’s your affair | Don’t be quiet, make a riot, be a pain * Be a pain, be a pain, shout about it and complain | Ignore the crowd and go against the grain | Don’t be polite, raise your voice and do what’s right | Be a pain, be a pain, be a pain * When Rosa Parks sat on that bus, she chose to make a fuss | She chose to break the rules and take the blame | Her choice to sit and fight helped to bring on Civil Rights | Because one strong woman chose to be a pain * Be a pain, be a pain, shout about it and complain | If they say, “You have to move,” say, “I’ll remain” | Don’t be polite, raise your voice and do what’s right | Be a pain, be a pain, be a pain * Harvey Milk, he chose to run for the council board and won | Even though folks said, “You can’t because you’re gay” | One brave LGBTQ elected leader ran and knew | You can change things if you choose to be a pain * Be a pain, be a pain, shout about it and complain | Tell ‘em, “I won’t let you make me feel ashamed” | Don’t be polite, raise your voice and do what’s right | Be a pain, be a pain, be a pain * A tennis star named Billy Jean told the world she had a dream | That men and women would be paid the same | She refused to hit the ball ‘til there was equal pay for all | She was a King because she was a royal pain * Be a pain, be a pain, shout about it and complain | If they refuse to pay, refuse to play the game | Don’t be polite, raise your voice and do what’s right | Be a pain, be a pain, be a pain * Kids from Parkland led the fight for something they all knew was right | They said, “It’s time for us to finally make a change | If adults can’t compromise, we must go march for our lives” | They spoke out and led the charge, they all were pains * Be a pain, be a pain, shout about it and complain | When you’re faced with laws you know are just insane | Don’t be polite, raise your voice and do what’s right | Be a pain, be a pain, be a pain * Be a pain, be a pain, shout about it and complain | Ignore the crowd and go against the grain | Don’t be polite, raise your voice and do what’s right | Be a pain, be a pain, be a pain * 
TITLE:Everybody Was a Kid * Two little eyes staring from a crib | A tiny little mouth drooling on a bib | A tiny little fist with a tiny little grip | Before they grew up, everybody was a kid * Malcom X was a kid and Dr. King was a kid | Mahatma Gandhi was a kid, the Dalai Lama was a kid | Before they got tall, before they grew big | They used to be small, everybody was a kid * You are a kid, you got dirt on your hands | You wipe ‘em on your shirt, you wipe ‘em on your pants | But one of these days you’re gonna get real big | How do I know? ‘Cuz everybody was a kid * So where you gonna go? What you gonna do? | Who you gonna be? We’re waiting on you | We’re holding our breath and our lips are all bit | Because we all know everybody was a kid * Oprah Winfrey was a kid and Angelina Jolie | Even Bill Gates and Muhammad Ali | Before they got known, before we knew what they did | Before they got grown, everybody was a kid * Two little eyes staring from a crib | A tiny little mouth drooling on a bib | A tiny little fist with a tiny little grip | Before they grew up, everybody was a kid * So where you gonna go? What you gonna do? | Who you gonna be? We’re waiting on you | We’re biting our nails though we keep it well hid | Because we all know everybody was a kid * 
TITLE:Get to Work * People, get to work, people, get to work | Roll your sleeves up, knuckle down, people get to work | A boulder won’t just move itself, shoulder up and start to help | People, get to work, people, get to work * Children, gather round, children, gather round | Put your hands in, pick your tools out, children gather round | You can’t get no building done when your hammer isn’t swung | Children, gather round, children, gather round * People, get to work, people, get to work | Roll your sleeves up, knuckle down, people get to work | That boulder won’t just move itself, shoulder up and start to help | People, get to work, people, get to work * Children, love’ll win, children, love’ll win | Pick your chin up, plant your seeds now, children love’ll win | Put your muscle in this fight, what is wrong, you make it right | Children, love’ll win, children, love’ll win * People, get to work, people, get to work | Roll your sleeves up, knuckle down, people get to work | Put your shoulder to that boulder, one, two, three, now, roll it over | People, get to work, people, get to work | People, get to work, people, get to work * 
TITLE:Go Pete Go (Grab Your Hammer) * ‘Ol Pete Seeger was a man, a banjo in his hand | He spread his messages of justice all throughout the land | ‘Ol Pete Seeger fought for fairness, peace, and civil rights | For working folks of every color, brown and black and white * Round and round, go Pete go, round and round I say | Planting seeds, fighting wrong until your dying day | Round and round, we’re up next, time to take our turn | ‘Tis the season, grab your hammer, show ‘em what we’ve learned * ‘Ol Pete Seeger went to Harvard for a couple years | But he dropped out and rode the rails, still wet behind the ears | He studied in the migrant camps and down inside the mines | He struck and stood for stronger unions on that picket line * Round and round, go Pete go, round and round I say | Planting seeds, fighting wrong until your dying day * ‘Ol Pete Seeger sang a song, from labor rights it come | He helped to shape and turn it into “We Shall Overcome” | ‘Ol Pete Seeger sang another that’s a real fine jammer | He and Lee Hayes wrote and called it “If I Had a Hammer” * ‘Ol Pete Seeger had a wife, Toshi was her name | Toshi worked as hard as Pete and kept him on his game | Toshi stood with Pete in Congress, 1955 | He wouldn’t name no names or plead the fifth ‘gainst all advice * ‘Ol Pete Seeger was blacklisted all throughout the fifties | But ‘Ol Pete still found ways to play because ‘Ol Pete was sneaky | Pete would go to schools and sing for kids of every age | Inspired them to join the fight, some even took the stage * ‘Ol Pete Seeger stood against the war in Vietnam | He didn’t think we should’ve sent them soldiers to Saigon | He sang, “Lay down your sword and shield, no more war you’ll study” | He went on the TV, sang, “We’re waist deep in the big muddy” * ‘Ol Pete Seeger saw pollution up and down the Hudson | His solution was to oversee a boat’s construction | Pete and others sailed that boat, they sang and gathered cash | They helped to clean the river up by getting new laws passed * ‘Ol Pete Seeger marched with Martin, stood with Cesar Chavez | Rode with Woody, mentored Dylan, Springsteen, and Joan Baez | ‘Ol Pete Seeger sang and fought ‘til he was 94 | There’s never been another like him, since then or before * 
TITLE:One Foot / Lead with Love * You got to put one foot in front of the other | And lead with love | Put one foot in front of the other | And lead with love * Don’t give up hope (Don’t give up hope) | You’re not alone (You’re not alone) | Don’t you give up (Don’t you give up) | Keep movin’ on * Lift up your eyes (Lift up your eyes) | Don’t you despair (Don’t you despair) | Look up ahead (Look up ahead) | The path is there * I know you’re scared (I know you’re scared) | And I’m scared too (And I’m scared too) | But here I am (But here I am) | Right next to you * 
TITLE:No Wall (Ninguna Pared) * There’s no wall between the branches of a tree | There’s no wall between the river and the sea | There’s no wall around the heart that can set one life apart | There’s no wall between you and me * We are marching toward tomorrow all together | We are making for a distant shining shore | We are walking hand in hand ‘til we reach that promised land | Where no wall separates us any more * There’s no wall between an ending and a start | There’s no wall between the sunshine and the dark | There’s no us, there’s no them | All walls fall down in the end * Todos juntos vamos hacia el porvenir | Hacia una orilla lejana y feliz | Codo a codo caminamos hasta que por fin llegamos | Donde los muros no nos puedan dividir * No hay muro entre lo antigüo y lo de hoy | Entre élites y masas, muro no hay | Por distintos que seamos, el mismo aire respiramos | No hay muralla entre tú y yo * We are marching toward tomorrow all together | We are making for a distant shining shore | We are walking hand in hand ‘til we reach that promised land | Where no wall separates us any more | Codo a codo caminamos hasta que por fin llegamos | Donde los muros no nos puedan dividir | Where no wall separates us any more * 
TITLE:I Am Malala * ‘Til every child can go to school | I am Malala, you are Malala too | ‘Til freedom peace and justice rule | I am Malala, you are Malala too * I am Malala ‘til the sun has shone | ‘Til dignity and truth are known | I am Malala ‘til the day is new | I am Malala, you are Malala too * One among many raising up my voice | I am Malala, you are Malala too | Speaking for all the girls and boys | I am Malala, you are Malala too * I raise up my voice for an equal chance | To live and learn and grow | To be who I want to be and explore | The things I want to know * Malalalala Malalala | I am Malala, you are Malala too | Malalalala Malalala | I am Malala, you are Malala too * Malala Malala Malala Malala | Malala Malala Malala Malala * 
TITLE:Go Shine (Song for Elm) * You are who you choose to be | When you choose to be who you are | The world may be confused by you | But you know who you are * That face there in the mirror | Has the sleep wiped from its eyes | As the sun rises, so do you my dear | Go shine, go shine * You are who you choose to be | When you choose to be who you are | The world’s not quite like it used to be | Thank God we’ve made it this far * But this journey’s just beginning | And your finding your own way | I’ll follow right behind you | Whatever road you might take * Here’s my vow to you, I’m so proud of you | And I will be for all of my days | Astounded and amazed by you | You’re a rocket, you’re ablaze * You are who you choose to be | When you choose to be who you are | This world is yours to move and change | To shape with your hands and your heart * That face there in the mirror | Doesn’t need to wear a disguise | As the sun rises, so do you my dear | Go shine, go shine, go shine * 
TITLE:Kids Can Do Great Things * Kids can do great things | You can fly a long, long way on little wings | Figure out the answers only you can bring | Believe me when I sing | Kids can do great things * Kids can open doors | Lead us through a world of undiscovered shores | Show us what you notice when it’s all brand new | Step on through, we can go explore | Kids can open doors * You can be strong enough to face something you fear | You can be kind enough to pull somebody near | You can be brave enough to stand up for what’s right | Even in the darkest hour, you can shine a light * Kids can do great things | You can fly a long, long way on little wings | I’m thinking of tomorrow and what time may bring | When I sing, “kids can do great things” | Oh, kids can do great things * 
TITLE:Planting Seeds * November was cold, as cold as cold can be | It left me bare and windblown as a Maple tree | I see the look on your face and I recognize that place | I know you feel about the same as me * But I’m picking up a shovel in the morning | Hand my old overalls to me * I’m putting seeds in the ground and the world keeps spinnin’ round | There’s sunshine coming, just look up and see * I know the wind’ll blow but that January snow | Is gonna bring up something good behind | It’s holding in the heat deep down below our feet | And now it’s just a matter of time * Spring is coming on and the days are getting long | The wintertime will be a memory soon | That snow is gonna melt and the water that it held | Is gonna bring up something new * 
TITLE:Dream * Walk on down the street, follow your own feet | Listen to your heartbeat and forget the things you know | Breathe on in the air, the evening is your prayer | Just let yourself be there – walking down the road * This world is just a dream floating down a stream | The moment is the only thing you need | Stop fighting ‘gainst the current, the things that you’ve determined | They aren’t and they weren’t and they’re never gonna be * Think about the fact that you’re just a little speck | A fleck upon an acorn in an ocean’s raging storm | In the scheme of time and space you leave no lasting trace | The troubles that you face have no gravity or form * The simplicity of Darwin, the flowers in the garden | The molecules of carbon and the things you never see | Are just below the surface of this agitated circus | Stop searching for a purpose when the point is just to be * 
TITLE:Hallelujah (I Ain’t Dead) * Hallelujah if I make it up this morning | Hallelujah if I leave my bed | Hallelujah, Lord, if you hear me call | Hallelujah I ain’t dead * Hallelujah If I feel the sun shine | Hallelujah if it warms my skin | Hallelujah If I’m feeling half fine | It’s a miracle the shape I’m in * Hallelujah for a cup of coffee | Hallelujah if I write 2 lines | Hallelujah if I ain’t too off-key | Hallelujah if them 2 lines rhyme * Hallelujah for my toes and fingers | Hallelujah for my big ‘ol feet | Hallelujah for a time, a rhythm and a roll | Lord, help a white man keep the beat * Hallelujah, Lord, I’m in my forties | Hallelujah, Lord, I’m middle age | Hallelujah if I found my car keys | And made it up here on this stage * Hallelujah for one more evening | Hallelujah for another night | Hallelujah if my heart’s still beating | In the morning, Lord, praise the light * Hallelujah if I make it up this morning | Hallelujah if I leave my bed | Hallelujah, Lord, if you hear me call | Hallelujah I ain’t dead * 
TITLE:Morning * Every morning ‘fore the birds are calling | And the first light is falling on the lines of her face | I embrace her and try not to wake her | As I thank the maker for good fortune and fate * In that stillness it feels just like Christmas | How’d I get to witness all the beauty and grace | Of a morning ‘fore the birds are calling | And the first light is falling on the lines of her face * How’d it happen that this life could happen | I ought to be saddened by the world in its state | But the vision of her there ‘fore she’s risen | Takes the bars from my prison and opens the gate * And I wonder ‘fore I fall back a’ slumber | How I managed to wander into such a sweet place | As a morning ‘fore the birds are calling | And the first light is falling on the lines of her face * 
