I've seen fire and I've seen rain.

Indiana wants me, Lord, I can’t go back there
Indiana wants me, Lord, I can’t go back there
I wish I had you to talk to.

Get back, get back to where you once belonged…

Talk to ya later
Don’t want to hear it again tonight
Talk to ya later
Just save it for another guy

I hear the secrets that you keep,
When you’re talking in your sleep.

Please, don’t spoil my day, I’m miles away
And after all I’m only sleeping

500 miles away from home…

Oh, I was only twenty four hours from Tulsa
Ah, only one day away from your arms
I hate to do this to you
But I love somebody new
What can I do
When I can never, never, never go home again?

Sometimes this old farm feels like a long lost friend
Yes, 'n, hey it’s good to be back home again.

Let’s go let’s go let go let go
Down to junior’s farm Where I want to lay low
How life, high life, go let’s go
Take me down to Junior’s farm

He lost the farm and lost his family
He lost the wheat and lost his home
But he found the family Bible
A faith as solid as a stone

Surry down to a stoned soul picnic
There’ll be lots of time and wine
Bread, yellow honey, sassafras and moonshine

I went to a garden party…

It’s my party and I’ll cry if I want to

'Cause now it’s Judy’s turn to cry
Judy’s turn to cry
Judy’s turn to cry
'Cause Johnny’s come back
To me

Back to the howling old owl in the woods,
Hunting the horny back toad,
Oh I’ve finally decided my future lies,
Beyond the yellow brick road.

There’s a killer on the road
His brain is squirmin’ like a toad
Take a long holiday
Let your children play
If ya give this man a ride
Sweet family will die
Killer on the road, yeah

Aaoooooo!
Werewolves of London!
Aaoooooo!

If you hear him howling around your kitchen door
Better not let him in

Who’s that I see walkin’ in these woods?
Why, it’s Little Red Riding Hood.
Hey there Little Red Riding Hood,
You sure are looking good.
You’re everything a big bad wolf could want.

Then I’m walking in Memphis
Walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale
Walking in Memphis
But do I really feel the way I feel

Feelings, nothing more than feelings,
Trying to forget my feelings of love.
Teardrops rolling down on my face,
Trying to forget my feelings of love.