Riverine cities, loading docks and cobblestones
Suit dudes street foods, and a sign saying “payday loans”
Red brick buildings, guardians of civic pride
All this for us on our American ride

Whitestone, Yellowstone, wide prairies and big skies
Small town Main Street sweet hellos and sad good byes
High breeze in the tall trees, teardrops on the Great Divide
All this for us on our American ride

Our American ride, our American ride
Our American ride, all this for us on our American Ride

Ugly big trucks choking up the interstates
Sunlit vineyards rolling through the Finger Lakes
Smokies, Rockies, let’s see what’s on the other side
All this for us on our American ride

East coast low tide mud flats where the clams squirt
West coast high tide, surfer hits the big hurt
And those Gulf Coast shrimpers, they get no sleep, it’s a matter of pride
All this for us on our American ride

Our American ride, our American ride
Our American ride, all this for us on our American Ride

She and I in love and on the road
Was I ever that young and free?
And in my mind sometimes I’m still on the road
And she never said good bye to me

Kick ass brass bands, second lines, New Orleans
Kansas City and the Negro League field of dreams
Kid filled school yard, church steps and a beautiful bride
All this for us on our American ride

Our American ride, our American ride
Our American ride, all this for us on our American Ride

When you’re born too young
From a cold hand thrown
And you tumble and roll up to a door that’s not your own
And your heartbeats are too urgent
Every breath you take rumbles in your lungs
Trying to avoid suffocation when you’re born too young

When you’re born too young
You arrive too late
And you land your life on the wrong side of the gate
Heroics will be helpful but no medals will be hung
Around the neck of any rag tag hero who was born too young

When you’re born too young
When you’re born too young

We were born too young
In a field too far
I long to cup your cheeks but I don’t know where you are
And we collided at such high speed and both our bells were rung
Some bells never stop ringing when you’re born too young

When you’re born too young
When you’re born too young

Like a lake full of roses, sunset fills the window
Teardrops spring forth and then fall
She didn’t know that it was ending
She never thought about it ending at all

If you’ve never, If you’ve never been broken
Then you’ve never truly loved
I had a dream that I could reach her
And teach her things she’s gonna wanna know
She thinks this sadness will last forever
I want to tell her that it isn’t so

If you’ve never, If you’ve never been broken
Then you’ve never truly loved

I am a love song and she can’t hear me
Because I’m playing too far away
But I’m moving, moving closer
Hoping she’ll sing with me come one fine day

If you’ve never, If you’ve never been broken
Then you’ve never truly loved

I’ve been away too long, I’m coming home
I’ve been away too long, now I’m coming home
Where Penelope weaves and waits for me
She could be walking that rocky shore where the land receives the sea
I’ve sailed rough seas, I’m coming home,
Those wine-dark seas, now I’m coming home
I can feel the breath of the evening breeze
Old ghost walking in the mist through the olive trees

So many companions, fallen away
You chose me to lead and I led you astray

(can I ever will I ever let it go, can it be all right . . . )

I miss my child, I’m coming home
I miss my child, I’m coming home
Open your arms, come and embrace me
I’m coming home, home to where I fought to be

If you want to get an “A” then you gotta be schoolish
If you want to know wisdom better begin by being foolish
If you want be the boss well then bossy’s what you better be
If you want to take it easy then loosen your grip
If you want to make a getaway give them the slip
If you want to keep it simple start living in the key of C

But if you want to write a song
Because you’re baby ain’t there
Or let the whole world know
That you’re a fool to care
Then you gotta be desperate
Better be desperate
Desperate, it’s best to be desperate

If you want to be well then you better get better
If you want to be free then unfasten your fetter
If you want to be treated kindly then you better be kind
If you want to get to heaven then you better be saintly
Because they’ll never let you in friend saintly you ain’tly
But if it’s hell you want to visit there’s a special little place in your mind

