You don't know the darkness in my heart
summer days drain down in coffee grounds
read a cold destruction in my eyes
feel pealing thunder from the skies

and I rock and I roll
and I roll a big stone on your grave

Truckstop girl will paint her face and fire her grill and burns you off my mind
Heavy wind with heavy water now avoid the trooper's daughter baby take your order any time

Truckstop girls know every lie avoid her eyes and any driver here
Heavy wind with heavy water now keep your eyes on the quarter
watch it watch it watch me disappear

and I rock and I roll
and I roll a big stone on your grave

Heighdy ho heighdy hi
One hundred twenty fifth street on a midnight creep.
All you need for tonight is forty-five dollars for a Valentine’s special.
They brushed his hair and beat him tenderly.
That fool thought death didn't know his name.

Don't hold it so tight, it's gonna bruise your head
you don't need that tonight, all you need in New York
is forty-five dollars and a Valentine’s special.
They beat his breast and singed him tenderly.
That fool thought death didn't know his name.

Yes sir, yes ma'am, don't work 'round here
babe don't go unconscious ‘til you’ve had enough.
They'll ride you hard and put you up wet
just so you don't forget the whole wide world is looking for love.

Only seconds past midnight and her leg so high
and her smile so sweet.
All you need in New York is a heart as cold as railroad steel.
They broke his bank and kissed him tenderly.
That fool thought death didn't know his name.

Sally died, how did she die?
Oh Sally died, how did she die?
She died like this, oh she died like this

Sally’s living, where’s she live?
Oh she lives in a country called Tennessee
She wears short short dresses up above the knee
She like to shake that thing wherever she goes
She wanna shake that thing wherever she go

Sally died, oh Sally died just like a cherry tree
Oh she died like this, oh she died like this

Sally’s living, where’s she live?
Oh she lives in a country called Tennessee
She wears short short dresses up above the knee
She gonna shake that thing wherever she goes
She gonna shake that thing wherever she go

He look sissy sissy sissy sis
Hang down sissy sissy sissy sis
Touch the ground sissy sissy sissy sis
Turn around sissy sissy sissy sis

Oh Sissy wa wa
I found my lover
He’s so sweet
Just like a cherry tree

Crazy Hannah’s riding the train
drinking and cursing and acting insane
Crazy Hannah’s making a fuss
stop this train put her on the bus
Crazy Hannah’s riding the train, Crazy Hannah

Crazy Hannah’s drunk again
loud and messy and eyeing all the men
Hannah’s crazy and riding the train
drinking in the club car and making a scene

Crazy Hannah’s drinking more and more
someone pick her up and put her out the door
playing her music much too loud
conductor’s pissed off and so is the crowd

Poor old Hannah’s crazy as a loon
riding this train and don’t know what she’s doing
she don’t know if she’s coming or going
she don’t care while the beer keeps flowing

I’m lukewarm Lord, neither hot nor cold
who’s gonna pour water on me tonight?
my mouth is sweet as honey, my belly told me so
who’s gonna pour water on me tonight?

I’m oversexed and the Lord He provides
who’s gonna pin a hundred dollars on me tonight?
gonna run the devil up the flagpole
who’s gonna pin a hundred dollars on me tonight?

Old black Mattie’s got no change of clothes
girl got drunk and throw her clothes outdoors

I like my man who is thick at the root
get back woman you messing my stuff up
my baby giggle he don’t give a hoot
get back woman you messing my stuff up

I gotta man, I gotta man
I gotta man who wants my love and affection
I don't pay him no attention ‘cause I gotta nother man

I gotta word, I gotta word
I gotta word for the man who says he loves me to my soul
don't come round me with your pocket full of holes
cause I gotta word, I gotta word
and I hope he don't come knockin' too late

Charlie combing his pompadour
watch hisself disappear
‘neath the weight of that great Nebraska sky.

Sometimes he felt his soul flap around
like a torn out windowshade
in the empty house where his mama died.

When the headaches got bad
there were visions Charlie had
of a cornfield with Christ a-floating high.

Christ the carpenter is nigh
Master of the Badlands
hammering people down
like crooked nails.

A 49 Merc running flat out to nowhere
with the needle pinned, running flat out to nowhere
past the withered fields and the jerkwater towns
like Indian smoke drifting high and wafting down.

When the night heat got bad
some more visions Charlie had
runnin' flat out on the blacktop center line.

And the sun bloomed millions a roses
red as blood, dripping like tears
and he’s hammering people down like crooked nails.

If you could only check into a sorryass motel
one of those places where the headlights glide across the wall
big trucks wheeling by and by and by.

If you could only fall asleep and sleep for years
where souls of sleeping children slide down walls like tears
souls of sleeping children that you never had.

