Where do you start? At the beginning Where do you go? To the end Just playing a part An unwashed american Riding again, to find a friend And I feel terrible Like its already to late Almost unbearable Just wanting to be great Criminal, no escape Where do you hide? where no one can find…
Category: Nathan Moore
You Don’t Have to Say You’re Sorry (til ya go)
Baby you might ruin me the way you been undoin me turnin’ me into something I don’t know. You been bringing me to my senses. You’ll be leaving me defenseless, but you don’t have to say you’re sorry til ya go. I like the way these mornings taste. I like living without haste. I like…
Yeah Yeahy
All I ever wanted was hand to mouth. To live off the land somewhere in the south. To have a little garden and a child or two. And a little lady sayin’ I Love You. Here I am waiting tables, my shift is hardly through. Yeah, yeahy There’s indians in picture books dancin’ for the…
When I’m Gone
When I’m gone, when I’m gone, what will happen to my songs when I’m gone, when I’m gone? Will they make it to the children who seem to pick up what remains. Will they make it through the valley or just slide down the drain. When I’m gone, when I’m gone, what will happen to…
Van Go
Van go, ever thought of working for a living? Van go, what yet another painting? Van go, is that all you care about- the world through your eyes on the canvas that you’re painting then don’t be surprised. If that’s all you care about you’ll never get nowhere, no doubt. Can’t you see that poverty…
Tomorrow
tomorrow I’l quit smoking tomorrow I’l quit smoking tomorrow I’l quit smoking I always say. FG tomorrow I’l quit smoking never today tomorrow I’ll start working tomorrow I’ll start working tomorrow I’ll start working I always say. tomorrow I’ll start working never today tomorrow I will write you tomorrow I’ll be leavin tomorrow I might…
Timberjack Joe
Timberjack Joe, Timberjack Joe where’d you go? Timberjack Joe Back to Buois thinning dead wood. Back to the Rockie’s eternal spring. Gone away to to kiss the blarney. Turn me loose and I’ll never be the same. Timberjack Joe, Timberjack Joe where’d you go? Timberjack Joe Listen to the gentle breeze a blowin’. Tuffy and…
Thank Ya Baby
It was a good choice and it was well made. Pacific Avenue, mocha latte. Under an awning in a light rain. Yawning with each passing phrase. Thank ya baby, for the big warm bed, the burnt toast and the scrambled eggs. Now, I’m headin’ down the highway on my own two leggs. Don’t you forget…
Talkin’ Walkin’ Round Town Blues
Looking back I’d say ignorance is bliss but the ignorant sure aren’t blissful looking around. But I’m right on track, can’t go back, might as well head on into town. Once you loved a woman strong and true who knows about life and can tell about you, it’s hard to settle for any of these…
Summer of My Fall
If a woman wants the moon she takes the man in it. If a woman wants the world she looks away. A woman’s smile is like the Mayflower sailing on April rain. A woman’s love is like a lifetime… Keeps on going even after its gone. All I know of time and distance, I learned…
I Still Cook For Two
Now I lie alone in bed, two pillows around my head. Got one toothbrush by the bathroom sink and plenty of time to think. But I still cook for two, I still cook for two. Enough for me and enough for you. Last night I made brussell sprouts. They was ninety-nine cents a pound. Made…
Silly Like a Goose
I had a gal, she was the prettiest gal. She turned me on then turned me loose. Now she won’t even be my pal. Silly like a goose. Silly like a goose yall. Silly you are, silly you’ll always be. The cure for life will kill ya boys. Gather round, let’s make some noise. Everything…