Garden I

Hound dog was a great companion
Watched over my home
Kept the deer outside my garden
Earned himself a bone

Bones them bones yes I put them in the garden
Out there by the rose bush in the corner to the north
Bones them bones let the green grass grow around them
I won’t tell a soul until I’m very old

Garden III

Got a little bit of soul
Got a little bit of rock'n'roll in my bones
Don't you bury me when I'm old
I'm-a need 'em when I'm reborn
When I'm reborn

The garden that you planted's doing well
I thought you'd like to know
A hound dog growin' on the hound dog's bones
It reminds me of the time I met you long ago

And said "Darlin' let's let our hair grow long
We can work on a farm maybe live on a mountain
I got an old hound dog that likes to run
He needs a lot of room and he hates to be chained up

He's just like me, just like we are supposed to be
Just like me, just like we are supposed to be
Just like me, just like we are supposed to be
Just like me, just like we are supposed to be

The mountain's sinking and the river's rising
And the sky is falling and I fear I'm dying
The forest is creeping and I cannot stop it
I don't want to try now I can't remember how
I used to dream about the valley highways
That's before I was chained to the country by-way
And you left me, let freedom tear us apart, tear us apart

And we're singing "Darlin' let's let our hair grow long
We can work on a farm maybe live on a mountain
I got an old hound dog that likes to run
He needs a lot of room and he hates to be chained up

He's just like me, just like we are supposed to be
Just like me, just like we are supposed to be
Just like me, just like we are supposed to be
Just like me, just like we are supposed to be

Gasoholic

Gasoholic, gasoholic
I don’t care what you call it
Gasoline drips
From your faucet

I’m freaked out by the blinking
And all the stinking
Eyeball winking
Someone threw the kitchen sink in
Is that your gasoline driping

Gasoholic. . . .

Water fire
Electrons in the wires

Fill it up, fill it up fill it up fill it up
Oh yeah
Fill it up, fill it up, fill it up, fill it up
All right
Fill it up, fill it up, fill it up, fill it up
‘til its high
Fill it up, fill it up, fill it up, fill it up
All night

Girl Back Home

I already got a girl back home
I already got a girl back home
Prettiest little girl that I’ve ever known
I’ve already got a girl back home

I think you’re mighty nice but I must say
I think you’re mighty nice but I must say
Maybe some day but I’m still blown away
By that pretty little girl that I had to leave back home

So if you want to take me for a ride
If you want to take me for a ride
I might not want to stay but I cannot oblige
If you want to take me for a ride

‘Cause I got a white light on my face
I got a white light on my face
It may be wrong but I’ve got to embrace
That white light shining on my face

Planes crash, trains wreck, and cars spin around
I’m not the kind of guy that’s good at waiting ‘round
I’m leaving the country and moving to town
But I wish that I was homeward bound

‘Cause I already got a girl back home . . .

Goodbye Mary

I made it to Nebraska
I'm gonna turn around
I don't want to go to Maryland

Twenty and four hundred
Miles upon the map
Since my last state of consciousness

I'm sorry that you're waiting
And I never will arrive
I don't want to go to Maryland
No further will I drive

Goodbye Mary
Hello Jane

I'm sorry that I wasted
All that time back there in school
Getting high in Maryland

My apologies to Baltimore
I always played the fool
But I was just a fool in love with you

I guess I'll never finish now
It's meaningless to me
Life is for the living
Not college degrees

Goodbye Mary
Hello Jane

I've got twenty and four hundred
Fair haired beauties on my arm
Twenty and four hundred
Faithless fillies on the farm
Twenty and four hundred
Restless reasons on the page
And everyone of them is just the same
As these miles on the gauge

Goodbye Mary
Hello Jane

Got No Friends

Got no friends in Arizona
Got no friends in old utah
And when I get to colorado
I won’t know a soul there at all

So stay a little longer, baby
I sure need your company
Cause in the morning I’m gonna leave
I’m gonna cross this wide country

The planes they’re making don’t fly high enough
The trains are running off their track
My engine just said bye to my garage
He don’t know when he’s coming back

So stay a little longer, baby. . .

Saving up my latest misfortune
I’m riding with the dust on the wind
There’s holes in my shoes my buttons are loose
There’s no telling where I have been

When I see the sun arising
From the east atlantic shore
Its not because I woke up early
But I stayed up from the night before

Just staying a little longer, my baby . . .

Greta Ties Up Horses

Greta ties up horses for a living
She ain’t so good at singing
But she’ll make a mare meow

She lives up on a porch made for sitting
I swear I’m not kidding
Cause she’s never lying down

If you want to try you might catch her
But you’ll never see her after
She wants to be alone

When she comes around the horses knicker
Yes their tails swish and flicker
Up and down the barn

Greta ties, Greta ties,
Greta ties up horses
Greta ties up horses in the barn

Greta ties up horses for a living
She slaps them and forgives them
When they mess around

She knows all of the knots that she’s tying
Without even trying
She’s got them memorized

She’s meaner than a whip that’s been a snapping
Or her spurs that have been slashing
From her cowgirl boots I’m told

But if you’re lucky you just might see her smiling
After she’s been out riding
Ole’ Bessie on the ridge

Greta ties, Greta ties,
Greta ties up horses
Greta ties up horses in the barn

When I’m talking Greta never listens
It's like I’m not existing
Though I see her every day

Feeding from the hay truck I’ve been rolling
Every evening every morning
And the summer’s almost done

Greta won’t be staying through the winter
Though the thought makes me shiver
She’ll be going away to school

And when she’s back in may she’ll be a woman
And this farm boy won’t be doing
Anything for her

Greta ties, . . .