Well I hear that train a comming, its rollin round the bend I ain't seen the sunshine since, I don't know when Yeah I'm stuck in Folsom Prison, time
[Verse:1] Hear Our Prayer Spirt come How I Long for your sweet touch [Verse:2] On My Knees I cry Out Jesus savior behold your child Chours
Seven blue stones in the desert sand A shiny gun in a young thief's hand A stolen car and a broken dream Blood on his hands and it won't come clean No
All of my life I've heard stories told Of a treasure more precious than silver and gold I thought that I'd known love a time or two 'Till I found a
Every now and then, I forget about you All the things you said, the things we used to do Then the sun goes down and the night sets in And in this lonely
Out beyond the broken billboards And the signs along the road There's a trail your heart must follow No one but you could ever know Where the winds and
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If I took away your shelter, put you on the street If I took away your table and chairs and threw away your meat Stole away your wife and child, see how
A tall black cowboy hat pulled down low to hide his eyes While lines of weekend window shoppers just kept rollin' by I spotted him from my old truck
A boy heard the voice of the whippoorwill one night And went out to find where he was singing He had to walk quite a ways through a big field Because
Crossroads, seem to come and go, yeah. The gypsy flies from coast to coast Knowing many, loving none, Bearing sorrow havin' fun, But back home he
My people were here long before the others cast their sails to the wind Before the tears of innocence like a hard rain would desend My people spread
I want to go where the blind can see I want to go where the lame will walk I wanna see the sick ones clean Where the deaf can hear and the silent talk