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Virginia Creeper Lyrics
Mona Lisa You're the last of your kind, Mona Lisa With a wink of your eye, Ya make it all right Oh there's more left to life, Mona Lisa Let me take you along for the ride Aint nothin’ that stays the same Won't ask it a’ you Just that burgundy smile you wore yesterday Say ya won’t ever lose I been down, I been worse Mona Lisa Came in last, came in first But it all gathers dirt, Mona Lisa ‘Fore ya bathe in the light Aint nothin’ that stays the same Won't ask it a’ you Just that burgundy smile you wore yesterday Say ya won't ever lose Oh ya taught me this much, Mona Lisa I done set it aside For when you need the same magic touch For for when you need remindin’ Aint nothin’ that stays the same Won't ask it a’ you Just that burgundy smile you wore yesterday Say ya won't ever lose Just that burgundy smile you wore yesterday Say ya won't ever lose Waking Memory Shippin’ off to the country Where the tales are tall You'll come back with a story Or ya won't come back at all Tom-tom rumors are pounding Rustling in the leaves Nothin’ you wanna spread around Like Johnny Appleseed Always In my waking memory You're always In my waking memory always Some new plague in the making Best not bat an eye No sleep for the living When you're in a fire fight Always In my waking memory Always You're always In my waking memory Always Lily-A-Passion Hey, she’s a piratey soul Full a' vinagar and glitter She is a song of her own From down the wrong end of the river Wild, like the lily-a-passion Have you ever had the honors Oh no, no, no, no, no, no Hey, when your carnival rose Sows the kiss of belladonna There aint no takin’ it slow For the avalanches’ daughter Wild, like the lily-a-passion Have you ever had the honors Oh no, no Oh, no, no Oh,no,no,no,no,no,no She is the lily-a-passion She is the lily-a-passion She is the lily-a-passion She is the lily-uh huh She is a canary royal Save the curse a' Desdamona Bright, bright, bright is the blush of her smile Like the apples a' Pomona Wild, like the lily-a-passion Have you ever had the honors Oh no, no, no,no,no, no Hey, she’s the fork in the road When the road has come to splinter Yea, she’s the spark in the coal Come the bitterness a' winter Wild, like the lily-a-passion Have you ever had the honors Oh no, no oh, no, no Oh,no,no,no,no,no,no She is the lily-a-passion She is the lily-a-passion She is the lily-a-passion She is the lily-uh huh Dirty Secret Casanova broke ya Just like china He was smooth as southern Blue Bell Cream ‘Cept he never meant to share that diamond ring So you take up to the roof-top, pining Aim to touch the moon a' golden white Lord, the air is damp, the stars are teary eyed Here’s a little secret, love Everybody comes undone Here’s a dirty secret Darlin’ Everyone From the ballroom you can hear them laughing Pretty maidens and your own Don Jaun And ya tell yourself They’ll miss you when you’re gone Here’s a little secret, love Everybody comes undone Here’s a dirty secret Darlin’ Everyone Cross yourself, by Jesus Now your head is all a blur Questions don’t come easier Answers, they get longer Here’s a little secret, love Everybody comes undone Here’s a dirty secret Darlin’ Everyone Here’s a little secret, love Everybody comes undone Here’s a dirty secret Darlin’ Everyone Always Friends Always friend Always friend Still some fences We may never mend In our time Broken hearts Broken lines Every now and then Ya spring ta mind And we are Always friends Always friends Always and forever Thick or thin Push it away before I let you in And make the same mistakes twice Dim the lights Such is hell Hey and such is life And we are always friends Always friends Always friends Broken hearts Broken lines Pray there never comes a second time Because it’s such a court Such a crime Find the strength to leave the past behind And we are always friends Always friends Always friends Always Push it away before I let you in Commit the same wrongs twice Such is hell Hey and such is life And we are always friends Calamity Jane Drunk on the blood of a hero’s welcome, babe Ringin’ in the year with a ticker tape parade While the motorcade is stretched from First to Main Calamity Jane, shootin’ off that mouth again Hey, hey, hey Pin all your sins on your Man of Sorrow then Stroll through the crowd with a black mantilla, friend While they’re whisperin’ like locusts in the grain Calamity Jane Hit it on the nose again Hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey Calamity jane Calamity jane Calamity jane Washed in the tears of the revolution, babe Born in the back of a Studebaker American made Ah but girl have you no shame Calamity jane Honey, take heart and take aim Hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey Calamity jane Calamity jane Calamity jane Calamity jane Josephine Of The Swamps Oh the slough winds all serpentine Full of black delta peat Yellow bronze grapes of muscadine Growing wild and sweet On the shore Lady, there ya were In your robes of a queen And your lips sang a heron’s song In my hour of need And I feel I wanna’ crow Howlin’ in my sleep Churning in my soul Josephine Oh the wasteland is plenty wide Far as I ever seen And the swamp, she’s a full of moonlight Full of mangrove trees And I feel I wanna’ crow Howlin’ in my sleep Churning in my soul Josephine Pity darkness to follow me With it’s crocodile leer For the hatchet of Josephine Of the swamps might appear And I feel I wanna’ crow Howlin’ in my sleep Churning in my soul