too far gone
Now you're just losin' your mind

Wanting to get away
One more fix you'll be o.k.
The things ya do
Try and try to talk you down
You're so damn high, can't hear a sound
Oh, what's going on ?

Once you start
You can't stop
Start to shake
Fall apart
Engine's burnin' burnin' out of time
You're too far gone
Now you're just losin' your mind

Pass through time
Without a move
You're the one that's being used
If you'd look
You must might find
But you're too far gone
Now you're just losin' your mind



Horse Called War

If the end be a comin'
I soon be a bummin'
All you Jesus freaks I hope you're wrong
I've got so much left to live for
All these religions without God's supervision
All you Jesus freaks you kill yourselves
All in the name of the Lord

You're gonna meet your maker
Soon he be comin' to town
You tear the horse a comin'
Mercy on your soul when you're found

Been out ridin'
Ridin' a horse called war
Ain't no denyin'
You can't bury a horse called war

All of this hatin'
Just social masturbation
All you Jesus freaks we need you now
What the hell are you waiting for
Through all the pollution
Ain't seen no solution
For you Jesus freaks that ride the horse called war

You're gonna meet your maker
Soon he be comin' to town
You hear the horse a comin'
Mercy on your soul when you're found

Been out ridin'
Ridin' a horse called war
Ain't no denyin'
You can't bury a horse called war

Everyone's talkin'
But nobody's walkin'
We keep feedin'
It keeps eatin'
We'll be down, down, down on the killin' floor

You're gonna meet your maker
Soon he be comin' to town
You hear the horse a comin'
Mercy on your soul when you're found

Been out ridin'
Ridin' a horse called war
Ain't no denyin'
You can't bury a horse called war



Shine On

Take, take a little time
Son you can run
But there ain't nowhere you gonna hide
Now you done takin' all I done had
Paybacks be a comin'
So ya best start sayin' your prayers
Shine on
So I can find my way on back to you
Shine on
So I can shine my lovin' light on you

Ain't never comin' back
A better set of hands is where she be at
Don't go thinkin' you ain't done nothin' wrong
I'm the judge
I'm the jury
I'm gonna put your ass where you belong

[Chorus:]
Shine on
So I can find my way on back to you
Shine on
So I can shine my lovin' light on you

Take, take a little time
Son you can run
But there ain't nowhere you gonna hide
Now you done takin' all I done had
Paybacks be a comin'
So ya best start sayin' your prayers

[Chorus]

Ain't never comin' back
A better set of hands is where she be at
Don't go thinkin' you ain't done nothin' wrong
I'm the judge
I'm the jury
I'm gonna put your ass where you belong



Lovin' Women

I'm kinda sick Mama
Kinda down
Truckload of trouble child
Be what I found
And as I turn
To get away
Another spoken problem done
Got something to say

Lord, I gotta find my home
I need a lovin' woman
I can call my own
I'm just tired
Mama tired of runnin' alone
I need a lovin' woman
I can call my own

Ain't got no time
No time to think
Search me some gold child
Grab me a drink
Got's me a frown
Need to find a smile
Whether your grass is green or blue child
I'll walk the smile

Lord, I gotta find my home
I need a lovin' woman
I can call my own
I'm just tired
Mama tired of runnin' alone
I need a lovin' woman
I can call my own



Harvester Of Pain

The morning mist is burning slow
Blood on sons and brothers gonna flow
Tomorrow will I live,
I just don't know
Morning comes we march again
Into the fields of the killing man
Don't know where I'm going
Or just where I been

At times I feel so alone
Hope to find my way back home
Mama I done asked the Lord
He told me, Son, I just don't know...

Harvester of pain
I ain't the one to blame
Harvester of pain
Caught between the blue and the gray

Mama I done killed a man
Was told he wasn't part of the plan
Don't worry none
I be getting by best that I can
Every day's a living hell
The reapear be weaving his spell
Serageant take me aside
Tell me son, Peace ain't what we're here to sell...

At times I feel so alone
Hope to find my way back home
Mama I done asked the Lord
He told me, Son, I just don't know...