TITLE:Off They Go * Late night Lizard Lounge, miles of music in the round | Hold your ground in harmony, sing your songs and set them free * Bye bye, off they go, up above and down below | Listen to the rhythms run, where do songs go once they’re sung? * Open skies of melody, memory, endlessly | Everybody sings the blues once the bloom of youth is through * Bye bye off they go, up above and down below | Listen to the rhythms run, where go blooms once winter comes? * Off into the great divide | Out upon some ocean wide * Tie a note upon a string, hoping for one wondrous thing | A song, a sign from off beyond, a hook to hang our lives upon * Bye bye off we go, up above and down below | Listen to the rhythms run, where go lives once living’s done? * Bye bye, off they go, up above and down below | Listen to the rhythms run, where do songs go once they’re sung? * 
TITLE:Something’s Changed * I know every line, every bend, every curve | Every circle completed, each stone overturned | The old sloping hill, the fall and the lift | The arc of the oak, the slant and the twist * But wasn’t the sky just a little more blue? | And what was that scent on the wind blowing through? | And didn’t we know more or thought that we knew? | Something’s changed * I’ve been through the seasons, the warmth and the rain | The pulse of the evening, the storm and the strain | The claws of desire, the cloak and the mask | You pause for a moment, your future’s the past * But weren’t the curtains a little more open? | And whose were the hands that were pulling the rope in? | And what was that thing that we all kept on hoping? | Something’s changed * Oh the colors may fade | But in every lighter shade | There’s something’s revealed | As the layers are peeled back | Disguise is disposed | The heart more exposed * I’ve studied the grid lines, the charts and the maps | Mercurial motions, the grooves in the tracks | The height of each mountain, the depth of each sea | No matter the measure, the gauge points to me * Cuz all of the years and the struggling stretches | Have sharpened the senses and softened the edges * And after all this time, the only truth left is | Something’s changed * And maybe the sky was a little more blue then | The road takes you places uncharted and new | When you look in the mirror you find the one thing that’s true | Something’s changed * 
TITLE:Let’s Make a Family * I hear a tick, I hear a tock | Must be your biological clock | You’re ready, Oh, you’re ready | You got the itch I wanna scratch | I can’t resist that’s a natural fact | I’m ready, I think I’m ready | We’ve had plenty of practice, so how hard can it be? | Baby, let’s make a family * Some say we’re in need of a reality check | But is there ever a good time so what the heck | If you’re ready, Oh you’re ready | Though the money we got ain’t going far | You can’t make a lot with an acoustic guitar | But I’m ready, I hope I’m ready | ‘Cause even fools are born with all the tools they need | Oh baby, let’s make a family * I felt a kick I can’t wait | I know that’s easy for me to say | You’re ready, you’re ready | Eight months down, one to go | We’re gonna add another ring to this big top show | And I’m ready, I better be ready | So honey cross your fingers and hope it don’t look like me | Oh baby, let’s make a family * Baby, you know I’ve been thinkin’ | We can start one out on the drums the other on the bass | We’d just need a couple more sets of twins | And before too long I’d have me a band for free | Oh baby, let’s make a fam | Oh baby, let’s make a fam | Let’s make a family * 
TITLE:Big Thoughts * I remember when my grandmother died | I guess I’s about 4 or 5 | Wondering, “where did she go?” | And “Will I find her somewhere down the road” * Kids think big thoughts | Bigger than we ever could know | How did we get to this place? | Where in the world will I go? * Libby Cotton was just about eleven | Heard that whistle blow, wondered “where’s it headin’?” | “Those tracks are gonna take me awful far” | She wrote Freight Train on her brother’s old guitar * Kids think big thoughts | Thoughts so big, they’re pulling at the seams | Big as freight trains running down the track | Piled high with the biggest kinds of dreams * There’s a little kid lying in his bed | With a million thoughts running through his head | Where will I find my next friend? | Where does the universe end? * Kids think big thoughts | Big as the universe is wide | Where did we come from and when? | What are we made of and why? * Kids think big thoughts | Bigger than we ever could know | How did we get to this place? | Where in the world will I go? * 
TITLE:Graveyard * Down in the old graveyard | I guess that’s where I’ll be | Someday, I don’t know when | But it’s gonna catch up with me | You can save your money, save your soul | Eventually you got to pay the toll | Down in the old graveyard | I guess that’s where I’ll be * Down in the old graveyard | I guess that’s where I’ll go | Save my spot, pick my plot | And write on my headstone | “Husband, father, rest in peace | Let this bastard get some sleep” | Down in the old graveyard | I guess that’s where I’ll go * Even Shakespeare had to shake this mortal coil | Not even Prince could play his way out of the soil * Down in the old graveyard | Down about 6 feet deep | Dress me in my Sunday best | And lay me down to sleep | Goodnight Gracie, goodnight moon | Goodnight Irene, Lord, make some room | Down in the old graveyard | Down about 6 feet deep * own in the old graveyard | I guess that’s where I’ll be | Someday, I don’t know when | But it’s gonna catch up with me | So ring the bell, grab your coat | Blow your horn, that’s all she wrote | Down in the old graveyard | I guess that’s where I’ll be * 
TITLE:Make it Great * Love it or leave it, it’s us against them | We’re gonna make it great once again | This once was the land of the free and the brave | We all had it good here (except for the slaves) * When we came here, this country was pure and pristine | The skies were all blue and the trees were all green | We fought for the rights of the nation we’d build | And all here rejoiced (‘cept the natives we killed) * Then we built cities and roads and great ports | Protected by brave men aloft in great forts | And then came the railroads that stretched to the seas | We all had it good (unless you were Chinese) * Then Abraham Lincoln, the guy with the beard | Said “no more” to slavery so that disappeared | And that was the end of race problems, we know | Black people were equal (except for Jim Crow) * The late 1800s were elegant, grand | Victorian houses and trust in the land | The right to your income and vote you possessed | For all of us here (barring those who had breasts) * Then Depression and war kinda soured some years | But we all pulled together and got back in gear | Freedom secured in the home of the champs | (Offer not valid in internment camps) * The fifties, that’s when things really improved | The GI Bill and your mortgage approved | Employment was high and the future was bright | For everyone, all of us (if you were white) * And that’s what we mean by “Be great again” | Let’s get ourselves back to where we were then | When freedom, prosperity, peace all prevailed | (For the Caucasian, Christian, straight, middle-class male) * Love it or leave it, it’s us against them | We’re gonna make it great once again | This once was the home of the brave and the free | The world’s greatest nation (if you looked like me) * 
TITLE:Dear Dr. King * Dear Dr. King, we’re still working | To live your words down here on earth | That dream of yours a distant shore | We struggle forward, we pull the oar * ‘Tween black and white, we’ve made some strides | ‘Tween rich and poor, the gap’s more wide | The current’s strong, we’re struggling | To move along, Dear Dr. King * Dear Mrs. Parks, Dear Malcolm too | How far’ve we come? We ask of you | A president through what you’ve done | But voting rights now on the run * The drum still beats, the flag still waves | But where’s the peace? The living wage? | The city streets, the vacant lots | The empty hands, how far’ve we got? * Dear Dr. King, your dream still lives | In the wide eyes of all our kids | We ask of them to carry on | Past where we’ve been and far beyond * The march is slow, the arc is long | But it bends towards that ancient song | Words echoing, words still to sing | We’re free at last, Dear Dr. King * 
TITLE:Almost There * We’re almost there, sign’s on the post | Not sure where but we’re getting close | It’s been a bumpy ride but we’re alright | And we’re almost there * We’re almost there, the last patch was rough | But the roads looking clear coming up | It’s been a bumpy ride but we’re alright | And we’re almost there * Look at these kids asleep in the back | Been through a lot but they’re back on track | It’s been a bumpy ride but they’re alright | And we’re almost there * We’re almost there, we’ll be there soon | Look at the stars, that big old moon | It’s been a bumpy ride but the sky is wide | And we’re almost there * You’re looking good, got a healthy glow | I know it’s been a hard row to hoe | It’s been a bumpy ride but I’m by your side | And we’re almost there * We’re almost there, sign’s on the post | Not sure where but we’re getting close | It’s been a bumpy ride but we’re alright | And we’re almost there * 
TITLE:It Takes All Kinds * I know a boy who feels his best | In a big pink hat and a blue sundress | Pouring tea for his good friend, Jess | Laughing a lot, making a mess * I know a girl who climbs tall trees | Falls a lot and scrapes her knees | Runs as fast as the fastest breeze | Loves worms but she’s scared of bees * It’s me, It’s you, It’s us, It’s true | It’s life, it’s fine, it takes all kinds * I know a cat who loves to ski | Stares for hours at a blank tv | Cares for pears and a nice Chablis | Lifts her leg when she has to pee * I know a dog who oinks like a pig | Wears thick glasses and a curly wig | Won’t sit or beg or fetch a twig | Say “come,” he’ll stay, say “zag,” he’ll zig * I know a plant who wears tap shoes | Can’t find her feet but I swear she moves | The other plants all disapprove | They say dancing is plant taboo * But you’ve gotta be who you’ve gotta be | A dancing plant or a cat who skis | A boy in a dress, a girl in a tree | You be you, I’ll be me * We live, we love, we laugh, we cry | We sleep, we shout, we wonder why | We hurry, worry, sit and sigh | We never notice life go by * We come in every shape and size | We live all different kinds of lives | We’re seldom wise to criticize | Cuz every life’s a kind of prize * 
TITLE:People * People, people, people you meet | Look at all the people walking down the street | Some are grumpy, some are sweet | Some like bananas, others like beets | People people everywhere | Tall people, bald people, people with hair | People who ride in a big wheelchair | So many different people, it’s hard not to stare * Cuz some are big, some are tiny | Some are dirty and some are shiny | Some people think they’re better than most | Some like to eat peanut butter and toast | Some have a bird they like to feed | Some like to help other people in need | And some like to make up songs about * People, people, people you meet | Look at all the people walking down the street | Everybody’s different and that’s pretty neat | We’re all just people walking | People talking | People walking down the street * Some people walk in a very straight line | Some people swerve and take their time | Some people dance to the beat of a drum | Some sing the lyrics, others just hum | Some walk goofy, some walk proud | Some walk softly, some walk loud | And some like to sing out songs about * People, people, people you meet | Look at all the people walking down the street | Everybody’s different and that’s pretty neat | We’re all just people walking | People talking | People walking down the street * 
TITLE:You Might Be a Girl * Are you messy? Are you clean? | Are you somewhere in between? | Are there grass stains on your pants or on your skirt? | Do you pour tea for your dolls? Do you prefer to throw a ball? | Are there spaceships on your very favorite shirt? | Are you really good at math? Do you hate to take a bath? | Is your favorite thing to dance around and twirl? | If some of this is true | It’s possible that you might be a girl * Do you like horses or fast trains | furry kittens, air-o-planes? | Do you want to be a doctor or a nurse? | Do you really love to sing? | Is your very favorite thing | A pinecone that you keep inside your purse? | Are you tougher than a nail? | Is there beach sand in your pail? | Do you like your hair cut short or kept in curls? | If your clothes are pink or blue | It’s possible that you might be a girl * Let’s say it loud | Let’s say it clear | There’s nothing wrong with liking what you like | Or what you have to say | Somebody mean | Might call you weird | But people only say those things because they are afraid of… * Young women who are brave | Who like soccer and ballet | Who like to have their say and to be heard | Of girls who think its cool | To like books and costume jewels | Who’ll be athletes, mothers and computer nerds | Who can play any instrument | Or be the president | Who’ll show us how to make a better world | No matter what you want to do | It’s possible for you when you’re a girl * 
TITLE:The Bright Side of Me * My parents don’t like how I eat | Cuz there’s food all over my face | And the floor and the cat, but I’m working on that | I’m improving at a gradual pace * And my parents don’t like how I talk | Cuz I tend to say things quite loud | I may yell and shout but, hey, what about | Those things I do you should be proud of * I haven’t jumped off of the roof yet | I haven’t drawn on the walls now in days | My lack of tattoos should come as good news | But it never seems to get any praise * The fires I’ve caused have been small ones | And most of them quickly extinguished | And though you may not care for the mud in my hair | I think it makes me look distinguished * Oh, why can’t you look at the good stuff | There are so many good things I do | If you would look on the bright side of me | I’d look on the bright side of you * Sure, my face is a mess when I’m eating | But my napkin is always quite clean | And why not use my pants to wipe my hands? | They’re going in the washing machine * There are many things that I haven’t broken | Including this part of my arm | That box of eggs, my sister’s legs | And the cat’s come to no major harm (yet) * There are two sides to every coin and story | There’s a right side and a left side of the street | The bright side of the moon is the side that we all see | Why not look on the bright side of me? * I’ve never attacked a foreign country | Or caused the spread of a major disease | In fact, if you remember, one time last December | I covered my mouth when I sneezed * I know that I haven’t been perfect | But let’s just agree to agree | That I will look on the bright side of you | And you’ll look on the bright side of me * Oh, let’s all look at the good stuff | There are so many good things we do | If you would look on the bright side of me | I’d look on the bright side of you * 
