"Poor Wayfaring Stranger"

I am a poor wayfaring stranger
Travelling through this world of woe
But there's no sickness, toil or danger
In that bright land to which I go

Well I'm going there
To meet my mother
Said she'd meet me when I come
I'm only going over Jordan
I'm only going over home

I know dark clouds
Will gather 'round me
I know my way
Will be rough and steep
But beautiful fields lie just before me
Where God's redeemed
Their vigils keep

Well I'm going there
To meet my loved ones
Gone on before me, one by one
I'm only going over Jordan
I'm only going over home

I'll soon be free of earthy trials
My body rest in the old church yard
I'll drop this cross of self-denial
And I'll go singing home to God

Well I'm going there
To meet my Savior
Dwell with Him and never roam
I'm only going over Jordan
I'm only going over home

"Put The Law On You"

Do I have to put the law on you baby
For all the wicked things you do?
Am I gonna have to put the law on you baby?
That was not what I wanted to do

Do I have to put the law on you baby
To try and make you come out clean for every evil deed?
You're just about the lowest and the dirtiest thing
I've ever seen

Did you really think you could pull it off
The perfect crime, crime of the heart?
Do you really think that you'll get away
Do the crime and never ever pay?

Do I have to put the law out on you baby
Lock you up and throw away the key
For the countless counts of low down double-cross you've been about
Have you no decency?

Did you really think that you could pull it off
The perfect crime, crime of the heart?
Did you really think that you'll get away
Escape my justice until you're dying day?

Though you made it clear from the very start
There was no trusting you with my foolish heart
Though you maybe made it clear that didn't make it right

Do you really think you'll get away?
You can't escape my justice 'til my dying day

"Saint Judas"

Saddle up the horses and wear your Sunday best
Sing your Sacred Harp, you be holier than the rest
Fill up the room with a grand and a thunderous song
Let it rattle out the windows, let it spill out on the lawn
Shout, shout your praises to the man who kissed the Lord
To the back stabbing brother that betrayed all of this world
Your Judas!

Yea, though you may walk in the valley in the dark
There's no greater evil than the darkness in your heart
Your stun guns, bloodhounds, needle and your razor wire
Your nylon shackle whipping post and your high tech burning tire
Your Judas!

Whiplash crack across the back, across the arms
Although you bound his feet, he running fast he running hard
Through them crickets in the corn and them horses in the field
Hear the "caw, caw" of the crows
See the devil at the wheel y'all, Judas!

Go on down to Alabama, Mississippi, Arkansas,
Oklahoma, Texas, Kentucky, Florida, Louisiana and Tennessee,
Georgia, Carolina, Carolina.

"Sally Ann"

A woman of beauty
A woman of pain
In France or Jakarta
Her shadow's the same
You go home with Sally Ann
You go home with Sally Ann
You go home

A woman of kindness
With bracelets of jade
In China, in Japan
Choices are made
You go home with Sally Ann
You go home with Sally Ann
You go home

A woman of chances
With no family or friends
In Argentina
She knows only men
You go home with Sally Ann
You go home with Sally Ann
You go home

A woman of color
With debts to be paid
In Trenton or Detroit
She lives by the blade
You go home with Sally Ann
You go home with Sally Ann
You go home

"San Andreas Fault"

Go west
Paradise is there
You'll have all that you can eat
Of milk & honey over there

You'll be the brightest star
The world has ever seen
Sun-baked slender heroine
Of film & magazine

Go west
Paradise is there
You'll have all that you can eat
Of milk & honey over there

You'll be the brightest light
The world has ever seen
The dizzy height of a jet-set life
You could never dream

Your pale blue eyes
Strawberry hair
Lips so sweet
Skin so fair

Your future bright
Beyond compare
It's rags to riches
Over there

San Andreas Fault
Moved its fingers
Through the ground
Earth divided
Plates collided
Such an awful sound

San Andreas Fault
Moved its fingers
Through the ground
Terra cotta shattered
And the walls came
Tumbling down

O, promised land
O, wicked ground
Build a dream
Tear it down

O, promised land
What a wicked ground
Build a dream
Watch it all fall down

"Seven Deadly Sins"

Well, of all those seven deadly sins
I wore around my neck for him:
Hunger, Anger, Lust and Greed,
Envy, Pride and Jealousy

There was one, I guess, that was the worst of all,
that gave a little push,
started the fall from grace that I took so hard,
I took so long, so long and far.

