Just before our love got lost you said,
"I am as constant as the northern star."
And I said, "Constantly in the darkness where's that at?
If you want me I'll be in the bar."
On the back of a cartoon coaster in the blue T.V. screen light,
I drew a map of Canada, oh Canada...
With your face sketched on it twice.
In my blood like holy wine you taste so bitter, bitter and so sweet,
Well, I could drink a case of you, darling,
and I would still be on my feet.
I would still be on my feet.
Oh I am a lonely painter, I live in a box of paints.
I'm frightened by the devil,
And I'm drawn to those ones that ain't afraid.
I remember that time you told me, "Love is touching souls,"
Surely you touched mine 'cause part of you pours out of me,
In these lines from time to time.
My blood my holy wine tastes so bitter, bitter and so sweet.
Well I could drink a case of you, darling,
And I would still be on my feet.
I would still be on my feet.
I met a woman she had a mouth like yours,
She knew your devils and your deeds,
And she said, "Go to him, stay with him.
But be prepared to bleed"
My blood my holy wine tastes so bitter, bitter and so sweet,
Well I could drink a case of you, darling,
And I would still be on my feet.
I would still be on my feet.
But I could drink a case of you you, darling,
And still be on my feet. I would still be on my feet. Mmm.

Abbey Road

Runnin’ down Abbey Road, don't stop the ocean.
I need to feel a tidal wave.
So close, so close, to a family way, to a family way.
Don't stop bringing her around, see how tough I can be,
When you're making me smile sweetly.
Don't keep bringing her around, I need to see,
See the changing of the leaves of the guard-
Of your guitar as its leaving.
Runnin down Abbey Road in those shoes,
It's colder than Bermuda, colder than my days in the sugar cane.
Johnny man be as quick as you can.
I said Johnny man we know you like Hayley Mills.
Like those boys are singing still,
"Catch me if you can, oh catch me if you can"
Be my sugar cane man...
Runnin down Abbey Road.
I know I thought we'd almost be in the family way.
I guess not today. I guess not today.

Ain't No Sunshine

Ain't no sunshine when she's gone.
It's not warm when she's away.
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
and she's always gone too long anytime she goes away.
Wonder this time where she's gone,
wonder if she's gone to stay
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
and this house just ain't no home anytime she goes away.
And I know, I know, I know, I know, I know,
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know,
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know,
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
Hey, I ought to leave the young thing alone,
but ain't no sunshine when she's gone, only darkness everyday.
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone,
and this house just ain't no home anytime she goes away.
Anytime she goes away.
Anytime she goes away.
Anytime she goes away.
Anytime she goes away.

American Pie

A long, long time ago, I can still remember how that music used to make
me smile. And I knew If I had my chance, that I could make those people
dance and maybe they'd be happy for a while. But February made me
shiver with every paper I deliver. Bad news on the doorstep I couldn't
take one more step. I can't remember if I cried when I read about his
widowed bride. But something touched me deep inside the day the music
died. So bye bye Miss American Pie. Drove my Chevy to the levy but the
levy was dry. Them good old boys were drinkin whiskey and rye singing
"This will be the day that I die. This will be the day that I die."
Did you write the book of love and do you have faith in God above, if
the bible tells you so. Now do you believe in rock and roll? Can music
save your mortal soul and can you teach me how to dance real slow? Well
I know that you're in love with him, cause I saw you dancin in the gym.
You both kicked off your shoes. Man, I dig those rhythm and blues. I
was a lonely teenage broncin buck with a pink carnation and a pickup
truck, but I knew I was out of luck the day the music died. I started
singing bye bye Miss American Pie. Drove my Chevy to the levy, but the
levy was dry. Them good old boys were drinkin whiskey and rye singing,
"This will be the day that I die. This will be the day that I die."
Now for ten years, we've been on our own and moss grow fat on a rolling
stone, but that's not how it used to be when the jester sang for the
king and queen in a coat he borrowed from James Dean in a voice that
came from you and me. Oh and while the king was looking down, the
jester stole his thorny crown. The courtroom was adjourned. No verdict
was returned. And while Lenin read a book on Marx, the quartet
practiced in the park and we sang dirges in the dark the day the music
died. We were singing bye bye Miss American Pie. Drove my Chevy to
the levy, but the levy was dry. Them good old boys were drinking whiskey
and rye singing, "This will be the day that I die. This will be the day
that I die."
Helter skelter in a summer swelter. The birds flew off the fallout
shelter. Eight miles high and falling fast. It landed foul on the
grass. The players tried for a forward pass with the jester on the
sidelines in a cast. Now the halftime air was sweet perfume while
sergeants played a marching tune. We all got up to dance, oh, but we
never got the chance. Cause the players tried to take the field, the
marching band refused to yield. Do you recall what was revealed the day
the music died? We started singing bye bye Miss American Pie. Drove my
Chevy to the levy, but the levy was dry. Them good old boys were
drinking whiskey and rye singing, "This will be the day that I die.
This will be the day that I die."
Oh and there we were all in one place. A generation lost in space, with
no time left to start again. So come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quick.
Jack Flash sat on a candle stick cause fire is the Devil's only friend.
Oh and as I watched him on the stage, my hands were clenched in fists of
rage. No angel born in hell could break that Satan's spell. And as the
planes climbed high into the night it took like the sacrificial rite. I
saw Satan laughing with delight the day the music died. He was singing
bye bye Miss American Pie. Drove my Chevy to the levy, but the levy was
dry. Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye singing, "This
will be the day that I die. This will be the day that I die."
I met a girl who sang the blues and I asked her for some happy news.
But she just smiled and turned away. I went down to the sacred store
where I'd heard the music years before, but the man there said the music
wouldn't play. And in the streets, the children screamed, the lovers
cried and the poets dreamed. But not a word was spoken. The church
bells all were broken. And the three men I admire most, the father,
the son and the holy ghost, they caught the last train for the coast the
day the music died. And they were singing bye bye Miss American Pie.
Drove my Chevy to the levy, but the levy was dry. Them good old boys
were drinking whiskey and rye singing, "This will be the day that I die.
This will be the day that I die." They were singing bye bye Miss
American Pie. Drove my Chevy to the levy, but the levy was dry. Them
good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye singing, "This will be the
day that I die."

