gazing on a frozen winter pond
kids in the backseat of a car parked on a lawn
my mouth was tame
but my dreams were wild
i saw the devil as a child
he lived in a house down on lincoln lane
he sat at the attic window
knocking on a pane
the ghost of indian slaves and more
parading by his door
my mama and father met in an old corral
got married in a hurry
but it never did work out
a stone on inset before a storm
ain't always standing in the morning
wound up in a michigan fishing town
i worked at the hospital keeping the grounds
i fell in love with a girl
with nordic eyes
tried to make her realize
when the world is all afire
the swallow flies
i met her at the diner in the night to say goodbye
i like my coffee black and strong
i told my love to run along