Harvester of pain
I ain't the one to blame
Harvester of pain
Caught between the blue and the gray



The Chosen One

Hey Papa, wanna thank you so
For who you is and what you be and all that ya do
You, yeh, you, you always taught me right from wrong
I ain't got much, but Papa I wrote you this song

All the pain and suffering I watched you ignore
From a poor boy, through the ruins of war
When my life is over and I done found my home
Just remember ... son you're not alone

A hard road is what it's gonna be
When I think of all you been and done
So glad I got to know ya Papa
So glad I was the chosen one
So glad I was the chosen one

You, yeh, you, always seemed find some time
Beyond my dying day, you'll always be a friend of mine
And you, ya left some big shoes to fill
I'll do my best to make ya proud
I promise that I will
All the pain and suffering I watched you ignore
From a poor boy, through the ruins of war
When my life is over and I done found my home
Just remember... son you're not alone

A hard road is what it's gonna be
When I think of all you been and done
So glad I got to know ya Papa
So glad I was the chosen one
So glad I was the chosen one



Sweet Jesus

Talkin' down the line
I nearly lost my mind
Nearly lost you babe
Think about you child
Through my sick and twisted smile
I nearly lost you babe
Shakin' in my hands
I just don't understand
I nearly lost ya mama
Lovin' just to hate
A war that just won't wait
I nearly lost ya babe

My eyes have gone blind
The past I just can't find
A flower to be saved
A flower for your grave
Mama at times I just don't know
Oh sweet Jesus
Where did I go?

What it was to be
Was kinda clear to see
Nearly lost ya babe
Ain't no backin' down
Caring, Cus I ain't nobody's clown
I nearly lost you babe
Breakin' down inside
Nearly lost you babe
Forever one more time
Until the day I die
I nearly lost ya babe

My eyes have gone blind
The past I just can't find
A flower to be saved
A flower for your grave
Mama at times I just don't know
Oh sweet Jesus
Where did I go?



Troubled Wine

Take your time, time
Take your time
Take it Mama
Take your sweet time
Take your time
Take it baby
Gonna get to you
Don't even try
Ain't gettin' by Mama
Think ya can but ya can't
Ain't no gettin' by babe
I'm gonna get to you

The bottom of the barrel is where I've been
And I'll always be
It's where I find reality
I ain't seein' clear no
And I don't wanna be
Just let me drown in my misery

Wine - I'll make you mine
Serve you a glass of my troubled wine
Tell me what you is
Tell me who you is
What you be
Lord I'll be your ship
Your ship sinkin' in the sea
Just take my hand
when you hurt
When you cry
When you bleed
A little ship
A little bit's all ya need
I'm always here for you

The bottom of the barrel is where I've been
And I'll always be
It's where I find reality
I ain't seein' clear no
And I don't wanna be
Just let me drown in my misery

Wine - I'll make you mine
Serve you up a glass of my troubled wine



Machine Gun Man

Tell me what a young man Mama
What's he got to live for
Tossed in the shuffle of everyday war
Searchin' for some trouble
Which I'm sure he will find
Spend your whole life fightin' son
Meet your dyin' time

It's a shame
It's a shame
The trigger be his only friend
It's a shame, oh yeh
But it ain't never gonna end

He's a pocketful of hate
That don't give a damn
What fate awaits the machine gun man?
Well, he ain't got no future
And he ain't got no plan
What fate awaits the machine gun man?

I can't see tomorrow
And I don't see today
Trail of confusion done leadin' my way
They say the only thing worth killin' Lord
Be killin' time
I say the only soul worth savin' now Mama
Resavin' mine

It's a shame
It's a shame
The trigger be his only friend
It's a shame, oh yeh
But it ain't never gonna end

He's a pocketful of hate
That don't give a damn
What fate awaits the machine gun man?
Well, he ain't got no future
And he ain't got no plan
What fate awaits the machine gun man?

He keeps shootin' mama like any old fool would do
Lord, the life he be leadin' ain't the one he has to choose
As he walks on out that door
Mama breaks down to cry
As she waves the machien gun man
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye...



