forty nine reasons all in a line
all of them good ones
all of them lies
drifting with my lady
we're oldest of friends
need a little work and there's fences to mend
steady girl
she was my world
till the drifter come
now she's gone
i let that man play his hand
i let them go
how was i to know
i'm down on my knees
nobody left to please
now it's over
they left in the spring
her and the drifter
lookin' for beautiful things
something happening here
what it is ain't exactly clear
there's a man with a gun over there
telling me i got to be ware
we got to stop children
watch that sound
look what's going down
what a field day
what a heat
and there's a thousand people on the street
singing songs and care inside