Demise of Time
come to my house an we'll pick bones
there hands outside ready with stones
come to my yard
i got whiskey an chirs
we'll sit on the porch
as the good men stare
you ain't never spoke true
i shake an angry fist at you
you are not needed here
to help me feel low down
i'm doin' it fine all on my own
i her you cryin' from cradle to coffin
an for you there'll be no stoppin'
i see you lyin' in a pine box with bitter words
that's how the boy talks
there hands outside ready with stones
come to my yard
i got whiskey an chirs
we'll sit on the porch
as the good men stare
you ain't never spoke true
i shake an angry fist at you
you are not needed here
to help me feel low down
i'm doin' it fine all on my own
i her you cryin' from cradle to coffin
an for you there'll be no stoppin'
i see you lyin' in a pine box with bitter words
that's how the boy talks
Ruthie Lingle
blue ruthie lingle take me home
sad eyed suzanna take me home
legs, thighs an navel you're the only one
goddess samantha take me home
black eyed rebecca take me home
here buxom gretta take me home
the curse of those red lips o me
leah samantha take me home
meek mother mary take me home
sweet sister sarah take me home
underneath the floor boards
down here eatin' dirt
seduce me samantha take me home