Lyrics:
Slipping on through the sensors
Tripping over rails and fences
Slipping on through the sensors
Made in the mists of the abyss.
Slipping
Red winged blackbird on a split rail fence I ain't seen since god knows when months ago up in Illinois along the Sangamon with my wife and boy
the morning I left
The hum of the bees in the hay
The farther I walk, the harder they talk
How silent it seems here today
There's an old rail fence
nothing short of heaven's waiting there for me
Picture the morning sun a white rail fence and watch the meadow glisten
There's a newborn baby calf down
may be as ugly as an old mud-rail fence
But I'm loaded with hillbilly charm
It's my life and no wife of mine's gonna tell me
I can't go and have me
Then it was dust in Illinois
a small boy
After an afternoon of carting
dung hung
On a rail fence
a sapped thing
weary to cry
Dark was
from here
They started talking over by the rail fence
It looked like Papa was getting mad
Walked to the house and papa was crying
Papa never cried and I
still be there if you wanna
Smoke marijuana
For me it took longer
Inhales that turn into hitting tails
It put up a splitting rail fence
Between me
Safety rail
Save me, a fence to barricade me
Deter the bravery, the fire I see
On my torch, I don't wanna escape
From this comfort
Safety rail
Save
rail fence that we built, inch by inch
Surrounding the old family graves
And there's one gravestone standing all alone
There waiting to join me in
mud-rail fence
But I'm loaded with hillbilly charm
Yeah it's my plan, and no man of mine's gonna tell me
I can't go and have me some fun
So before that
you were not that strong wind or that mighty sound
that left the barn in shambles, the rabbit hutch in ruins
the split - rail fence splintered
Two old crows sat on a fence rail.
Two old crows sat on a fence rail,
Thinking of effect and cause,
Of weeds and flowers,
And nature's laws.
One
NETHERROCK AND SOUL SAND
IRON DOOR WOODEN DOOR RAIL LADDER FENCE SIGN
WOOL WITH COLORS FROM BLACK TO WHITE
SNOW SAPLING SUGAR CANE FLOWER ROSE
BROWN MUSHROOM
All I taught you's how to fail
On the fence, off the rails
Now all you need me for is bail
On the fence, off the rails
I tried to make things
the trails
Now ahead or behind are fences and rails
We've outlived the lifetime and ran out of room
But every hand finally throws up his hat to the moon
year might bring me luck; win in another game
There's a magpie on a fence rail; that's callin' out my name
And he calls me home, To my Sweet Wyoming
He’s felt the chill of city winds
And heat from desert roads
Thirty-one and fence rail thin
Still chasin’ rodeos
Each call home his mama scolds him
I
loss', so they say
Enter the fence rails, little one
The young live on 'till parents are gone
What a bad disease
Poor girl's deceased
It's
Took some old tin roof, hammer and nails Creosote poles and cedar fence rails
Spent one whole day and an afternoon
Puttin it together and when he was
Hair pulled back in a pony tail
Tall and skinny as a fence post rail
Tattooed sleeves runnin up and down my arms
Cowgirl boots just a little bit
A blue rose grows in my garden
Among the iris and the daffodils
It all scattered blue as tears
Along the fences and the rails
A blue rose grows in
Curb my devotion
To knowing how to tell
When a story is an ocean thats been overfished and under sailed
I'm on the fence or off the rails
Cut off my
the life is fancy and free
Gonna sit and fan on my fat divan
While the butler buttles the tea
But for now I'm facing the fences
And I can't afford to relax
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