If you could only sleep forever in a sorryass motel
‘round souls of sleeping children in a crummy damn motel
just so long, see you later, adios, farewell.

If you could only
fall asleep and sleep for years.

Justice in bed, justice down south
Just us in the morning with you runnin off your mouth
All last night you was a holy rolluh
Now baby you a broken down Ford

The history steamin’ off the history book's pages
Your story's history’s highly outrageous
Roll you on a crate a RC Cola
Cause baby you’re a broken down Ford

Like sweet honeysuckle from the honeybee
Like teeth gone to chatter from a sweet ice tea
Like a sleepy banty rooster 'neath a magnolia tree
Who cain't cocka doodle doo anymore

Justice in Biloxi, Mississippi by the sea
Jes 2 lazy people cain’t sleep and hardly eat
Start you up and roll your engine ovuh
This moanin' you my broken down Ford

Well it’s up to you, it’s up to you
It’s up to you, it’s entirely up to you
Throw you on a crate a RC Cola
Baby you’re my broken down Ford

The wife girds for the coming storm
The fisherman shrugs and won't take warning
They don't belong together on this earth
they had minutes of wonderful nights
seconds of pure delight
But they ain't right together on this earth.

The household prays an act divine
Transfers their demons to a herd of swine
They don't belong together on this earth
The prayers they make demand the right
|to seconds of pure delight
But they ain't right together on this earth.

Mary waits beside the tomb
The foolish brides wait for the groom
They don't belong together on this earth
The foolish brides wait day and night
for seconds of pure delight
But they ain't right together on this earth.

The righteous long to live like Buddha
Young King David wails for Judah
They don't belong together on this earth
The righteous long all day and night
for seconds of pure delight
But they ain't right together on this earth                 
No they ain't right together on this earth.

On a bed of earth dying drunken in the sunlight
You hear the sounds of grasses as they’re being born and
Now the light of God is descending to the shadows
the sun’s a crack He tore into the sky this morning

Now everyone alive passes death’s door without singing
But you die enchanted, spilling music

Let my heart be a cricket and die singing slowly
Let women sow me into wet black earth by hand
Transubstaniate my blood into the rosy mud
where farmers sink their spades and fertilize the land

Now everyone alive passes death’s door without singing
But you die enchanted, spilling music

Old friend of the beetles and frogs that lie in shadows
sunbeams that toast you late Indian summer
Carry off your soul and turn it into light

Her eyes glowed with trouble like the end of a cigarette
like the end of a cigarillio, her eyes glowed with trouble
burning in trouble like the tip of a cigarillio in the back in the dark
in a honky tonk whisky with rank cigarillios
a whip-or-will’s crying in a Hank Williams number that she can’t forget

Tears for the clear falling true harmony
til the dead looking trees dress in leaves
and the stars of country music greet the spring

Shake the rain from your hat and walk inside a silhouette
deep back in the shadow shake rain from your hat
then fade into black in the back of a barroom in Montaña in the rain
“Always late” in a barroom the jukebox is sighing a Lefty Frizzell song
with a steel guitar whine I’ll never forget

Tears for the clear falling true harmony
til the dead looking trees dress in leaves
and the stars of country music greet the spring

Wave so long Triana on the way to Montaña
the clouds in that country get lost in the canyons
they pass the horizon to dissolve in Montaña so dry and far away
the letters to daughters from old mother countries
say Patsy Cline’s singing for an old love who faded but she can’t forget

Tears for the clear falling true harmony
til the dead looking trees dress in leaves
and the stars of country music greet the spring

Honey I’m scared of the fields covered with dew
now I lay me down to sleep
if I die before I wake
My frozen heart belongs to you

What’s that sounding so far away?
the wind blowing through the window darlin

I dressed you up in jewels this morning
Why’d you leave me standing on this road?
When you leave me the whipoorwill’s crying
And the green vine make wine no more
He’s mourning what he loved before
And now loves no more.

You’ll never know little darlin
How I ‘d love you in the early mornings
In the early dawn
when the hard rain shakes the bird’s nest off the vine.

What’s that sounding so far away?
the wind blowing through the window darlin.

The coal black wind rode in south to East St. Lou
Felt the heat close in, Mister Heat how do you do
Then she turns to read the spraypaint on the wall
said “down in hell the devil wear overalls”

It was a demon police said “baby can I accompany you”
She presented her revolver to suggest a different point of view
Dead seraph frozen where he falls
Down in hell where the devil wear overalls

“Through the bars of East St. Louis lives the dead frontier riverboat days”
where the gamblers and the rounders bet rights to their rowdy ways
police and lawyers can’t win hands at all
Down in hell where the devil wear overalls

Well I packed up my suitcase and I started for the train
Down deep in my soul I thought I felt a spreading stain
Down in hell the devil wear overalls
And the damned ride a train they call the Cannonball