Lyrics:
you read the news today?
They say the danger's gone away
But I can see the fires still alight
Burning into the night
There's too many men, too
right
But until my ship comes in
I'll live night by night
When the joker tried to tell me
I could cut it in this rube town
When he tried to hang
of a home
There's a town they call Tombstone where the brave never cry
They live by a sixgun by a sixgun they die
It's been a long time now since
heard
Welcome to the Home by the Sea
Sit down, sit down
As we relive our lives in what we tell you
Images of sorrow, pictures of delight
Things
(Dolly Parton)
He's a go getter, go getter
When his wife gets off from work, he'll go get her
Now I've got a neighbor that lives down the road
train served a faithful means of travel for the migrant
worker or for the fella out of work or some ole boy
That just wanted to live off the fat of our
drilling
Tattoos, how they break the news
It was real if you made the news
Last night my bitches came in twos
And they both suck like they came to lose
He's even more over than the mayor Ed Koch
Washing windows on the Bowery at a quarter to four
'Cause he ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
Have you ever been awaken by the crowing of a rooster
While the night is still heavy on the ground
And the voice of Uncle Ben seems to break
Stoller
That's the sound of the men
Working on the chain gang
That's the sound of the men
Working on the chain gang
All day long they work so hard
Till
when we first heard
Welcome to the home by the sea
Sit down, sit down, sit down
Sit, down, sit down
As we relive our lives
In what we tell you
till the day was through
Doing the work the hueros wouldn't do.
Word was out some men in from Sinaloa were looking for some hands
Well, deep in
or a ruler a life sentence I'd do
For the love of a woman like you
I'd live upon a mountain or a place by the sea
I'd live like a beggar or a banker I
I do it better
At night I work in a strange bar
Impersonating every star
I'm quite deceiving
The customers come in with doubt
And wonder what I'm all
not refuse
No, no, no
For I was born
Born for adventure
Women whisky and sin
No I'll never surrender
Live by the sword till the end
All
In the darkness of night, huh
All the stage lights are shinin bright, hey
And we work very hard, to make you stay, Rrraah
But it ain't no thing
the firing line
There's a foreman standing on a bridge of iron
And the men walk across it to go back to work
In their monday morning shirts
And they don't
built that Challenger by myself
But I needed money and so I sold it
Lived a secret I should've kept to myself
But I got drunk one night and I told it
from Missouri
Fought for the gray and Quantril
Caught up by the battle and the fury
Back when just living was hell
After the battle was over
fool
But through these objections we find in our lives
A glare a day the darkest night
Oh, children grow, some women produce
Some men they work
built that Challenger by myself
But I needed money and so I sold it
Lived a secret I should've kept to myself
But I got drunk one night and I told it
come the Men In Black, Men In Black
They won't let you remember
(Won't let you remember) aha, aha
Now, from the deepest of the darkest of night
live to collect your doe
Will you tell me somethin'...
Well you work in the woods from morning till night
You laugh and sing and you cuss
time
Get new shoes come pickin' time
Ev'ry night when I go to bed
I thank the Lord that my kids are fed
They live on beans eight days and nine
But
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