But if you want to write a song
Because you’re baby ain’t therecf
Or let the whole world know
That you’re a fool to care
Then you gotta be desperate
Better be desperate
Desperate, it’s best to be desperate

I’ve been rained on, and I’ve been the rain
Lifted up by love, and by love left blue
And I’ve been the medicine to ease other’s pain
So I’ve been told, so it may be true

But I know I’m no hero now nor was I in my prime
On the long crawl down love’s twisted avenue
Still taking orders from this disordered heart of mine
I just do what I’m told to do

I know what love is / I know what love is
I know the deal I know the drill
How love can heal how love can kill
I know what love is, I know what love is
I’ve been spying on me and recording what I see and I see what love is

I’ve been the shattered glass and I’ve thrown the stone
Lost in love song and in the silence too
With a lover I’ve was complete, with another I’ve was alone
But every time I fell in love I felt brand new

And now the world has turned me out and time has turned me old
What a funny thing for them to do
If no one hears my story, still the story will be told
And it’ll always do what I tell it to

I know what love is / I know what love is
I know the deal I know the drill
How love can heal how love can kill
I know what love is, I know what love is
I’ve been spying on me and recording what I see and I see what love is
And I know what love is
I’ve been paraded through the town just another love-starved naked clown
Being shown what love is

You must have changed in a million ways
But whereever we go there’s something that stays
Essential and true, perfectly you
In the eye of my memory that’s the one I see
Wherever you live whoever you’re with there will always be
A piece of you as a part of me

We were so young, I was so confused
No head in my hat, no feet in my shoes
But that’s no excuse for any abuse
Of the dignity of your innocent love for me
And wherever you’ve gone, whatever you’ve done
There will always be
A piece of you as a part of me

All the life that went on behind those eyes
If I could see it right now would I be surprised?
I never let it shine through
So I never really know you
But there’s a part of me that begs to disagree
Wherever you are how near or how far
There will always be
A piece of you as a part of me

I was running from a busted love and so were you
On the day that we came into each other’s view
And by some seeming blast of magic soon found ourselves crazy in love

And that was the beginning of all that’s occurred
The melodies made, the maladies cured
The sickness of the soul giving way to the touch of a soulful friend
Sometimes I close my eyes and see things that might’ve been
Sometimes I see your face and I fall in love again

When the one you love and you have shared your billionth breath
There is no way to explain it, it’s like birth or death
It’s been celebration crisis sorrow pleasure trading places with pain

Everybody’s got reasons they could second-guess
Maybe you go to make it big and only make a big mess
Or try to fix something you broke but you don’t know where to begin
I’ve made more than one mess and I’ve broken more than one thing
Sometimes I see your face and I fall in love again

Every couple could write a dark couplet
Every marriage has various lives
As for you and me baby don’t you agree we’ve put some battles into the annals
Of husbands and wives . . .

Don’t want to add to the confusions that already exist
I want to make an explanation that you can’t resist
But love’s such a conundrum and defining it an ancient game

And time has gotta be the greatest mystery
That they even found a name for it amazes me
But only love and time together could have carried me to where I am
Standing here with this suitcase in my hand
Sometimes I see your face and I fall in love again

Might have been a seashore / strip of chrome along a car door
Dust in a sunbeam settling on a window sill
But living needs a light touch / don’t wanna love it too much
Don’t wanna cling to that silhouette on the hill

Silhouette on the hill . . . . Silhouette on the hill . . . Silhouette on the hill . . .

Wish I was a young man / glad I ain’t a young man
Neither one of us could stand to stand still
Time is a natural disaster / and now it’s moving even faster
Dragging me past that silhouette on the hill

Silhouette on the hill . . . . Silhouette on the hill . . . . Silhouette on the hill . . . .
Said the whisperer to the whisperee “come closer dear, come close to me
I might have misunderstood, my hearing ain’t too good
Said the whisperee to the whisperer “I wasn’t talking to you I was talking to her”
He says “oh snap” goes takes a nap, dreams that scar on his face turns black

In the little town of Big Toe / under the shelter of a rainbow
They were dipping in the colors and living from thrill to thrill
They ran all out of money / had to live on bugs and honey
Cozying up to that silhouette on the hill
Silhouette on the hill . . .