Angie

Angie, Angie, when will those clouds all disappear?
Angie, Angie, where will it lead us from here?
With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats,
you can't say we're satisfied,
but Angie, Angie, you can't say we never tried.
Angie, you're beautiful, but ain't it time we said good-bye?
Angie, I still love you, remember all those nights we cried?
All the dreams we held so close seemed to all go up in smoke,
let me whisper in your ear;
Angie, Angie, where will it lead us from here?
Oh, Angie, don't you weep, all your kisses still taste sweet,
I hate that sadness in your eyes,
but Angie, Angie, ain't it time we said good-bye?
With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats,
you can't say we're satisfied,
but Angie, I still love you, Baby,
ev'rywhere I look I see your eyes.
There ain't a woman that comes close to you,
come on Baby, dry your eyes.
But Angie, Angie, ain't it good to be alive?
Angie, Angie, they can't say we never tried.

Daniel

Daniel is travelling tonight on a plane
I can see the red tailed eyes heading for Spain
Oh and I can see Daniel waving goodbye
God it looks like Daniel, must be the clouds in my eyes
They say Spain is pretty though I've never been
Well Daniel says it's the best place that he's ever seen
Oh and he should know, he's been there enough
Lord I miss Daniel, oh I miss him so much
Daniel my brother you are older than me
Do you still feel the pain of the scars that won't heel
Your eyes have died but you see more than I
Daniel you're a star in the face of the sky
Daniel is travelling tonight on a plane
I can see the red tailed eyes heading for Spain
Oh and I can see Daniel waving goodbye
God it looks like Daniel, must be the clouds in my eyes
Oh God it looks like Daniel, must be the clouds in my eyes

Dannyboy

Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen, and down the mountain side
The summer's gone, and all the roses falling
'Tis you must go, 'tis you must go and I must bide

But come ye back when summer's in the meadow
Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow
'Tis I'll be there in sunshine or in shadow
Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so

But if you come, and all the flowers are dying
If I am dead, as dead I may well be
You'll come and find the place where I am lying
And kneel and say an "Ave" there for me

And I shall hear, tho' soft you tread above me
And all my grave shall warm and sweeter be
If you will bend and tell me that you love me
Then I will sleep in peace until you come to me

Distant Storm

[callings in the?] cold
freezing winter rain
running through it all
believing in my pain

in a life
where only the strong survive
[trust in]? time
i easily could have died

i can hear the thunder of a distant storm
i can hear the thunder of a distant storm
ringing in my ears
driving through the tears
driving me through my tears

wish i could go away
for a holiday
with a brand new bag
for a [?] a day
[?]
with a friendly face
got a [?] in my [?]
all over this place
we can meet with [?]
[?] in my shoes
[get a job or two]?
[all the]? things i can do

flying nowhere special
to another town
[?]
over and over again

-[Thanks to here in my head]