(Nanci Griffith - Keith Carradine) We don't live on easy street, but it's home Looking out on the open road, where you'll go it alone To the last of our simple days, we'll wave good-bye Down this road...
(with Jimmy Buffett) I love this town… like an unmade bed I love this town… of the living dead I love this town… gonna paint it red If I can spare a minute I love this town… where curtains twitch...
I am on a Riverboat on the Saigon River Where the music's too loud While I try to have my dinner Stories I've been told of 1954 When the bodies washed ashore from that distant war My friend Michael...
In 1914 this ball was at war It went from Belgium on through Ireland The Congo, then back home This big blue ball of war spun on its own Spinning history in lines of blood When many souls fell off...
She's a brown skin girl from El Paso City He's a sweet tempered soldier from Fort Bliss They ran off one July evening All concerned said this one is anyone's guess (chorus) Love conquers all Love...
Here's a photograph of you in Woody Hermann's band It was 1952, you were such a handsome man One of you at a memorial with all of Hoagy's clan And then you and my mother Walking hand in hand (chorus)...
(chorus) I want a simple life Like my mother One true love for my older years I don't want your wars To take my children I want a simple life…while I'm here The sun and moon walk hand in hand...
Where are all the Satchel Boys Selling books outside the Metripole? Books to read in English Books of light and sorrows Of this foreign land They are gone They've flown away Where are all the cyclos...
(with Mac MacAnnaly) I'll never fall in love again It's such a contradiction To lose all control and common sense And even intuition You came along, with a strange new song And the sweetest innovation...
They both wrote poetry In fact, that was how they met He was a Yorkshire man in Cambridge She was from Massachusetts They spoke and they fell in love They kissed and picked daffodils She came across...