Whiskey Man will waste away if he’s left on his own
I can’t even ring him 'cause he isn’t on the phone
Hasn’t got a home
Whiskey, whiskey, whiskey
Water, water, water
Sleep
Whiskey, whiskey, whiskey
Wake up, shake it off
And repeat
They brought me here to watch her in the boneyard
Just two old wrecks to spend the night alone
It’s the dark inside this evil place
Clouds on the moon hide her disgrace
This whiskey hides my own
So here’s to useless superannuation
And us old relics of the days of steam
In the morning, Lord, I would prefer
When men with torches come for her
Let angels come for me
Well it’s all right, riding around in the breeze
Well it’s all right, if you live the life you please
Well it’s all right, even if the sun don’t shine
Well it’s all right, we’re going to the end of the line
We’re gonna move it slow
When lights are low
When you move it slow, it sounds like more
And it’s all right, whoa, it’s all right
I said hey, what’s your name baby
Maybe we can see things the same
Now don’t you wait or hesitate
Let’s move before they raise the parking rate
All right now baby, it’s all right now
All right now baby, it’s all right now
What’s your name? Who’s your Daddy?
Is he rich like me?
While tearing off a game of golf
I may make a play for the caddy
But when I do, I don’t follow through
Cause my heart belongs to Daddy
He isn’t much in the eyes of the world; He’ll never make history.
No, he isn’t much in the eyes of the world, But he is the world to me.
My dad, now here is a man.
To me he is ev’rything strong; no he can’t do wrong, my dad.
My dad, now he understands when I bring him troubles to share;
Oh, he’s always there, my dad.
Oh Daddy
You know you make me cry
How can you love me
I don’t understand why
Oh Daddy
If I can make you see
If there’s been a fool around
It’s got to be me
Yes, it’s got to be me
But I came to understand,
There was always love in Daddy’s hands…
Grandma’s hands
Clapped in church on Sunday morning
Grandma’s hands
Played a tambourine so well
Grandma’s hands
Used to issue out a warning
She’d say, "Billy don’t you run so fast
Might fall on a piece of glass
“Might be snakes there in that grass”
Grandma’s hands
Hands across the water (water),
Heads across the sky…
Put your hand in the hand of the man
Who stilled the waters
Hands all over the eastern border
You know what I think we’re falling from composure
Hands all over western culture
Ruffling feathers and turning eagles into vultures, into vultures
Got my arms around baby brother
Put your hands away, your gonna kill your mother
Gonna kill your mother, kill your mother
And I love her, yeah
I love her
The road is long
With many a winding turn
That leads us to who knows where
Who knows where
But I’m strong
Strong enough to carry him
He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother
The long and winding road,
That leads to your door…
Mama put my guns in the ground
I can’t shoot them anymore
That cold black cloud is comin’ down
Feels like I’m knockin’ on heaven’s door
Almost heaven, West Virginia,
Blue Ridge mountains,
Shenandoah River…
Oh Shenandoah,
I long to see you,
Way hey, you rolling river.
Oh Shenandoah,
I long to see you,
Away, I’m bound away
'Cross the wide Missouri.