TITLE:Every Day’s a Holiday * In July I start to make my list for Christmas | And of course I make my plans for New Year’s Day | October’s when I dye my eggs for Easter | My whole year is a great big holiday * August means it’s time to find my dreidel | It takes practice if you’re gonna get that gelt | And I go outside to make myself a snowman | But the snowballs I’ve been saving always melt * Every day’s a holiday, at least it could be | Every day’s a holiday, I wish it would be | Every day’s a holiday, I think it should be | Every day’s a holiday for me * In December, May Day’s just around the corner | And Flag Day’s gonna be here awfully soon | Flag Day means it’s time to pick my costume | Cuz Halloween, for me, begins in June * A holiday for me – oowee! | A holiday for you – woohoo! | When the party’s over don’t be so blue | There’s always one around the bend | You can look forward to * Some grownups live like every day’s a burden | They look forward to when holidays are done | I think that they could learn something from children | Who know that holidays make life more fun * 
TITLE:My Life Is a Lot Like Yours * My dads are loving, my dads are kind | My dads get on my nerves sometimes | My life is a lot like yours | My dads are good huggers, they kiss me good night | They read me a story, then they turn out the light | My life is a lot like yours * My life is a lot like yours | I laugh and cry and sometimes slam the door | But I can feel the love surrounding me | I’m part of a loving family * My moms are loving, my moms are kind | My moms get on my nerves sometimes | My life is a lot like yours | My moms are good huggers, they kiss me good night | They read me a story, then they turn out the light | My life is a lot like yours * My life is a lot like yours | I laugh and cry and sometimes slam the door | But I can feel the love surrounding me | I’m part of a loving family * My mom and dad are loving, my mom and dad are kind | My mom and dad get on my nerves sometimes | My life is a lot like yours | My parents are good huggers, they kiss me good night | They read me a story, then they turn out the light | My life is a lot like yours * My life is a lot like yours | I laugh and cry and sometimes slam the door | But I can feel the love surrounding me | I’m part of a loving family * 
TITLE:Kenya Imagine? * People in China and South Sudan | Ecuador, East Timor, Pakistan | South of the Equator and up above | Everybody needs to feel some love * Vietnam, Swaziland, Greece, Bahrain | Everybody, everywhere feels the same | Russia, Ukraine, and the U.S.A. | Everybody needs some love today * Take a little look around this great big globe | People aren’t so different anywhere you go | Everywhere you travel ’round this place we live | There’s love to take and love to give * Kenya, maybe, yes you can | Imagine somebody in a foreign land | Look in their eyes and you’ll see with your own | That nobody nowhere wants to be alone * Iran, Iraq, I know for a fact | There’s love in everybody: white, brown or black | Whether Uruguay or you’re a girl | People need love all around the world * Take a little look up at the evening stars | It’s helpful to remember just how small we are | What on earth are we here to do | If not to feel some love and to spread some too? * Everywhere the story is about the same | Whatever you call it, the name of the game | Is love, love, love, love | Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love | Everybody, everybody needs to love | Everybody wants to feels some love * So Bangladesh, bang the drum | Feel the love wherever you’re from | Congo, let’s go, come on Qatar | Spread some love wherever you are * Kuwait, don’t wait | Hey Fiji, feel me * Georgia, on my mind | Come on India water’s fine * Jah love Jamaica | Oman, c’mon Malaysia * U.S. and Russia | There’s Norway this love won’t touch ya * Arriba, Arriba, Aruba | Make a Congo line in Cuba * Feel the love, love, love, love, love, love, love | Everybody, Everybody wants to love * 
TITLE:Everything’s Upside-Down But Me * There’s something different about today | Everything’s upside-down but me | If I didn’t know better, I’d have to say | Everything’s upside-down but me * I’m lying here in this easy chair | Everything’s upside-down but me | Wondering how the floor got way down thereEverything’s upside-down but me | Wondering how this chair came to cling | Everything’s upside-down but me | Upside down from the ceiling * Oh everything I can see | Is defying the laws of gravity | How’m I gonna get around | When the world’s turned upside down? * Well I obviously can’t take a bath | Everything’s upside-down but me | I shouldn’t have to say why, please don’t ask | Everything’s upside-down but me * And it’s gonna get messy when we eat | Everything’s upside-down but me | I’ve never held a fork between my feet | Everything’s upside-down but me * And when you say clean-up that mess | Everything’s upside-down but me | I’ll have to clean it down I guess * Oh everything I can see | Is defying the laws of gravity | Can I be the only one | looking down to see the sun? * When I jump down and cross the floor | Everything’s upside-down but me | I better watch out when I reach the door | Everything’s upside-down but me * ‘Cuz the drop outside there’s pretty steep | Everything’s upside-down but me | ‘Fact you’ve never seen a drop that deep | Everything’s upside-down but me * If you step out there you’d disappear | Everything’s upside-down but me | Hmm… On second thought, I’ll stay right here * Oh everything I can see | Is defying the laws of gravity | Sure is a mystery | Everything’s upside-down but me * 
TITLE:You and Me * When I was a kid my parents gave to me | An album called Free to Be… | You and Me | A long title, no doubt | But it was worthy | The album was all about | Boys and girls and me and you | It said we could do what we wanted to | A girl could be a doctor or drive a fire truck | A girl could be bold | And if a boy needed to cry, he could | More than that, he should | Just let it flow | Said Rosie Grier with his guitar | A football star | You believed it when he told you so * I loved that album * It was funny and true | Full of stories and skits | Songs that spoke to me | Maybe your parents too * It reminded me of another song I knew | That said this land was made for you | And me | A song about our country | It was written by Woody Guthrie * Woody believed this country is ours | Its mountains and its prairie flowers | But with its beauty, he believed | Comes responsibility | To fix what we know is wrong | To stand up for what we know is right | To fight | Poverty and bigotry | And make this country better | Every day * You see, I believe that too | With all my soul | There’s so much you and I can do | To make this world a better place | To open up the gates | And let our love shine through * Woody, Pete Seeger, Dr. King | They showed us all a path | And every generation brings | New energy, new songs to sing | To walk the trail and guide em | Gloria Steinem, Harvey Milk, | Cesar Chavez | This country was built | By leaders, dreamers, | Foolish believers | People who saw a better day ahead * We learn from them and pass it on | And maybe go a bit beyond | For, as we climb the ladder | The truth becomes more plain each day | What matters | Is not the color of your skin | Or the body you were born in | It’s not what you look like or your religion | Or whether you’re a man or woman | It’s not who you may love | That’s up to you | Because | This land was made for you | And me | And each of us is free to be | Ourselves * 
TITLE:I Am the Light * C is for cancer, that’s growing in me. | A is for able, that’s what I will be — | Able to bend like a tree in the wind; | My branches are strong even though they are thin. | N is for nothing can make me afraid | For I am the kid who leads the parade. | I march down the street and I wave as I go | And people wave back and they smile. Even though | My hair may be gone they can see me for me | For I am the light and the light is in me. | Then C once again, this time is for comfort | The people who love me will give me when I hurt, | Which I will now and then and I know they will too | But we’ll huddle together and the storm will pass through. | And then E, we’ll emerge, and we’ll smile and dry | Ourselves in the sun that’s now bright in the sky. | And R, I will rest and get ready again | For the struggle that’s waiting around the next bend. * It’s a long journey this cancer, an unwanted trip | That I didn’t sign up for and I’d rather have skipped. | But I’m on it now, traveling, and making the best | Of each mile that passes, each step that I step. | And I’m showing the world that I’m strong as that tree | With the wind blowing through it — the wind bends for me. | For I am the kid who shines ever bright | The light is in me and I am the light. * 
TITLE:When I Get Bald * When I get bald, there I’ll be | Out in the world, flying free | Walking around with my head held high | When I get bald, I won’t be shy | Might use my hair to make a nest | For all the birds to take a rest | The birds’ll sing, they’ll squawk and squall | Yes I’ll be loved when I get bald * When I get bald gonna have a ball | Gonna wear big boots, wear overalls | Gonna draw a face on the back of my head | Gonna call that face Back Head Fred | And me and Fred gonna look so sweet | Gonna look both ways when we cross the street | Me and Fred gonna stand real tall | Gonna look real cool when I get bald * When I get bald gonna laugh with dad | Gonna reminisce ‘bout the hair we had | Course I’ll laugh more ‘cuz it’s understood | Mine will be back, his is gone for good | When I get bald I’ll prove I can | Show the world just who I am | Let em look, let em stare | At one brave kid who’s got no hair * 
TITLE:I’m a Little Monkey * Ooh ooh, aah aah, eee eee I feel fine | I’m a little monkey, swinging on a monkey vine * Swinging from the branches of every jungle tree | Swinging and jumping underneath the canopy | Swing so low, swing so high | Swinging right up to the sky * Eating nanas from the nana tree | All them nanas grew there just for me | Swing so high, swing so low | Don’t stop now, go go go! * Little monkeys never put on a tie | Little monkeys they don’t work nine to five | A monkey’s job is to swing all day | It’s monkey business to play that way * Ooh ooh, aah aah, eee eee I feel fine | I feel fine * 
TITLE:Take a Little Walk with Me * Come with me where the air is clean | Take a little walk with me | Hold my hand, feel the breeze | Take a little walk with me * Let’s go down to the ocean’s shore | Take a little walk with me | The sun our roof, the sand our floor | Take a little walk with me * Come with me where the air is clean | Take a little walk with me | Let’s go down to the ocean’s shore | Take a little walk with me * Come with me to the slides and swings | Take a little walk with me | Stretch our legs and spread our wings | Take a little walk with me * Let’s go down to a sunny zoo | Take a little walk with me | The monkeys there all look like you | Take a little walk with me * Come with me where the sky is blue | Take a little walk with me | The sun up there shines bright like you | Take a little walk with me * Come with me, take my hand | Take a little walk with me | Let’s walk right across this land | Take a little walk with me * Hills and mountains, ponds and streams | Take a little walk with me | We’ll tell the wind our hopes and dreams | Take a little walk with me * Come with me where the air is clean | Take a little walk with me | Hold my hand, feel the breeze | Take a little walk with me | Hold my hand, feel the breeze | Take a little walk with me * 
TITLE:Have You Ever Been Jealous? * Have you ever been jealous of a sister or a brother | For getting more attention from your father or your mother? | Have you ever been jealous of your brother or sister | Cuz of something they got and it ain’t fair, mister? | Have you ever been jealous? The feeling’s so real | Have you ever been jealous? I know how you feel * Have you ever wanted something that you just couldn’t have? | Did you want it so much that it made you feel bad? | Have you ever wanted something that you just couldn’t get? | Did it make you upset? It’s a pretty good bet | That the feeling you had was that life is unfair | Let me tell you something, brother, I’ve been there * Have you ever been jealous? (Have you ever been jealous?) | Have you ever been jealous? (Have you ever been jealous?) | Have you ever been jealous? (Have you ever been jealous?) | Have you ever been jealous? I know how you feel * Have you ever had a sister or a brother who’s ill? | Have you ever wished that you could be the one with the pills? | Have you ever had a brother or a sister who’s sick? | Did you wish you could switch so you’d get more gifts? | Have you ever kinda wished you could be someone else? | I know how you feel, I’ve been there myself * Envious, covetous, and dissatisfied | Moping around with the big green eyes | Resentful, unhappy, bitter and mean | Feeling so angry that you want to scream | Dragging around a great big gripe | Listen up sister, I know what that’s like * 
TITLE:B-R-A-V-E | B-R-A-V-E, I’m brave | I’m brave, I’m brave | I will not be afraid | I’ll let the nurses put me on a scale | And then I’m weighed * I’m weighed, I’m weighed | I’ll also give my height | And if you ask me nice | To take my blood pressure, I might * I might, I might | I might just be all right | If I can B-R-A-V-E | I think I’ll be all right * It’s fine, OK | I’ll let you take my temp | If you would ask to stick it in my ear | Then I’ll ascent * Or underneath my arm | Or even ‘neath my tongue | But let’s just leave it there | Before this whole thing comes undone * Undone, Undone | This song’s been almost sung | But now we’re getting to the point | Where things get way less fun * A needle’s meant for sewing | A needle’s meant for thread | But when you say | That needle’s meant for me, I lose my head * I’m gonna have to yell | I’m gonna have to scream | And the volume of this scream | I’m warning you will be obscene * What’s that? You’re done? | You got just what you need? | But I didn’t get to scream | I barely got to beg or plead * You know? Guess what? | I think that I’m ok | I’m walking out of here | With just a tiny round band-aid * I guess I’m brave | That is what it must be | We’re done, I’m fine, I did my time | I’m B-R-A-V-E * 
