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Yeah the Graveyard back, yeah
Black Rain

(Mixed by) Graveyard pack
Jail house crowded
Black rain, black rain

Jail house pack
Graveyard crowded
my love a letter
That she'd understand

And write it by the river
Where the waters overflow
But I dream of pretty Saro
Wherever I go
the world and it ain't so big at all 
This time tomorrow what will we see 
Field full of houses, endless rows of crowded streets 
I don't where I'm going,
I met a little girl and I settled down
In a little house out on the edge of town
We got married, and swore we'd never part
Then little by little
I met a little girl and I settled down
In a little house out on the edge of town
We got married, and swore we'd never part
Then little by little
Stranger livin' in my house I'm writing this letter to you
There's a few odds and ends in my house that I neglected to do
Take care of the little
A car goes by and I see your face
A strangers face in the window
And I wish it was you
I'm in a room
Its a crowded room
A friend walks up to say
Snow in San Anselmo
The deer cross by the lights
The mission down in old San Rafael
A madman looking for a fight
A madman looking for a fight
It`s going to be a Red Letter Day (3) oh-oh
Why oh why oh why can`t we see eye to eye
All we do is argue and the years go rolling by
How on earth
And my mailpouch is usually empty by then not always but just about
Except for an accosional letter and they all wait anxiously
With sad eyes that said
I met a little girl and I settled down
In a little house on out on the edge of town
We got married, swore we'd never part
Then little by little we
a smile
The small crowded bar roars loud its approval of some verbal blow that she's dealt
By telling a trucker from the Redball Express to have intercourse
Burning bridges behind me
It's too late to turn back now
Burning bridges behind me
All I want is to forget you somehow

Found some letters you
a brand new life
With a great big house
And green initials on the towels
I should be happy now
Well, you got yourself a family
And you planted roots down by
streets
In a carnival
Of sights to see
All the cheap thrill seekers
The vendors & the dealers
They crowded around me

Have I been blind
Have I been
Houses of the holy
Was an album by led zeppelin
I bought it on eight track
Not on cd
Fades out in the middle
The way an eight track's s'posed
To tell the world I love you in letters eight miles high
And then I'll go to Russia to paint the Kremlin blue
To paint the world by numbers is all I want
a corpse across a crowded street
And I smoked a cigarette
I stole a car with a baby in the seat
And I sold it on a bet

My life goes by in
the stock of letters tied in blue
The letters had been left there by a young girl there were ten and as I read the first
I found that they were from a boy in
Whoa yey yay chertay bebe
Told mama et told papa di joh dit zhay dit par bon

I got a house on stilts a five dollar bill
A settin' on the banks
Hello Muddah, Hello Fadduh! (A Letter from Camp)
Alan Sherman
Hello Muddah, hello Fadduh,
Here I am at Camp Grenada

Camp is very entertaining
streets
In a carnival
Of sights to see
All the cheap thrill seekers
The vendors & the dealers
They crowded around me 

Have I been blind
Have I been
And I'd write my love a letter that she'd understand
I'd write it by the river where the waters o'erflow
And I'll dream of Pretty Saro wherever I go
Yeah, house got too crowded clothes got too tight
And I don't know just where I'm going tonight
Out where the sky's been cleared by a good hard
Yeah, house got too crowded clothes got too tight
And I don't know just where I'm going tonight
Out where the sky's been cleared by a good hard