Lying on a lawn nothing going on
The silver sun reaching across the sky
Blood is on the boil oligarchy oil
Greasing the wings of the things that fly

Secrets are swarming in the street with their heavy loads
Chemical frogs are mating with mechanical toads
In the wind and the rain fly pieces of the broken code

Saying stay low, stay low, stay low oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

In and out of days, scattering of days
Where geography makes and unmakes itself
Darkness down the street heavy stomping feet
As history tries to unwrite itself

And the night like a mean drunk stumbles down the break of day
Kicking the daylight out in anything left in it’s way
And the morning calls time to run into the trees and play

But we’ve got to stay low, stay low, stay low oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

I know you want to stay high
And baby so do I / we both know why
Just gotta be a little stronger, wait a little longer
Longer stronger longer stronger

Stay low, stay low, stay low oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Maybe you’re walking along a beach road with your lover
Maybe you see something suspicious in that smile
Guess what your love has just become another stain laid down there to pave
That crooked mile

Maybe you got some news you thought that news was good news
Maybe you stepped out for some air just for a while
And that good news turned to bad news while you’re strolling on down
That crooked mile

Fate fate fate oh fate you’ve been so cruel
You send us places we don’t want to go
Fate fate fate oh fate you make us fools
You show us high and then you throw us low

Maybe you make your way on over to the county courthouse
And sit yourself on down to watch the trial
But soon you’re in the handcuffs, sherif’s pushing you on
Down the crooked mile

Fate fate fate oh fate you’ve been so cruel
You send us places we don’t want to go
Fate fate fate oh fate you make us fools
You show us high and then you throw us low

So you settle into cozy accommodations
It’s all arranged you’ll go out in comfort and in style
But the pills don’t work and you find you’re walking one last time
Down that crooked mile

There’s a whistle of a distant bird that calls so clear to me
Comes like a sudden shiver, like a jolt of memory
When the doubt dwelling in my head says my endeavors are all absurd
I disagree, come sing to me the whistle of a distant bird
Of the whistle of a distant bird

I’m tripping over time
Slipping out of space
I walk a high tight line, gotta loose shoelace
Through this wall of silence comes no word
Just the whistle of a distant bird

On the stairway of descending days / I will sing my remaining notes
When the light is leaning away from me
There’ll be a song stuck in my throat
Never really had a choice
Just had to march to the drum I heard
My parade was made to the music of
The whistle of a distant bird

I’m tripping over time
Slipping out of space
I walk a high tight line, gotta loose shoelace
Through this wall of silence comes no word
Just the whistle of a distant bird
The whistle of a distant bird

Mama we got / papa we got / mama we got / papa we got

We got trouble mama, mama we got trouble
We got trouble papa, come see what the trouble is
We got trouble mama, mama we got trouble
Mama come see papa come see what the trouble is
Mama come see papa come see what the trouble is

Lenny was dazed, he ran out on main street
Tore off his clothes and he set them on fire
Started slapping his self to a furious drumbeat
And singing like a one man end-times choir
Lenny was singing like a one man end-times choir

We got trouble mama, mama we got trouble
We got trouble papa, come see what the trouble is
We got trouble mama, mama we got trouble
Mama come see papa come see what the trouble is
Mama come see papa come see what the trouble is

Mama we got / papa we got

We need a merciful ministering angel
Cried Lenny to the crowd and the crow agreed
But a woman from a window cried “we don’t need no angel
Any mercy coming is gonna come from you and me
Any mercy coming down here gotta come from you and me

We got trouble mama, mama we got trouble
We got trouble papa, come see what the trouble is
We got trouble mama, mama we got trouble
Mama come see papa come see what the trouble is
Mama come see papa come see what the trouble is