TITLE:Take Care of Your Grownups * Children, take care of your grownups | They’re not quite as sure as they seem | They’re quickly confused and easily bruised | And come right apart at the seams | Children, take care of your grownups | Who’ve been there since your life began | They stumble and plod and their techniques are flawed | But they’re doing the best that they can | Hey now we’re doing our best, we’re doing the best that we can * Children, take care of your grownups | These weird looking people you know | They’re slow on the uptake and make lots of mistakes | But sometimes their brighter lights glow | Children, take care of your grownups | Even when you know that they’re wrong | They stress and they guess and they’re not that well dressed | But they’re trying so hard to be strong | Hey now, we’re trying so hard, we’re trying so hard to be strong * It’s a big, big world | And we are so small | Sometimes even grownups feel | Like they’re not so tall * So children, take care of your grownups | Sometimes they’re still just like kids | Little girls and boys grasping for poise | Just like their own parents did | Children, take care of your grownups | These disheveled women and men | Hold them and keep them, love them and teach them | They need you just like you need them | Hey now, we need you, we need you just like you need us * 
TITLE:Home When I Hold You * You’re home when I hold you honey | Home when I hold you dear | Home in your daddy’s arms tonight | Home when I hold you near * You’re safe in your mommy’s arms | Safe when she holds you tight | Safe when your mommy holds you close | Safe all through the night * You’re loved my sweet, so loved | Loved as you can be | There’s more love for you darling | Then water in the sea * You’re home when I hold you honey | Home when I hold you dear | Home in our loving arms tonight | Home when we hold you near * 
TITLE:These Are My Friends * Hello, come meet Loretta, she was once a Barbie Doll | But she got tired of the lifestyle, moved to East Nepal | And here’s my little paper clip, I call him Lazy Jim | He’s just headed off to bed now, would you like to tuck him in? * I’ve got a puffy plush toy penguin with a purple pompadour | I call him Pesky Panda, don’t ask why, I’m not sure | And now look, here comes Lucy, who I doubt that you can see | That’s because she’s invisible to everyone but me * These are my friends, these are my friends | On whom I always can depend | They may look like odds and ends to you | But these are my friends * I’ve got a special paper airplane that runs on hopes and dreams | I filled it up with staples and a shot of shaving cream | A rubber ball named David who lives under my bed | I never throw or bounce him cuz it hurts his little head * If you look under my dresser, you’ll be in for a surprise | That’s right, it’s my collection of one hundred stale french fries | Each one has got his own name and they’re such great little guys | They sleep with me when I’m lonely — and so do all these flies * I guess you’re probably wondering, are these all the friends I’ve got | No, I’ve got plenty more — some are people, some are not | I don’t think that it matters if they’re real or they’re pretend | If they’re someone I can count on then they’re what I’d call a friend * 
TITLE:Feets Up * It’s time to kick your feets up, your feets up, your feets up | Time to kick your feets up, gonna get ready today | It’s time to raise your arms up, your arms up, your arms up | Time to raise your arms up, gonna get ready today | Got to get your arms up, your feets up, now keep up | Keep your arms and feets up, gonna get ready today | Everybody kick your feets up, your feets up, your feets up | Everybody kick your feets up, gonna get ready today * It’s time to wake your head up, your head up, your head up | Time to wake your head up, gonna get ready today | It’s time to make your mind up your mind up, your mind up | Time to make your mind up, gonna get ready today | We’re gonna make our minds up to wake up, shake up | Shake up the day that shapes up, gonna get ready today | Everybody wake your head up, your head up, your head up | Everybody wake your head up up, gonna get ready today * It’s time to pick your chin up, your chin up, your chin up | Time to pick your chin up, gonna get ready today | It’s time to put your face on, your face on, your face on | Time to put your face on, gonna get ready today | We’re gonna smell the bacon, we’re wakin’, takin’ | Takin’ the day we’re facin’, gonna get ready today | Everybody pick your chin up, your chin up, your chin up | Everybody pick your chin up, gonna get ready today * This life was made for livin’ | So live the life you’re given * Ain’t no time for wastin’, wastin’, wastin’ | Ain’t no time for wastin’, gonna get ready today | Feets was made for racin’, racin’, racin’ | Feets was made for racin’, gonna get ready today | On your mark, get set now, ain’t no time to rest now | Shoulder to the plow now, gonna get ready today | So everybody kick your feets up, your feets up, your feets up | Everybody kick your feets up, gonna get ready today * 
TITLE:Didn’t Know What I Was Missing * I thought that I’d tasted tomatoes | I’d picked one straight off the shelf | But I didn’t know what I was missing | ‘Til I’d tasted one I’d grown myself * I thought that I’d eaten a green bean | How good could a green bean be? | But the greenest bean that you’ve ever seen | Was the one that was grown by me * I didn’t know what I was missing | I didn’t know what I could do | ‘Til I got my very own garden | That I put some seeds into * Carrots that come in a carton | Berries that come in a box | Eat em after some stuff from your garden | And they taste like your old grey socks * Cabbage that comes in a can | Garlic that comes in a jar | If the label didn’t tell me their names | I wouldn’t be sure what they are * The juiciest grapes in the world | The crunchiest cukes in the land | They were right there under the soil | Just waiting for a helping hand * Some water I sprayed in the evening | Some sun that just shone in the day | Some dirt on my pants from kneeling | And now I can honestly say (that) * 
TITLE:CBAs * Me with sing you won’t time next | C B As my know I now | Z and Y X U-Double V | U T S R Q P O | N M L K J I H | G F E D C B A * 
TITLE:Born to Dance * You ought to see my little girl when she spins and she twirls | Leapin’ and a-jumpin’ like she’s covered in squirrels | Shouting out, “Hey Daddy, look at me I’m a top | I can’t stop, I can’t stop, watch me Pop, watch me Pop” | Oh yes she rocks in her socks and she rolls | Lord knows once she starts she just goes and she goes | She’s got the beats in her feets and the ants in her pants | She’s the girl who was born to dance * I got a little boy who’s bonkers, and he loves to dance too | He does it with one foot bare and one in a shoe | He’s tilted to the ground like he’s gonna fall down | But he don’t, then he does, then he jumps up and bows | He shakes his head and he’s flapping his arms | Looking like a turkey running loose on the farm | He fell under the spell, he’s deep in the trance | He’s the boy who was born to dance * You ought to see that little girl when she bucks and she grooves | He shucks and he jives, man the kid loves to move | She spins around in circles like a tiny cyclone | When they spin around each other you can feel the wind blow | You got to be young to shake it that loose | You think we used to move like that in our youth? | There’s a chance, I don’t know, I don’t think we had that flow | They’re the kids who were born to dance * They got the beats in their feets and the ants in their pants | They’re the kids who were born to dance | They fell under the spell and they’re deep in the trance | They’re the kids who were born to dance * 
TITLE:Three Like Me * I used daddy’s wallet to make a little boat | But it’s sinking in the toilet, so I guess it doesn’t float | I throw mommy’s earrings in to save the little men | Now suddenly there’s shouting in my house again * How come people always yell at me? | I’m just being who I’m s’posed to be | New ideas come so easily | When you’re full of life and three like me * The car keys are up there upon the shelf | And I can reach that high now by myself | These buttons on the keys look pretty neat | Say, what’s that loud sound coming from the street? * Mommy said it’s time to cut my hair | But I hate to sit there in that barber’s chair | I cut my own and saved her fifteen bucks | So how come mommy’s making such a fuss? * Two year olds are still just little guys | And four year olds have learned to compromise | But when you’re three, you’re wise as wise can be | So how come people always yell at me? * 
TITLE:RePete * When you meet two Petes walking down the street | With their hands in their pockets and their shoes on their feet * RePete (RePete)  | When you meet two Petes you must RePete * There’s a Pete on the corner and a Pete on the street | When they meet in the middle you must RePete * When you meet two Petes that’s pretty sweet | ‘Cause one Pete’s neat but two Pete’s a treat * When you meet two Petes you cannot retreat | You gotta tell the world, you gotta send a tweet * RePete (RePete)  | My favorite actress is Amanda Peet * RePete (RePete)  | I believe her father was named Pete Peet * 
TITLE:Scary Song * When you turn off your lights and you lie in your bed | And you start getting goosebumps and a feeling of dread | You look to the left, you look to the right | You pull up your covers to hide from the night | You creep to the edge and you peek underneath | And, oh my Lord, what could that be? | It’s a slipper! It’s a slipper! * 
TITLE:From Me to You * I wrote you a letter ‘cuz you weren’t here today | And I missed you very much and I had some things to say | I borrowed mom’s computer and I wrote from her account | And, if you didn’t know before, well now you’ll have no doubt * ‘Cuz I wrote: | TSdv dsad kad bhjdvd 21g127 iwqueg8219 e 219e e o2e h2oe 29 | And I didn’t have no help, I wrote that by myself * I put a T before an S and the rest just kind of flowed | Those letters came like water, filling up row after row | I typed for ten straight minutes and I told you how I felt | And I think I said I love you, but I’m not sure how it’s spelt * ‘Cuz I wrote: | Sdkjfdbaskj ff as fbkjafd w d w 989d9d! cje fc8*djskD | And I hope you know that’s true ‘cuz it’s how I feel about you * Well, I hope you like this message ‘cuz that’s what I had to say | I could’ve written more, but mom took her pc away | I put my whole self in it, and the effort was complete | And I mean that literally ‘cuz I wrote parts with my feet * Yes I wrote: | Dscjahb kjla jdlifcakjj 382 3293 jhv VKhh K,B kj HSDKVBKC | And that’s from me to you! * 
TITLE:Twinkle Baa * A B C D little star | How I wonder have you any wool? | The wheels on the baby, don’t say a word | Old McDonald had a mocking bird | Row, row, row your little lamb | Polly wolly muffin man * 
TITLE:Cow Says Moo * I once met a cow who was standing in the mud | With its mouth wide open, just chewing its cud | I went up and told her it was rude to do | The cow looked up and she just said moo * A cow says moo, a cow says moo | Can anybody tell me why a cow says moo | A cow says moo, a cow says moo | Can anybody tell me why a cow says moo * A lion says roar, a mouse says eek | An owl says hmm when it’s scratching its beak | A zebra says nothing and a rabbit does too | But can anybody tell me why a cow says moo * A pig says oink, a horse says neigh | Old men say bring me some soup on a tray | This parrot I know says he plays the kazoo | But can anybody tell me why a cow says moo * A snake says hiss, your brother says no | A gerbil says ouch if you step on its toe | I never have spoken with a kangaroo | But can anybody tell me why a cow says moo * Hyenas will laugh, donkeys will bray | They love a good joke if it’s told the right way | I once met a turtle said he lived in a shoe | But can anybody tell me why a cow says moo * Grandma says sweetie, grandpa calls out the scores | Your aunt says Earl! but your uncle still snores | Your mom and your dad say we sure love you | But can anybody tell me why a cow says moo * 
TITLE:Twins Are Twice as Fun * Twins are twice as fun | Two is two times one | One times two is two | Twins are twice as cool * Two little babies will drive you twice as crazy | Make you half as lazy, leave you twice as hazy | Two little yelpers need twice as many helpers | Twins are twice as fun * When you’re a twin you can sneak up on your mother | When she’s got her back turned and she’s talking to your brother | Have your brother hold her just before you knock her over | Twins are twice as fun * When you’re a twin you can sometimes fool your teacher | If you look enough alike and you’re wearing the same t-shirt | If you enlist your peers you can do this every year | Twins are twice as fun * When you’re a twin they say you gotta share | Which means that nothing’s yours, which proves that life’s unfair | There ain’t no use to fight it, if you want something just hide it | Twins are twice as fun * I’ve got two twin daughters who look just like their father | Their luck is just as bad as their funny looking dad’s | We gang up on their mother cuz the three of us all love her | Twins are twice as fun * 
TITLE:Two Mommies * Some kids have got two mommies | They got two mommies, they got two mommies | Some kids have got two mommies | And that’s alright by me * Some kids have got two daddies… * Some kids have got a mommy and a daddy… * As long as you got someone | To hold you tight when the night is long | As long as you got someone | To make things better when they’re going wrong | Everybody is different | They got their own style and they got their own way | Everybody is different | There’s no right thing and there’s no right way * Some kids have got one mommy… * Some kids have got one daddy… * As long as you got someone | To hold you tight when the night is long | As long as you got someone | To make things better when they’re going wrong | Everybody is different | They got their own style and they got their own way | Everybody is different | I only got one more thing to say * Everybody needs somebody | They need somebody, they need somebody | Everybody needs somebody | To call their family * 