Josephine And I feel I wanna’ crow howlin’ in my sleep churning in my soul Josephine Far End of The Night Buddy some Topeka night When it’s just you and the road Seen no tailights there for miles And nothin’ much but static on the radio Wasn’t lookin’ to the left Wasn’t lookin’ to the right Just kept walking’ like Virginia to the surf Towards the far end of the night Time hangs like a noose Before me Time stills to a crawl Grinds so slowly Heard my own beloved cry I heard my one beloved moan What’s the use in all the ache we must endure I had no good reason why Time hangs like a noose Before me Time stills to a crawl Grinds so slowly Not a rail to grasp ahold Nor a savior there beside Juat kept a walkin’ like Virginia to the surf Towards the far end of the night Time hangs like a noose Before me Time stills to a crawl Grinds so slowly And time hangs like a noose Around me Sussana Little Sussana Little Sussana Little Gone ‘fore I ever arrived Questions that stream through my own Creek blood The odyssey of your life A motherless child , you were torn from your home By decree of the county affairs Good Christians, they gave you a lily-white dress And shorn back that Indian hair Told ya study your Bible, be silent and still And take to the ways of the whites Nothin’ they offered could break down your will For you ran for the gates one night Sussana Little Sussana Little Gone ‘fore I ever arrived Questions that stream through my own Creek blood Stories that keep you alive Your daddy , Joe Little, had woes of his own Drink was much stronger than greed But some in the city felt native red hands Were no place to let rest a deed Oklahoma was rich with the stench of black oil And the men who came there to drill In the sun baked clay of Indian lands There, in the desolate fields Sussana Little Sussana Little Gone ‘fore I ever arrived Questions that stream through my own creek blood Songs that’a keep you alive Mysterious crimes, oh they swept through the county Waving the finger of blame Eyes turned to Joe Little A couple too many acres of land to his name No one would have heard the lone shot in the night They never posted his bail Big Joey Little, never walked out Of Sheriff Stanton’s jail Sussana Little Sussana Little Gone ‘fore I ever arrived Questions that stream through my own Creek blood The odyssey of your life For all of the lives you had lived this far No part of you could have known The evil hearts of the men who would fetch ya One night by the side of the road The moon, it grew dark and the frost would form Before ya finally were found Chained to a log in a torn white dress Shakin’ wild eyed on the ground Sussana Little Sussana Little Gone ‘fore I ever arrived Questions that stream through my own creek blood Such were the trials of your life... Yet in the years to come, you took a man Raised five of your own And for a spell it was as almost as though The light of justice had shown The hand that had written this part but for you And made it all plenty hard Gave you a gusher, a well spring of oil There in your own back yard So pile them kids in the plush back seat Ridin’ shotgun in the Packard to town With your man, Tom Fisher, one hand on the wheel The other on your knee now Sussana Little Sussana Little Gone ‘fore I ever arrived Questions that stream through my own Creek blood The odyssey of your life Sussana Little Sussana Little Sussana Little Sussana Little wish I knew Aint nobody there to step on the brakes Lit up like Tijauna city carnival lights Mmm, why somebody better pull up the shades Hey, hey, hey , second time ya had to kiss her goodnight Outside the motorcycle devils Rev for the cruise Buddha's in the alley, working the Rue Ping, ping-a-rain a comin’ down the edge of the roof Thinkin’ I’d be a little mystified to Wish I knew Wish I knew Drop another silver plug for the damned Don’t forget to make it a wish Mmm, Yellow thunder bolt a' Shazzam Isn't very likely to miss Shutters on the winda’ beatin’ like wings Smoke a’ backin’ up & up in the flu Hounds are in the gutter startin’ to sing Thinkin’ I’d be a little mystified too Wish I knew Wish I knew Wish I knew Li Di Di da da da da da da Di Di Di Di ... Sooner or later gotta’ live in your skin Sleepin’ in the very bed that you make Some walking dead behind the Wayfarer lenses Hangin' by the skin your teeth Motorcycle devils Rev for the cruise Soldiers in the alley working the rue Little bitty pretty one What’s got into you Thinkin’ I’d be a little mystified too Wish I knew Wish I knew Wish I knew Li Di Di da da da da da da Di Di Di Di ... Wish I knew Wish I knew Better than ta do as I please Better than ta skin my knees Better than a fallin’ for Wish I knew Wish I knew Wish I knew Li Di Di da da da da da da Di Di Di Di ... Li Di Di da da da da da da Di Di Di Di ... Li Di Di da da da da da da Di Di Di Di ... Li Di Di da da da da da da Di Di Di Di ... Hickory Wind Words and Music by Gram Parsons and Bob Buchanon In South Carolina there are many tall pines I remember the oak tree that we used to climb But now when I'm lonesome, I always pretend That I'm getting the feel of hickory wind I started out younger at most everything All the riches and pleasures, what else could life bring But it makes me feel better each time it begins Callin' me home, hickory wind It's a hard way to find out that trouble is real In a far away city, with a far away feel But it makes me feel better each time it begins Callin' me home, hickory wind Keeps callin' me home, hickory wind Keeps callin' me home, hickory wind |