good as gold (stupid as mud)
beautiful south, the
don't know what i'm doing here
got enough money for one more beer
he'll carry on regardless
they'll bleed his heart 'til there's no more blood
carry on with brown under moonlit sky
or the palm that she reads
wind-swept ingrid bergman kiss
got one note to last all week
the hill to happiness is far too steep
dried his mouth in the memphis sun
tried to smile and he bit his tongue
or the palm that she reads
wind-swept ingrid bergman kiss
bronze is for the sick and the old
or the palm that she reads
wind-swept ingrid bergman kiss