But I just couldn’t spend me another night
in the cold, cold bed of the butcher’s wife,
so afraid to fall asleep, afraid to wake,
and afraid to dream.

No, I just couldn’t stay, I couldn’t wait it out
and bite my tongue for another hour,
one more endless day,
day after night and night after day.

Well, it’s been a two-year stint in no man’s land.
Nobody here really gives a damn
so why can’t we call it a draw
in the bloody war to end all wars?

In the bloody war
In the bloody way
In the bloody, bloody war
In the bloody, bloody war

Well, I’m far too quick with the poison pen,
can’t believe I’m writing again after all these goddamned years.
And someday when the ghosts have all gone home,
far too late to be rattling bones, then will you lay me down,
lay me down? Oh, will you let it be?

Such a bloody war
Such a bloody war
Such a bloody, bloody war
Such a bloody war
Such a bloody war
Such a bloody, bloody war

"Seven Years"

How did I love you?
There was no measuring
Far above this dirty world
Far above everything
In your tower over it
You were clean

So warm and insightful
Were you in my eyes
I was sure the rightful
Guardian of my life
Damn you betrayer
How you lied

But for seven years
You were loved
I laid golden orchid crowns
Around you feet

For seven years
I bowed down
To touch the ground
So wholly your devotee

You were
All that I could see

I've got my sight now
I see everything you hid
So don't you try to right now
All the wrong you did
I might forget you
But not forgive

But for seven years
You were loved
I laid golden orchid crowns
Around your feet

For seven years
I bowed down
To touch the ground
So wholly your devotee

For seven years
You were so revered
I made offerings of
Anything and everything I had

You were
All that I could see

"Soldier, Soldier"

Said, "soldier, now soldier
Would you marry me
Before the fight comes on?"

"how can I marry
Such a pretty little girl
When I got no suit to put on?"

Well she went to the dry goods store
Hard as she could run
She bought the finest
Little suit in the store,
"come on soldier put this on"

Said, "soldier, now soldier
Would you marry me
Before the fight comes on?"

"how can I marry
Such a pretty little girl
When I got no shoes to put on"

Well she went to the dry goods store
Hard as she could run
She bought the finest
Little shoes in the store
"come on soldier put these on"

Said, "soldier, now soldier
Would you marry me
Before the fight comes on?"

"how can I marry
Such a pretty little girl
When I got no hat to put on?"

Well she went to the dry goods store
Hard as she could run
She bought the finest
Little hat in the store
"come on soldier put this on"

Said, "soldier, now soldier
Would you marry me
Before the fight comes on?"

"how can I marry
Such an ugly little girl
When I got a pretty wife at home?"

"Spring And Fall: To A Young Child"

MARGARET, are you grieving
Over Goldengrove unleaving?
Leaves, like the things of man, you
With your fresh thoughts care for, can you?
Ah! as the heart grows older
It will come to such sights colder
By and by, nor spare a sigh
Though worlds of wanwood leafmeal lie;
And yet you will weep and know why.
Now no matter, child, the name:
Sorrow's springs are the same.
Nor mouth had, no nor mind, expressed
What heart heard of, ghost guessed:
It is the blight man was born for,
It is Margaret you mourn for.

"Sweet And A Lullaby"

There's not a rose where I seek
comely as my baby's cheek
There's not a comb of honey-bee,
So full of sweets as babe to me
And it's O! so sweet
Sweet and a lullaby

There's not a star that shines on high
Brighter than my baby's eye
Not a boat upon the sea
Can dance like baby does for me
And it's O! so sweet
Sweet and a lullaby

And it's O! so sweet
Sweet and a lullaby

No silk has ever spun so fine
As the hair of baby mine

My baby smells more sweet to me
smells of spring in the elder tree
And it's O! so sweet
Sweet and a lullaby