TITLE:Spaghetti in My Shoe * There’s some spaghetti in my shoe and I don’t know what to do | What’s really unfair is I don’t know how it got there | It’s sliding when I walk, slipping into my sock | It’s such a big shock that I barely can talk about it | What can I say, this doesn’t happen every day | I don’t know what to do, there’s spaghetti in my shoe * There’s some pasta in my loafer and I’m trying to think it over | As I sit here on the sofa, was it put there by a gopher? | Or my older brother Stu, that’s the kinda thing he’d do | An errant kangaroo, it coulda been you | But I doubt that that’s the case cuz you got a sweet face | Still, I don’t know what to do, there’s spaghetti in my shoe * There’s some stellini in my sneaker, spiralini in my slipper | Cannelloni in my kicker, fusillini in my flipper | Conchiglie in my cleat, which I wear upon my feet | Bucatoni in my boot, which I wear upon my foot | Gramigna in my gaiter and trenne in my tainer | I don’t know what to do, there’s spaghetti in my shoe * Well, it rubs me wrong when it’s under my toe | It annoys my arch, it bothers my sole | I tell you boys that it ain’t ideal | Spaghetti in my shoe is my Achilles’ heel * There’s some linguini in my high top, fettucini in my flip flop | A spiral in my sandal, which is more than I can handle | There’s gigli in my gillie, which is really kind of silly | Pizzoccheri in my pump, which makes it hard to jump | This wiggler in my wedge has got me on the edge | I don’t know what to do, there’s spaghetti in my shoe * No, I don’t know what to do, there’s spaghetti in my shoe * 
TITLE:Yballul * Go to sleep my little angel | Let the night just drift into your eyes | You’ve been running all day, looking for another adventure | Ease your weary head, lay yourself down for a while * You’ve been at it all day, ever since the sun rose this morning | Grabbing this world and pulling it hard by the tail | Chasing down your dreams, now let ’em come and chase after you | You’ll wake up tomorrow with a good, strong wind at your sail * There’s a million different thoughts running all around in your | head now | A million different things another new tomorrow could bring | Put ’em all to rest, you’ll pick ’em up again in the morning | When you open your eyes, another new day will begin * 
TITLE:Fortune Street * China doll in Chinatown | Gets knocked up and settles down | Staring out the window at what might’ve been | Downstairs on the street below | A woman’s walking by soft and slow | She’d give anything for a child of her own | Troubles meet on Fortune Street | All together all alone * A suited man in a subway car | Riding today ’cause someone stole his car | Looks around at the people he’s riding with | Homeless men and working stiffs | A teenage girl with two young kids | And he can’t remember where it was he was going | Lost and found on a train downtown | All together all alone * Pastures of plenty when we played the tunes | Pastures are empty now the fields are ruined | And every man goes home to his own house | But I hear the song of the whippoorwill | The cuckoo calls I follow still | I never could shut that door so well | Fertile land one man band | All together all alone * There’s a space between your heart and mine | A little breach along the borderline | That can’t be crossed by anyone | The private smile the secret stare | The moving lips of a silent prayer | Everyone keeps something for themselves | Bound and free you and me | All together all alone * 
TITLE:Yin Yang Blues * I love you baby no I don’t | I need you now I surely won’t | Miss you if you ever go away | I wish I’d never met you babe please stay * These times we’ve had the time I’ve lost | I’ll treasure dear man what a cost | I’ve paid since we first met please baby go | And come back right away I need you so * I tell you that misery loves company | And baby you’re the one for me | I thought I wanted happiness | I want you even more I guess * I changed the locks on my front door | ‘Cause I can’t take you any more | This afternoon I’m gonna make a second key | And ask you to come spend your life with me * It’s a cosmic joke on man | That we should love who we can’t stand | I’m stuck with you and babe you’re stuck with me | Honey there’s no place I’d rather be * I tell you that company loves misery | And you’ve got lots in store for me | I thought I wanted happiness | I want you even more I guess * 
TITLE:Swing That Axe * I got to get myself up and out of this seat | I got to chop me something to burn | The night is closing in there ain’t no time to relax | Come on baby swing that axe * Bill collector says you owe me money this week | Landlord says you’re late with the rent | Taxman says you got to pay me that tax | Come on baby swing that axe * I go out last night to try to win a few bucks | I catch a pair of kings over queens | The guy next to me turns two pair of jacks | Come on baby swing that axe * I’m just walking round looking for some kind of luck | It’s a black cat crossing again | Every time I look in a mirror it cracks | Come on baby swing that axe * My mother says you got to make some choices my son | You got to find something better to do | You’re broke because folk doesn’t pay that’s the facts | Come on baby swing that axe * My baby says you got to get some dough or we’re done | I can’t keep carrying you | You tried but you’re tired and the world’s full of hacks | Come on baby swing that axe * But I don’t care what anyone says | I know my ship is coming in soon | And they’ll be bringing me cash in great big stacks | Come on baby swing that axe * I’m gonna swing that thing to the front of the room | I’m gonna swing that thing to the back | I’m gonna swing that thing ’til I drown out the sax | Come on baby swing that axe * 
TITLE:God Saw Fit to Make Tears * Everybody is living just this side of the drain | You’re either parched in the desert or you’re drowned in the rain | You ride the rails for a while you keep your hands close to your sides | But God saw fit to make tears so go on and cry * Your mother will love you whatever you do | And that’s worth what it costs you ’cause she’s one of the few | You look around for a lifeline you turn your head up to the sky | But God saw fit to make tears so go on and cry * Pride hangs around on the corners showing its legs to the crowd | And wisdom’s hailing a taxi trying to get out of this town | Mercy’s begging for spare change as the rest of us keep walking by | But God saw fit to make tears so go on and cry * This life is a quilt of trouble but it’s all that you own | And it’s better than none when you’re cold and alone * Everybody’s a soldier everybody’s a rock | Everybody is living with whatever they got | You close the gates to wherever you’ve been you try to leave tomorrows behind | But God saw fit to make tears so go on and cry * 
TITLE:Cloudsplitter * A father farmer far out in the hills | Rich in family poor in dollar bills | Struggling with the call of heaven’s host | Fighting off the demons and the ghosts * Heard a cry from far off in the south | Turned his gaze away from his own house | Found the battle he was born to fight | Took his sons and left that very night * The current conflict raging in the west | Lawrence, Kansas next to face the test | The father and the sons come overland | Within a year there’s blood on all their hands * Every man’s affected when he kills | Death’s a mighty bitter-tasting pill | But John Brown heard the whisper in his ear | Now bring to the South what you’ve done here * Cloudsplitter open up the skies | Make this country open up its eyes | Cloudsplitter what’s it gonna take | How’s a nation fix a great mistake * October sixteenth, eighteen fifty-nine | Twenty-one men waiting for his sign | To cross the wide Potomac to a shore | Where slavery’s hold was cold as it was sure * Harpers Ferry fell without a fight | And sixty prisoners taken on the night | A fully loaded federal armory | But no slaves came to claim the weaponry * By next day’s end the army’d shot them down | They captured some including old John Brown | Dragged them to a local court in chains | Where two months later all of them was hanged * On the stand John Brown addressed the court | His right hand on the bible for support: | Remember those in bonds as bound with them | I’m bound by laws of God not laws of men * Within two years the Civil War’d begun | Many reasons John Brown being one | And though Abe Lincoln never did intend | He finished what Brown started in the end * Washington is on my dollar bill | Jefferson’s memorial on the hill | John Brown gave his life for our great sin | The textbooks almost never mention him * Racial fear still fuels this nation’s fire | The smoke is thick and always getting higher | And up in Heaven John Brown sits and cries | Come back John and open up our eyes * 
TITLE:Roll On (Song for Anne Marie) * Pocket of pennies | Mother of pearl | Keeper of secrets | Lost in the world | Hands to your hips | Feet to the floor | Heart in your throat | Head for the door * Roll on sweet Anne Marie roll on roll on | Roll on sweet Anne Marie roll on roll on * What have you done | Left him for good | Everyone’s said | For years that you should | It’s easy to talk | Harder to leave | Everything that you’ve known | Everything you believed * Plenty of fish | Left in the sea | Don’t know if I’ve got | Any bait left in me | And what do I tell | My sweet little one | How do you say | Your daddy is gone * Head on your hands | Arms on your knees | Slow summer night | Cool evening breeze | Star in the sky | Ash on the ground | One life is lost | A new life is found * 
TITLE:Own Way to Heaven * Peter Piper picked a peck of useless good intentions | A pack of broken promises a pile of busted dreams | You can’t get down the road when you’re headed all directions | You better pick a path because you’re busting at the seams * Everybody’s got to find their own way to heaven | There ain’t nobody gonna show you the way | The sun’ll keep on rising and the sun’ll keep on setting | There ain’t no tomorrow better live for today * You’re talking in your sleep and you’re sleeping when you’re walking | You’re wishful when you’re waking and you’re waiting for a sign | Open up the door can’t you hear the future knocking | It’s saying better live because you’re running out of time * The universe was born without a father or a mother | There wasn’t a beginning and there’ll never be an end | But you and I were born to die we’re headed for the gutter | Better get your shit together ‘fore you wake up and you’re dead * I’ve written many songs about the many ways I love you | I can’t say nothing new because there’s nothing new to say | The feeling just gets deeper so I’m thinking you’re a keeper | And if there’s no tomorrow then I’m glad you’re here today * 
TITLE:Fishing Tales * Hello little man can you tell me who I am | I’ve been waiting all my life to touch your little hand | The twinkle in your eyes I haven’t seen | The twinkle in your father’s eye emerging on the scene * Will you look a lot like me | If you do don’t make a scene and cry | It’s alright I got by you can do the same * Hello little boy or could you be a girl | A fumbler’s little princess an oyster’s little pearl | You push your head out I pull mine in | And look over my shoulder at the person who I’ve been * It won’t be long before we meet | I’m gonna grab your little feet it’s bittersweet | To feel the whole world turning under me * Oh don’t be too slow | I’m standing here holding in my breath | Oh don’t be too fast | You’ve got time and we’ll both need our rest * A cloud of smoke and there you’ll be | Avatar of beauty come to be | Heaven makes an angel just for me * Hello my old friend I guess I left you to the end | You and I have lived a life I’d gladly live again | And now we’re jumping blind into the rush | A little step for mankind but a great big leap for us * Ah the miracle of life | My fertile little wife | I guess it worked this time | It took a while but practicing was fun * Oh don’t be too slow | We’re standing here holding in our breath | Oh don’t be too fast | You’ve got time and we’ll all need our rest * 
TITLE:My Famous Leaving Song * Everybody wants to know where I’ll be tonight | I won’t tell them anything at all | They’ll hear a clap of thunder and see a flash of light | I’m gone, they’re staring at the wall * That’s right, I’m going | That’s right, I’m gone | And another verse is added | To my famous leaving song * Order me a taxi, won’t you put me on a train | Take me to the nearest outbound bus | Any way I go, I’ll be gone this very day | Leaving’s how I keep from gathering dust * Love is such a fleeting thing, your eyes upon the door | How’s a person ever really know? | When you’re on that platform, you’ve never been so sure | You’re leaving when you hear that whistle blow * If you see my shadow, won’t you say hello for me | We haven’t seen each other in a while | He used to follow close wherever I might be | But company has always cramped my style * When I die the lord will come to take my body home | But he won’t find me anywhere in sight | My ashes scattered to the wind, I’ll leave no tooth or bone | And vanish like a whisper in the night * 
TITLE:Standing at Five Corners * Somebody waiting in a kitchen | Somebody waiting by a phone | Ever since you left there’s something missing | Ever since you left me on my own * Clothes are out there waiting for the sunshine | Wind is out there waiting for the fall | I’ve been out there waiting all my lifetime | The more I wait, the more you never call * When you gonna turn to face the morning? | When you gonna know what you can’t see? | How long ’til you hear your senses calling | Come back to yourself, come back to me * You’ve been looking for a new beginning | And I’ve been searching for a single friend | Can’t you hear that distant church bell ringing? | Everybody settles in the end * A tiny planet spinning in a system | Tiny people stand on every shore | I don’t stake a claim to any wisdom | But maybe waiting’s not what life is for * Baby, when you look behind the curtain | Maybe I’ll have already moved on | Nothing in this life is ever certain | You have your chance and then your chance is gone * 
