cold cold ground (live)
waits, tom
crest fallen sidekick in an old cafe
never slept with a dream before he had to go away
there's a bell in the tower
don't worry about the army
when there's wood in the shed
there's a bird in the chimmney
when the road's washed out
they pass the bottle around
there's a ribbon in the willow
and a briar patch of berries
the cat'll sleep in the mailbox
and we'll never go to town
til we bury every dream in
gimme a winchester rifle and a whole box of shells
blow the roof off the goat barn
let it roll down the hill
i find we'll lay down together in the cold cold ground
call the cops on the breedloves
make a pile of trunk tires
bring a dollar with you baby
take a weathervane rooster
stop talking to the neighbors
and the dog that i've found
break all the windows in the