The Thirty Third Of August
Today there's no salvation band's packed up and gone I'm left standing with my penny in my hand Down at railroad station a blind man sings his song I think he sees things I don't understand. It's the 33rd of August And I'm finally touching down Eight days from Sunday Finds me Saturday bound. I stumbled through the darkness tumble to my knees A thousand voices screaming in my brain Wound up in a squad car busted down for vacancy Outside my cell it's sure as hell looks just like rain. It's the 33rd of August And I'm finally touching down Eight days from Sunday Finds me Saturday bound. I've put my dangerous feelings under lock and chain Killed my violent nature with a smile Let the demons danced and sang their songs within my fevered brain Not all my God like thoughts were defiled. It's the 33rd of August And I'm finally touching down Eight days from Sunday Finds me Saturday bound...
- Brown Eyed Handsome Man
- Just Across The Way
- Don't Play The Game
- Shutting Out The Light
- I May Never Pass This Way Again
- The Thirty Third Of August
- Yellow Haired Woman
- Where Love Has Died
- All Of Me Belongs To You
- Yes, Virginia (Remake)
- This Time Tomorrow (I'll Be Gone)
- Singer Of Sad Songs
- Sick And Tired
- Time Between Bottles Of Wine
- Must You Throw Dirt In My Face
- No Regrets
- Ragged But Right
- Honky Tonk Woman
- She Comes Running
- If I Were A Carpenter
- Donna On My Mind
- Rock, Salt And Nails