TITLE:Everybody’s Wondering * Everybody’s wondering how it’s gonna be | Honey, when they’re called back home | Everybody’s wondering what they’re gonna see | When they leave the life they’ve known | Will I be in heaven? Will I be in hell? | After living in this world could I really even tell? | Everybody’s wondering how it’s gonna be | Honey, when they’re called back home * Everybody’s wondering how they’re gonna go | Honey, when they’re called back home | Everybody’s wondering how the wind will blow | On the day their dice are thrown | Will I be in the shower? Will I be fast asleep? | Are the clothes that I am wearing the ones I get to keep? | Everybody’s wondering how they’re gonna go | Honey, when they’re called back home * I don’t how the system works | It sometimes haunts my mind | To think that I might leave this earth | With most of me left behind * Everybody’s wondering if they did it right | Honey, when they’re called back home | Everybody’s wondering if how they lived their life | Prepared them for the great unknown | Should I have been a Muslim? Should I have been a Sikh? | If I picked the wrong religion could I get another week? | Everybody’s wondering if they did it right | Honey, when they’re called back home * I don’t know why we spend our time | Thinking ’bout what’s coming next | When all of us are bound to find | The answer when we’re laid to rest * Everybody’s wondering how it’s gonna be | Honey, when they’re called back home * 
TITLE:Unwanted Guest * You came to me when I was on the floor | You never even knocked upon my door | You slipped by like a sin, I had to let you in | You came to me when I was on the floor * I’d never been so lonely or so cold | The moon is just the sunshine that it holds | You came and held my head, we slept in the same bed | I’d never been so lonely or so cold * No more of you, unwanted guest | It’s time for me to finally take a rest | I like to play the host but I’m done, unholy ghost | No more of you, unwanted guest * Happiness was always in the stars | You said that I would never get that far | But you’re further from me now, a dark and distant cloud | Happiness was always in the stars * Ever since you left, the air’s more clean | The world’s more bright than I thought it could be | Although I never sought the darkness that you brought | I think that in the end it helped me see * 
TITLE:Red Ribbon Waltz * I see you way over there | A red ribbon tied in your hair | I’m longing for you | Are you longing too? | Longing for me over there? * The music is sweet and smooth | And there’s some sort of tilt in this room | That’s bringing me close | To what I want the most | Closer, my darling, to you * Maybe it’s how we first meet | Or only a moment to keep | But if I take a chance | And ask you to dance | Would you dance with me? * There’s something about this floor | That makes me want to dance more | Than I thought I would | I dance pretty good | I never liked dancing before * And there’s something about these lights | That makes me think my whole life | Was just leading to | Whether I would ask you | To dance with me tonight * My dear, if I walk over there | Would you allow me to share | One moment, one space | One cheek to my face | One dance to move as a pair? * 
TITLE:Love Me True * I know you love me | And you know I love you too | But when the seas get rough | Will our love be tough enough? | Baby, will you love me true? * I’ve made my mistakes | And you’ve strayed from the good path too | Our senses of direction | Are in need of some correction | But, baby, will you love me true? * My bed is cold when you’re not around | So won’t you stay and go another round | And the only question I would ask of you | Is, baby, will you love me true? * I will do my best | Not to second guess | The promises you make me | When you say you won’t forsake me | But, baby, will you love me true? * And you can ask the same | Of me, I won’t complain | I’ll obey the Golden Rule | Just don’t make me the fool | And, baby, will you love me true? * The summer sun don’t shine and the winter moon don’t glow | And I can’t see my own face in the mirror when you go | But even without vision, I can see I’m missing you | Baby, will you love me true? * My bed is cold when you’re not around | So won’t you stay and go another round | And the only question I would ask of you | Is, baby, will you love me true? * 
TITLE:Lovely Day * The bed is warm, the house is cold | We were young, now we’re old | See the sun, it’s rising quick | The wheel is spun, the sky is lit * And it’s a fast-paced life | Death’s a breath away | And I’m so glad you could stay | On such a lovely day * Down the hall, still breathing deep | Two kids who look like you and me | Their lives are made of smoke and ice | The greatest gift and sacrifice * The morning creeps across the floor | And separates now from before | The promise of a rising sun | A lovely day has just begun * 
TITLE:Let it Go * I’ve been thinking ’bout last evening | ‘Bout the things I should’ve said | I should’ve said I’m leaving | But I said I’ll stay instead | I’ve been thinking ’bout last evening | ‘Bout the things I should’ve said | Last night’s out of my control | Man, you’ve got to let it go * I knew a kid whose brother | Used to stuff him in a sack | And to this day he blames | His luck with women on that fact | Yeah, I knew a kid whose brother | Used to stuff him in a sack | That was thirty years ago | Man, you’ve got to let it go * Moses split the ocean | Let the migrant children through | When Pharaoh’s army followed | The waters ’round them grew | Pharaoh shook his fist | Muttered to himself, Damn Jew | Moses called across the flow, | Man, you’ve got to let it go * Darwin told the people | That all living things evolve | The people said, That’s heresy, | The bible is the law | Charles said, Open up your eyes, | Where you think you got that jaw? | You’re a monkey in a coat | Good God, you’ve got to let it go * Saddam Hussein took potshots | At the presidential dad | Now the presidential son | Wants to drop bombs on Baghdad | That’d be fine if you could drop a bomb | On just a single head | But there’s kids down there, you know | Man, you should’ve let it go * Take me, Jesus, take me | Yes, and take me to the sky | This world has been my home | But it won’t be when I die | Oh, take me Jesus, take me | Won’t you take me by and by | When the body leaves the soul | That’s when you’ve got to let it go * 
TITLE:When the Moon Comes Out * Everything’s gonna look better | Than it did this afternoon | Everything’s gonna seem simpler | When I see the evening moon | It may not last forever | It may not change my life | But everything’s gonna look better | When that moon comes out tonight * The thoughts that I’ve been thinking | And the lines around my face | The reasons I’m not sleeping | Tonight will be erased | It could be just illusion | The lure of fractured light | But everything’s gonna look better | When that moon comes out tonight * Most folks think it’s easier | To see things in bright light | To me, the world’s much clearer | When that moon comes out at night * It may not solve my problems | It may be just time borrowed | The world may not have changed at all | When the sun comes up tomorrow | But I’ll take just an evening | To feel like things are right | ‘Cuz everything’s gonna look better | When that moon comes out tonight | I know the stars will all be shining | And I’ll find that second sight | ‘Cuz everything’s gonna look better | When that moon comes out tonight * 
TITLE:I Got a Friend * I got a friend who thinks he’s victimized | The world’s been out to get him from the first day of his life | He’s always on the road ‘cuz he doesn’t trust his wife | I got a friend who thinks he’s victimized * I got a friend who thinks he runs the show | No one’s ever told him nothing that he didn’t know | He’ll never ask directions anywhere we might go | I got a friend who thinks he runs the show * I got a friend who always thinks he’s ill | He plans his life around his little pills | Anywhere he goes, he’s always going down hill | I got a friend who always thinks he’s ill * And when I stop and list them end to end | I start to think it’s time to get new friends | When I stop and really think it through | The only friend I really have is you * I got a friend who thinks he isn’t bright | He reads all day and sometimes through the night | He’s always on the left cuz he never thinks he’s in the right | I got a friend who thinks he isn’t bright * I got a friend who thinks he’s going bald | He hasn’t lost a hair but he’s sure that he’s going bald | We all try to tell him he isn’t going bald | But I got a friend who thinks he’s going bald * When I stop and really think it through | The only friend I ever had is you * 
TITLE:Home is Where the Heart Is * Listen, honey, do we have to go tonight | It’s been a real long week and my back feels kind of tight | Tell ’em that I’m sorry and I’d be there if I could | Those people drive me crazy even when I’m feeling good * Hon I said we’d be there, we can go for just for an hour | It’s the least that we could do after you threw up in their shower | We’ll just go say hello and have a little bit of wine | You’ll have a chance to show ’em you can keep it down this time * Home is where the heart is, I read it in a book | And if you see Loretta won’t you tell her that I’m took * Honey, do you have to leave your shoes right by the door | When I came home tonight I almost fell down on the floor | I’d put them in the closet if your clothes was on the rack | All right, just leave them by the door, I’ll come in through the back * Baby when you use a check you’ve got to right it down | We’re bouncing them like rubber balls, they’ll run us out of town | You’re the one withdrawing like we own the ATM | All right we’ll pay the mortgage with the credit card again * When you gonna wake up and go home? | This road is so much longer on your own | How’s about you put your hand in mine | Both of us are walking down the line * Who was it who said that you can never go back home? | They haven’t met my husband, he’s a mess when he’s alone | Home is where you hang your hat, that’s what they used to say | I had a hat that said that but my wife threw it away * 
TITLE:Somewhere Elseward Blown * I had a friend named Jack, wore his life on his back | And where the road did jag, something else went in his bag | He walked right out of sight, I lost him in the night | And I wonder if he’ll ever wander back into my life * Old friends I’ve lost along the way | I wish it wasn’t so, but sometimes that’s how it goes | Sometimes the rope just slips away | And that someone that I’ve known becomes somewhere elseward blown * I had a friend named Jess who slanted to her left | Her angle to the ground didn’t match others around | One day she slanted off and I lost her in the toss | I still think about her angle, that’s a cute friend that I lost * My aunt just passed away and I ain’t too proud to say | That her death wasn’t the start of our slow drifting apart | And when her death came on, I was many miles gone | And it’s hard to fight the feeling that there’s something I did wrong * My friend Jack went away and I miss him every day | His memory’s all I got, but even memories get forgot | Life’s a big typhoon, people come and go too soon | They appear just like the moon, then they’re gone like Brigadoon * 
TITLE:The Bottom of a River * The bottom of a river sounds pretty good to me | The bottom of a river sounds pretty good to me | That’s one way to leave this life of misery * The bottom of a river sounds pretty good to me | The deeper in the water, the less there is to see | And seeing you leaving just kills me more painfully * At the bottom of a river there’s nothing much to hear | The voices saying that you’re leaving wouldn’t come through so clear | There’d be nothing but bubbles and waves ringing in my ears * The bottom of a river is bound to be more soft | Than the bed that we’ve been sharing for the love life that we lost | A river’s bound to be calmer than the troubled seas we’ve crossed * The bottom of a river really don’t sound that bad | The bottom of a river really don’t sound that bad | I could lie there at the bottom and think back on the love we had * 
TITLE:Never Left the Road Behind * I’ve traveled ’round this country, up and down both coasts | The view from out my car window’s the view I like the most | New York or San Francisco, anywhere I go’s just fine | Miami or Mount Kisco, anywhere I go’s just fine | I’ve left a thousand towns, but I’ve never left the road behind * I’ve traveled on the highways and I’ve traveled on the streets | I’ve traveled on the back roads through the fields and county seats | The back roads are my favorite though, I like the way they wind | But whatever path I’ve followed, I’ve never left the road behind * I’ve gone Boston to Tuscon and back around again | I’ve gone it on my own and I’ve gone it with a friend | A companion can be nice if they’re not talking all the time | Companionship is fine if they’re not yakking you blind | But friends will come and go, I’ve never left the road behind * Life can get confusing, you look up and find you’re lost | I always find I’m burning bridges I still haven’t crossed | With driving it’s so easy, every mile there’s a sign | I just watch the dotted lines and I’ve never left the road behind * People say it’s running to be traveling all the time | They say if you don’t settle you can’t find your peace of mind | But I’m settled in my traveling and my head’s just feeling fine | Yes, I’ve traveled in all settings and my head’s just feeling fine | My peace is in my car seat and I’ve never left the road behind | And that’s the reason why I’ve never left the road behind * 
TITLE:Smoke and Flowers * There’s nothing in this world for me without you | I’m just swimming in an unknown sea | And the sky doesn’t seem so blue | When I’m seeing it without you * That’s true | For me | Without you * There’s nothing in this world to do | When I’m doing it without you | And there’s nothing in this world to be | If you can’t be with me * Time just drags along | And the days seem much too long | Without you * There’s nothing for a guy like me | In the other fishes in the sea | I can’t even cast my line | When you’ve left me behind * There’s nothing in this world for me without you | I’m just swimming in an unknown sea | And the sky doesn’t seem so blue | When I’m seeing it without you * That’s true | For me | For me, it’s true | Without you * 