Cry Me A River

I keep on runnin' baby
I keep on runnin'
But I just can't hide
No, I just can't hide
I keep on hurtin' baby
I keep on hurtin' so deep inside
So deep inside

Lord I need your smile
Child like the one I once knew
Made my grass green
And my blue skies blue
Lord was time when 2 was 1
Tell me now girl
Where've all the good times gone

Cry me a river
Wash my blues all away
Cry me a river
Girl you is my riverboat
Take me away
Is reachin' out my hand
Won't ya please help me to my feet once again
Tears fallin' like rain
Lord it's a time
When everybody needs a friend
Girl where've you been

Lord I need your smile
Child like the one I once knew
Made my grass green
And my blue skies blue
Lord was a time when 2 was 1
Where've all the good times gone

Cry me a river
Wash my blues all away
Cry me a river
Girl you is my riverboat
Take me away



Toe'n The Line

Hey, hey, won't you get yourself out my way
Yeh, yeh, I'm living life like it's my last day
It's got me comin'
It's got me going
Which way I just don't know
Lord, oh Lord, I thank you and I love you so

It's my obsession
It's a truckload of aggression
Come lookin' for a friend
I ask a question
You start messin' around with my head once again

I'm just toe'n the line

Mama don't you worry none
We're just toe'n the line

Yeh, yeh, it's a rush running through my veins
Yeh, yeah I'm gonna drive the wife insane
It's got me comin'
It's got me going
Which way I just don't know
Lord, oh Lord, I love you and I thank you so

It's my obsession
It's a truckload of aggression
Come lookin' for a friend
I ask a question
You start messin' around with my head once again

I'm just toe'n the line

A fist for your head
A fist for my cure
I'm tired of feeling weak
I'm tired of feeling small
I't gonna feel like this anymore

I'm just toe'n the line

Afterthought

Got me a fistful of creation
Ain't nothin' Mama I can't do
Build me your walls I'm gonna break on through
Won't ya tell me, won't ya tell me
Who I am and who I can't be
Well the loser be you
Cus I know it ain't me



Found A Friend

Time, take some time
If you wouldn't mind
Just a minute or two
Cus time done weighin' on my mind
Blinded my eyes
Not knowin' what to do
Alone I've held the hand of sorrow
Feelin' like I'm hangin' from the gallow
Lord won't ya please color my sky one time blue
When life's left town and run me through
I'm glad I found a friend in you

I tried Lord how I done tried
Not to break down when it was goodbye
And no one said it was gonna be easy
I found out that ain't no damn lie

Alone I done held the hand of sorrow
Feelin' like I'm hangin' from the gallow
Lord won't ya please color my sky one time blue
When life's left town run me through
I'm glad I found a friend in you



Fadin' Away

Should I feel lost
Or should I feel found
What should it be?
Up or down
Won't yo please help me...
Searching high
I'm searching low
Where might it be? A loss for words
That'll set me free

Fadin' away
Mama, it's been a year to the day

You ask for this
They sell you that
A better place
Is where I hope you're at
Who's gonna live and who's gonna die?
Is it hello or goodbye?
Could you tell me how
Could you tell me why

Fadin' away
Mama, it's been a year to the day

When the daisies are growing over top of me
Where is it that I go
Running out of time
Lord, I need to know

Fadin' away
Mama, it's been a year to the day



Hate Your Guts

I got the call Monday mornin'
Sometime around 9 a.m.
I felt down and out, left for dead,
Lost without a friend
Now how you live with yourself
Well child, I just don't know
But as far as I'm concerned I think ya
Really suck, you're rotten and you really blow

I hate your guts
I wish that you was dead
I hate your guts
You're damn right that's what I said
I hate your guts
And I wish that you was dead
I'd dig the holy myself
But I'd rather run ya over with my truck instead

Your first name should be ass
Your last name should be wipe
Believe me when I say this
Cus I've been shit on more than twice
Well it's funny how it works
It just seems to never end
Just when ya think ya had enough
They'll bend ya over and fuck ya once again !

I hate your guts
I wish that you was dead
I hate your guts
You're damn right that's what I said
I hate your guts
And I wish that you was dead
I'd dig the hole myself
But I'd rather run ya over with my truck instead

What's mine is mine
What's yours is mine
And that's the way it's gonna be
If ya got a problem with that ya little bastard
Don't ya come around to me
Now I've been doin' this now
For quite a many day
I'll rip off your nuts and
Shove them down your throat and
Head off on my merry way

Money-hungry and greedy
Child you're just downright wrong
Ya pissed me off so many times
I just had to write this song
Everyone's got their problems
And I know you sure got yours
But you make livin' child
Seem like a back breakin' chore

I hate your guts
I wish that you was dead
I hate your guts
You're damn right that's what I said
I hate your guts
And I wish that you was dead
I'd dig the hole myself
But, I'd rather run ya over with my truck instead