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When the Coast is Clear



If these walls could talk, I don't know what they'd say
They've seen some accidental masquerades
But it's no surprise
Dances 'til dawn, heroes long gone
Let that guitar play

Blue Heaven Rendezvous

Now I've been lazy most all my life,
Writing songs and sleeping late.
And any manual labor I've done,
Is purely by mistake.

IT'S MY JOB.

When the need for love
Heart and soul accompaniment
No longer makes me different from you

Well I tried to build bridges
But they all fell down
And I've taken to the air on wings of silver
But I always hit the ground

"Island"


And people like me just can't be free
The promo man won't let us be...
If the people who knew could get away
I'm real sure they'd leave today

Dallas

I had my doubts about this New Yorker
Thought he'd just be a big talker
But as a bossman, he's a corker
He turned on the water

It's all about the Water


All your life you have to deal with ups and downs
So listen to your heart strings as you move around
Don't forget to listen to the steady beat
Don't forget to balance on your ready feet

That was another tough one-I actually had to think this one through. GOOD GOING!

GRAVITY STORM.

He took one last look
Tossed that address book
His odyssey has begun
No time to see sights
Ran all the red lights
Burned all his bridges
Now it's love on the run

Livin' It Up

Someday I hope to find my queen
I know she'll come my way
I'll give her all my love
It's not a complicated thing
just a place where I can swing
Where a man can be a king

King of Somewhere Hot


Love's fool, Sears tools
Wants to win that football pool
Spend it on some real good grass
Disappearin' oh so fast

DREAMSICKLE
big dill pickle
high school honeys sure were fickle
I'll be damned-country ham
takes me back to AL-A-BAM-A!

I get on a roll, and LOOK OUT!

In an old house down by the beach
Lives an old man who's just out of reach
Ohhh he's got nothin' to lose
Some say he's a crazy old man
A refugee from a rock and band
Oh oh he's still playin the blues

Why the things we do....

Had to sing this one too!

She and ol' Cougie, my whay a pair, doing the Rumba like no else dared.

jimolliemom wrote:She and ol' Cougie, my whay a pair, doing the Rumba like no else dared.

Sliding and gliding cross hard wood waxed floors.
Cause they don't dance like Carmen no More

Living in the Briar Patch ain't what it appears
Sooner or later you gotta face your fears.

green1 wrote:Living in the Briar Patch ain't what it appears
Sooner or later you gotta face your fears.

I heard it from the parrot verbalizing in the trees.
I heard it in the songline of the aborigines.
OFF TO SEE THE LIZARD.

I never wanted to be
A man of mystery
My life's an open book
by James Joyce and Agatha Christie

Sometimes I get confused
Somewhere around page two
I live the perfect crime
And crime pays more than it used to

nevermind...Gary beat me to it

Sometimes I get confused
Somewhere around page two
I live the perfect crime
And crime pays more than it used to
They're checkin' the evidence
May be come charges pressed
The only one they got me on
is some misdemeanor craziness

If It All Falls Down

When you stop and think about
Life is still just high school
You make the same mistakes you did when you were young

Last Man Standing


Stars look down and laugh at me
I ought to take a
bow . . .

Don't have to tell them life's hard sometimes
There's one falling now
Nobody's here beside me
I can talk about it to
All the ways I want you

I had to sing this one:

All the Ways I Want You

Well I'm a reader of the night sky,
And a singer of inordinate tunes,
That's how I float across time,
Living way past my prime, like a long lost baby's balloon.

Coastal Confessions


Sound of the low tide, the smell of the rain
Travelin' alone on my boat and my plane
Take it all in, it's as big as it seems
Count all your blessings, remember your dreams

Jimmy Dreams

Nothing can tear you apart
If you keep living straight from the heart
Though you know that you're gonna hurt some
The magic will come

If you keep living straight from the heart
you will know when to stop and to start
Once you see that no one really wins
Then the magic begins

Bring Back the Magic



Her voice is a temptation it's a siren song
When we kiss there could be no wrong
I ask her to marry me, to be my wife
And we could do the back stroke for the rest of our lives