TITLE:The Word I Said (or The Slut Poem) * I called her a slut yesterday | When she wasn’t there | Because it was so quiet in the carpool after Hebrew class. | I heard David use the word during lunchtime at school on Monday | And it sounded grown-up | Like mixed drinks or blow job. | So I said it. | I liked the way it rolled on my tongue on the way out | And then rang in my ears — | Sllllllllutt. | I thought it meant someone who wears too much makeup | But it must mean something worse because I’ve been ratted on | And now here comes this girl, fast and angry looking. | She reaches me at the basketball hoop | And she roars, | I heard you called me a slut, | You little shit. | Well, this quiets the whole playground. | And standing in the hushed morning wind, | Surrounded by the piercing quiet of 10,000 smirking mouths | I respond the only way I know how, | You are a double slut. | This is a big mistake. | Now she has me by the throat and she’s tossing me around the three-point line. | As my head pounds into the tarmac, | It occurs to me | That I am no longer in control of this situation. | No, I am definitely not in control. | In fact, I am being beaten down to my essential elements | And every kid in the universe is watching. | What a disgrace. | I’ll never be allowed to laugh | With the boys again. | I’ll never be allowed to kiss | Any of those girls’ mouths when I’m older. | I’ll grow to be an old man | In an old chair | Without ever finding happiness. * 
TITLE:Put Your Foot in Your Mouth * Don’t hold back what you say | If it comes to mind just let yourself obey | And don’t hold back what you think | Just loosen up and have yourself another drink * I never thought I’d ever hear those words come out of you | And from the look on your face, I guess you didn’t too | But you can’t take it back, you might as well just accept that fact | Stick your front leg out and put your foot in your mouth * Don’t be smart and well-behaved | Every party needs someone who’s brave | And don’t be quiet and reserved | Just shout on out any thought that might have just occurred * Those little things you swore you’d never tell anyone you do | Are now the common knowledge of everyone you ever knew | But don’t be dignified, just open up real wide | Stick your front leg out and put your foot in your mouth * Don’t keep secrets to yourself | Solitude is dangerous to your health | Share your secrets with your friends | Your meaning well will justify the ends * Those longings that you feel are probably best laid out to air | Despite the fact the person that you’re longing for is standing right there | Just open up the drain, share your pleasure and your pain | Stick your front leg out and put your foot in your mouth * 
TITLE:The Best Thing I’ll Ever Know * There’s times in this life when I’m hungry | And there’s times in this life when I’m sad | But my time with you is the very | Best times that I’ve ever had * You talk in your sleep, that’s the truth | And there’s times when you’re miles away | But the feeling I have in my heart | Is more than the words I can say * Friends come and go | And the cold winds will always blow | But whatever it is that you do to me | Is the best thing I’ll ever know * When I was a kid I was lonely | Like only kids know how to be | And I dreamed of meeting a woman | Like the ones I saw on TV * With blond hair down to her waist | And short skirts up to her thighs | But I never dreamed I could love | Like I do when I look in your eyes * There’s times in this life when I’m jumping | And there’s times when I just sit and moan | But these last six years that I’ve spent with you | Are the best six years I’ve known * 
TITLE:John Lee * I miss you, Boom Boom John Lee | I miss you, Boom Boom John Lee | I miss you and your beat and the stomping of your feet | I miss you, Boom Boom John Lee * I miss you, Mississippi John Hurt | I miss you, Mississippi John Hurt | I missed you cast your spell when you played that Creolle Belle | I miss you, Mississippi John Hurt * I miss you, Ms. Elizabeth C. | I miss you, Ms. Elizabeth C. | Your Freight Train set me free, but I can’t shake sugaree | I miss you, Ms. Elizabeth C. * I miss you, Woody Wilson Guthrie | I miss you, Woody Wilson Guthrie | I miss the way you write and the way you fought your fight | I miss you, Woody * I never heard that Singing Brakeman sing | I never heard that Singing Brakeman sing | Now cowboy songs are dead, we got TNN instead | And I never heard that Singing Brakeman sing * History is slipping through the cracks | History is slipping through the cracks | The heroes of the past are dying way too fast | History is slipping through the cracks * Soon they will have all passed on | Soon they will have all passed on | Soon they will be gone and all we’ll have is tribute songs | Soon they will have all passed on * I miss you, Boom Boom John Lee | I miss you, Boom Boom John Lee | I miss you and your beat and the stomping of your feet | I miss you, Boom Boom John Lee * 
TITLE:Nothing in This World * There’s nothing in this world to be afraid of now | There’s nothing in this world to be afraid of now | Ever since I found you, there’s nothing that can keep me down * When you’re on your own, the world is such a lonely place | When you’re on your own, the world is such a lonely place | When you’ve got someone, you can always keep a smile on your face * Long before I met you, I was shaking in my boots | Long before I met you, I was shaking in my boots | Now that we’re together, we’re dancing in our birthday suits * I hope that I can be as good a friend to you | I hope that I can be as good a friend to you | I’d lie down in the tracks, kiss a monkey if you want me to * 
TITLE:Life I Never Had * Thank you, thank you, lord, for this life you’ve given me | I wouldn’t call it perfect, but it’s not all misery | And even if it was, well, it wouldn’t be that bad | At least I’ll never look back on a life I never had * Thank you, thank you, lord, for this world in which we live | I couldn’t call it perfect, but these things are relative | There’s beauty in the mountains and there’s beauty in the sea | And there’s beauty out my window when I turn off my TV * Thank you, thank you, lord, that I might live one more day | ‘Cuz I’d give two to one tomorrow’s better than today | And even if it’s not, I’d still like to stick around | ‘Cuz I think I like it here more than I would under the ground * Thank you, thank you, lord, for blessing my soul | I haven’t been perfect, but I’m improving as I go | Thank you for this life that I see with second sight | And thank you for the darkness that led me to that light * 
TITLE:Here’s a Latte and My Middle Finger * Over-educated motherfucker | You’re an under-thinking | pasta-sucker | Talking too | much bullshit coffee-drinker | Here’s a latte and my middle finger * And here’s a penny for the thoughts you think | Put it towards another coffee drink | On second thought, here, have a couple quarters | Put them towards that PhD you ordered * ‘Cuz you can’t see the forest for the trees | Perspective isn’t measured in degrees | Maybe you should go explore a thicket | See if you can find a place to stick it * And every time that gentle north wind blows | You’d better stick your fingers up your nose | That wind that softly blows right through your head | Will be cleaner coming out your ears instead * And the cold wind that comes breezing out your ears | Will be the best thing that’s come from your head in years | You should save it in a bottle or balloon | You monkey-looking pompous-ass buffoon * 
TITLE:You’re Good (For a Man Like Me) * You’re tall for your height | And you’re wise for your age | You’re fast for your speed | Sometimes too fast to gage | And you’re good, you’re so good | For a man like me * You’re as fast as a mouse | You fly like a bird | The way that you look | Can’t be defined by a word | ‘Cuz you’re good, you’re so good | For a man like me * You’ve got love in your heart | That’s a good place to start | And you’re good, so good | For a man like me * You’re the head of your class | You’re ahead of your time | You’re a wonder of nature | I’m amazed that you’re mine | ‘Cuz you’re good, you’re so good | For a man like me * I’m large for my size | But I’m short for my weight | I’m late for my time | But I’m still feeling great | ‘Cuz you’re good, you’re so good | For a man like me * You’ve got love in your heart | That’s a good place to start | But there’s something else in you | From some secret body part | That makes you like you are | You’re a bright shining star | Tall and strong | Fast and free | And good, so good | For a man like me * 
TITLE:Economist John * Economist John fell in love | But he wanted to make sure it was real | So he devised a graph to test over time | The change in the way he did feel | He set to work with rulers and different colored pencils | And he drew his lines real straight | And he made a color code of his variable emotions | With red for love and a swampy brown for hate * Then John began to transfer all his feelings into numbers | To calculate his love | And so he wouldn’t smudge the lines on his heartfelt chart | He always wore a special glove | His woman wanted cuddling | And his parents wanted marriage | But John told them all to wait | He said he’d stick to slow precision and an economic vision | To determine his romantic fate * John spent every minute from December to November | Filling in his graph | He adorned it with color and very subtle shading | And humble yet, oh, so brilliant math | And he spent his year locked in his office with his shiny papers | And his woman he refused to see | So she went off and dated a lonely sociologist | While John still sat with data on his knee * It was in the month of May, on a cold sunny day | When John was told the current news | That his woman was engaged now to a balding preacher | With lots of cash and a church with crowded pews | But John didn’t care for he’d found his answer | That same day while studying in the bath | That the one he really loved in his heart, in his soul | Was not his girl but his very lovely graph * 
TITLE:Take Me When You Go * Take me when you go, don’t leave me behind | I don’t want to stay here with you swimming in my mind | I got thoughts enough to think, I’ve had drinks enough to drink | Time without you’s much too slow, take me with you when you go * And take me when you leave, I can’t stand to be alone | There’s nothing I hate worse than loving you by telephone | ‘Cuz the TV’s not my friend and I’ve got no fax to send | Even music’s got no tone when you leave me all alone * Take me when you go ‘cuz there’s nothing here for me | I don’t want to stay here writing tearful poetry | I don’t want to think on you from a lonesome window view | ‘Cuz there’s nothing I can see can bring you faster home to me | No, there’s nothing I can see can bring you faster home to me * So take me with you, friend, I’ll just ask you one more time | I know that you’re a woman who can make up your own mind | But I’ve got one small request and I hope you won’t say no | ‘Cuz I think it’s for the best — take me with you when you go | Take me with you when you go * 
TITLE:January * The days are getting short and the nights are getting cold | And I’ve been lying in this bed since dawn | January comes and January goes | I think I’ll just lie here ’til it’s gone * Don’t you know the winter dark and cold | Holds me back from who I am | Don’t you know this happens every year | And when it’s over, I’ll be back again * The darkness pushes up against the light | Even ‘fore the working day is done | And I would give my hands and the eyes that let me see | For one more hour looking at the sun * And when the night has come and I’m resting in my house | You might call or I might ring your phone | Please don’t be alarmed if I sound far away | I’m still here, it’s just that I’m not home * The spring’s not just a time, it’s the time I’m looking toward | The spring and you are all that keep me going | And until I find you both I’ll just keep on lying here | ‘Cuz I’m not going outside while it’s snowing *  | 
TITLE:Me and My Friend * We don’t wanna soar like two birds upon the night | Or be two shining lightbulbs and be a source of light | Or take safari game walks and risk a lion bite | Or look like Patrick Ewing, we don’t want that height | We don’t wanna battle with the racist at the gate | Or have to be his teachers and teach him not to hate | Don’t wanna spout our morals or either let them bend | We just wanna walk, me and my friend * Don’t wanna lead the buddhists like the Dala Lami | Or box with rhyming masters like Muhammad Ali | Or starve ourselves in protest like Mahatma Gandhi | Or wear black leather jackets like, hey, fonzy | And we don’t wanna shout from the mountains in the air | Or fight a million battles with those who never care | We don’t wanna gender fight with earless, eyeless men | We just wanna walk, me and my friend * We don’t wanna blaze like the sun up in the sky | Or sing May the Circle Be Unbroken By and By | Or be the Grateful Dead and always getting high | Or be like Kirk Cobaine, committing suicide | Or wear big wooden shoes like the traditional Dutch | Or be two police coppers like Starsky and Hutch | Or be a guy from Sweden with a Swedish name like Sven | We just wanna walk, me and my friend * Don’t wanna fiddle from the rooftops like Zero Mostel | Or be a sports newscaster like Howard Cossell | Or sing ’bout Coffee Crumbcakes riding my coattail | Or sleep at Clinton’s White House, his big fundraising hotel | And we don’t wanna drench the fire in the hills | Or fight a four year battle like the Buffalo Bills | Or even win the battle which we always must defend | We just wanna walk, me and my friend * Don’t wanna write no classics like Pearl S. Buck | Or run on rafts from slavery like Tom and Huck | Or be like blonde Savannah, a well paid fuck | Or be like Donald Trump, another well paid fuck | Or be apartheid’s symbol like F.W. de Klerk | Or a revolutionary who turns out to be a jerk | Don’t wanna follow leaders or either any trends | We just wanna walk, me and my friend * So pack your shit together and get out of our sight | And don’t even mention your newest awful fright | Don’t count us in on your newest protest fight | ‘Cuz we’ll be disappeared like two shadows in the night | And don’t come searching for us with your big liberal flashlight | ‘Cuz we’ll be disappeared like two shadows in the night | And we won’t be calling soon, we’ve got no message to send | We just wanna walk, me and my friend * 
TITLE:Dance in the Night * Mama, oh mama, let’s dance in the night | I’ve been left here since the dawn’s early light | Closing my eyes till I don’t have no sight | Waiting for you to come dance in the night | I’m waiting for you all alone here tonight | Writing these words by the night’s own dark light | Trying to woo you with art that’s not trite | But left in the rain with the pain of my plight * Mama, oh mama, let’s dance in the night | I’m hanging my jaw like a dog with no bite | I love you so much even though and despite | You’re not in my arms so something’s not right | I love you, I love you, down deep in my bones | A violent love like a film by the Coens | I’m riding your train like the Dead’s Casey Jones | And climbing your rocks like Sylvester Stallone * Mama, oh mama, let’s dance in the night | Your presense’s almost but my hurt is just quite | I’ve dropped to my knees and I smell kryptonite | My heart’s bleeding blood and my skin’s turning white | I’ve dropped to my knees and there isn’t much left | Lost all my weight so there isn’t much heft | I can’t really see and my hearing’s gone deaf | My olfactory’s gone and my lip’s become cleft * Mama, oh mama, let’s dance in the night | I’m searching for you like a lost parasite | Standing on corners like a whore transvestite | Waiting in caves like a good troglodyte | I’ll write you this poem ‘cuz, man, can I write | Like an A student, baby, I’m so erudite | I may not look smart but I’m really quite bright | I didn’t even look up the word troglodyte * Mama, oh mama, let’s dance in the night | I’m standing out here with my key and my kite | Standing as tall as I can for my height | Waiting to shake by your electric light | I’m standing and waiting and going insane | Searching for you, but I’m searching in vain | There’s tears in my eyes and my heart cloth is stained | From the ache of the pain and the drops of the rain * Mama, oh mama, let’s dance in the night | If only you’d show up, I’d be in delight | Like North Carolina, I’d be first into flight | And we’d dance in the sky till the dawn’s early light | But mama oh mama, let’s come to the end | I can’t make you mine by the strokes of my pen | And I can’t make you love me if that’s not your trend | But let’s dance in the night and at least we’ll pretend * 
TITLE:Don’t Let Her Strength Make Me Weak * She stood in the field with the skies in her eyes | While her black, curly hair fought the wind | Her muscles were tense as her hand held the fence | And her breath drew the whole world in | I hid behind glass with her breasts in my brain | Casting myself as the geek | Losing the strength in the tone of my voice | And singing like a bird with no beak * And the moon melted down and the rain ceased its sound | And the blackness stood still on the hills | The mountains shivered in the cold of the night | And the fishes drew breath through their gills | The trees drew their leaves and their chlorophyll heaved | And the rivers began to leak | As I mumbled the words with a slip of my tongue | Don’t let her strength make me weak * In society she sat with her feet on her desk | And she left when she felt she was done | And her gaze burned a hole in my cultured forehead | With a blaze that darkened the sun | And her mouth uttered words like I never have heard | With a force that made its own wake | Like the sound of a storm on the roof of a home | Or a drum beating for its own sake * When an expert looked at her and laid down the facts | Her brown eyes never did blink | She would stare down his words ’till they started to cry | And history began to sink | The questions she answered were not the ones asked | ‘Cuz correctness was not what she seeked | And the minds of the people all wished the same thought | Don’t let her strength make me weak * She walked down the street in a white man’s town | And she planted each step with her feet | Humming a song that was not from this place | And moving to a personal beat | And knowledge in her eyes knew an unknown life | Memories I did not understand | Memories that women with dark colored skin | Were unwelcome on American land * So the tears of her past, now a furious howl | Moved passer-bys out of the way | And the force of her smile and the sway of her hips | Could change the course of this day | She stood in the town and the buildings fell down | And she wore her pride like a crown | And my mind felt her body and I yelled for a week, | Don’t let her strength make me weak * 
TITLE:Give Me Love * My mama told me when I was young | She said, Son, go out and have yourself some fun | Don’t live your life like you’re on the run | But find some love, honey, when you’re done * So give me love, baby, just one time | Love, baby, just one time | ‘Cuz I got friends to wish me well | But I want love, baby, just one time * And I got friends all around my door | Friends, they don’t know me any more | I got my dog sleeping on my floor | But without love, baby, I want more * I got girls sending me flowers | I got girls around me draining all my powers | Damsels in distress up in their towers | But without love, somehow it all turns sour * 
TITLE:I’ve Seen Your Mother Naked in the Tub * I’ve seen your mother naked in the tub | She got them big ‘ol nasty thighs | I’ve seen your mother naked in the tub | That big ‘ol mole between her eyes | Oh no, I’ve seen her nude | And now I’m in a real bad mood * I’ve also seen your father naked too | He got them big ‘ol fatty thighs | I’ve also seen your father naked too | That guy ate one too many pies | Oh no, I’ve seen him nude | People that ugly should be sued * I’ve seen your mother naked in the tub | And she wasn’t very hot | I’ve seen your mother naked in the tub | But I wish that I did not | Oh no, I’ve seen her nude | And she’s one ugly mama, dude * 
TITLE:Walking to the End of the World * I’m walking to the end of the world | I’m walking to the end of the world | I’m walking to the end of the world | My future ain’t been told | And my soul ain’t been sold | I’m just walking to the end of the world * I’m taking my time as I go | Taking my time, moving slow | I’m taking my time as I go | ‘Cuz taking time’s the only way I know | You can’t borrow time | When you ain’t got a dime | So I’m just taking my time as I go * And I’m trying to keep my head out of the sand | As I’m walking to the end of the land | Trying to be a quiet, decent man | Trying to keep my head out of the sand | Most talking is cheap and the sand is always deep | As I’m walking to the end of the land * And I’m searching for a fine looking girl | As I’m walking to the end of the world | Looking for a fine searching girl | As I’m walking to the end of the world | Most them girls are cute, but I want me a beaut | ‘Cuz I’m walking to the end of the world * There ain’t nobody living that could stop me | No, there ain’t no one could ever make me turn back | There ain’t nobody living that could stop me | ‘Til God or fate or both decide to drop me | My walking is one way, that’s all I’ve got to say | If you’re smart, then you’ll stay out of my way * 
TITLE:What if Love Came Too Soon * What if love came too soon | It just walked right in the room | And it wasn’t even noon | What if love came too soon * What if love came too soon | Made you faint and start to swoon | Left you howling at the moon | What if love came too soon * What if you just weren’t ready | And marriage thoughts just made you sweaty | Left you clinging to your teddy | What if you just weren’t ready * What if you just weren’t sure | So you headed for the door | But life without her just her more | Than life together hurt before * What if love came too soon | It could happen to you | But you wouldn’t want it to | ‘Cuz the pain would destroy you * What if love came too soon | It just walked right in the room | Made you float like a balloon | What if love came too soon * What if love came too soon | Drained the soul out of your tune | Left you singing like Pat Boone | What if love came too soon * It could happen to you | Like it happened to me | And you’d wish you never knew | Just how painful life could be * It’s better to have love | Than to have loved and lost | ‘Cuz it isn’t worth the pain | And it isn’t worth the cost * But if love comes to you | And you don’t know what to do | ‘Cuz it feels like it’s too soon * 
TITLE:What is a Leader? * What is a leader? | What does a leader do? | What is a leader? | What does leading mean to you? * If a leader walked into the room | Would you know it right away? | What would they look like? What would they talk like? | What would a leader say? * Who are the leaders you’ve heard of? | Where did you learn their names? | Does a leader need to be famous? | Can you lead if you don’t have fame? * Is a leader a man or a woman? | Are they LGBTQ? | What color would their skin be? | Could a leader look like you? * Should a leader do what they’re told to do | If what they’re told to do’s not right? | If a leader sees a wrong somewhere | Should they run or stay and fight? * What is a leader? | What does a leader do? | What is a leader? | Could a leader be you? * 
TITLE:What We Tell Our Children * Be kind, be fair, do right | Cooperate, do the dishes, be nice | Don’t pull your sister’s hair | Don’t bully, remember to share * When we tell our children something matters | Do we listen to ourselves? | Who are we? We are them | Who are they? They are us * Be kind, be fair, do right | Cooperate, be nice | Don’t pull anybody’s people’s hair | Don’t bully, remember to share * 
TITLE:When Rain Turns Into Snow * We are sitting in my bedroom and my bedside light is on | You are looking in my eyes and there is something there that’s gone | It’s early in the morning, just a moment’s space past dawn | But it’s late enough to realize that there’s clearly something wrong | And I can’t fix it even with this song * A cloud drifts past my window as I turn to say your name | And the motion makes me hesitate, distracted from my pain | And when I start to speak again, the cloud begins to snow | As these words come falling out and freezing wind begins to blow | And we’re caught in winter’s icy undertow * Let the wind take you where it goes | You can’t fight forever when those cold airs start to blow | Loneliness is everywhere like any child knows | And love turns into memories when rain turns into snow * I remember when we lay down on the grass under a tree | With a river running past us and the feeling we were free | The tree could barely hide the endless kiss of you and me | And the ground just started shaking from our electricity | Our kiss freed ions molecularly * But this coldness came between us now, we have to walk away | Even if we’re still not sure and even if we want to stay | Love is just a feeling that sometimes comes and goes | And rain is just a water that sometimes just gets froze | And walking keeps you healthy, I suppose * Now I’m sitting on a snow drift with my wool hat in my hand | Waiting for a future that seems frigidly unplanned | Wondering if this winter cold will ever leave this land | Or if some off-duty god just left the weather room unmanned | If he can’t do his job he should be canned * I rise to catch a bus that’s traveling somewhere out of here | And I pay my fare in nickels and I sit down in the rear | The land starts moving backwards and the view goes drifting by | As my wakeness fades into the bus’s motor lullaby | And the wind blows on against the bus’s side * Oh, meet me by the ocean when the evening sun goes down | Hold me when the waves come up and let my memories drown | Let the sound of coldness fade away into the night | And let the rain come down on me under the sky’s starlight | And make it all seem real and all feel right | Make the starlight’s shine look extra bright | Then let it rain ’till rain has blurred my sight | And make me not feel lonely for tonight * 
TITLE:Woman Like The Wind * She rests upon her pillows with my future in her hands | And my whole life in the secret way she smiles | When she turns her face up to me I can tell with just one kiss | That I’d follow her in inches or in miles * I’ve got wonder in my heart, I’ve got nothing left to lose | There’s an aching in my ears when I hear those old jazz tunes | I’ve fallen in love with a woman like the wind | She whispers softly and she blows my cold ship in * Her hair is made of summer and her eyes are young boys’ dreams | Her hands are soft and smaller than the rain | And every time she’s near me I feel closer to my god | And I hear Miles Davis sketch the sounds of Spain * She’s an angel from Montgomery even though she’s from up north | And she’s sweeter than the purest edelweiss | And even if she asked me if I’d watch The Sound of Music with her | I’d say that’s alright, babe, don’t think twice * 
TITLE:Woody’s Lament * The lights were dark on the night that I left | I didn’t leave no note no forwarding address | I didn’t tell them nothing there was nothing to say | When you tail it to the depot you’re headed on your way * I never felt at ease when I stayed in one place | The dust starts to settle in the lines of your face | And the smile starts to fade when you stare at the wall | This world is full of people I was born to love them all * Oklahoma never was my home | And California never failed to put me on the road | I was chasing down the pages of my story | Bound to ride that train that’s bound for glory * My sweet Mary Jennings was as pretty as a rose | And I loved to watch my Teeny reach and grab her little toes | But I felt the road a pulling and I didn’t have the strength | To turn my back on history so on the road I went * Marjorie you were the one who almost felt like home | You dug under the dirt and you turned over the stone | I could shoulder the injustices that all the world could bring | Why was it so hard for me to wear your wedding ring * I fought a million battles and I never lost a one | It was union to the table or strike until we won | And kids still sing my songs today they know them as they breathe | It’s a sacred truth to know this land was made for you and me * But don’t think that I don’t have regrets I own them wide and deep | A family’s ’bout the only thing a man can have and keep | I loved all my children more than I can say | But tell me when fate calls you how’re you supposed to turn away *