SALLY SANG

Is it high on the mountain
Or down in the limesink?
Are my days for the highway?
Will they go in a dream?
Will a man come & save me
or must I go under,
Or will my mind answer me
with the words I desire?

But
LIFE ANSWERS NO QUESTIONS THAT COME FROM OUTSIDE IT.
& Life Will Never Tell Us What Comes Further Along
So lay down sweet Sally & love your poor body
'cause a light in the tunnel just might burn your sweet smile.

I'll run like a shorebird
Who's looking for footsteps.
I'll harvest the dark times
I'll fly through the moon

I'll ask all the questions & not expect comment.
I'll live like the old ones and I'll die just like a child.

but
LIFE ANSWERS NO QUESTIONS THAT COME FROM OUTSIDE IT.
& Life Will Never Tell Us What Comes Further Along
So lay down sweet Sally & love your poor body
'cause a light in the tunnel just might burn your sweet smile.

I'll ask all the questions
& not expect comment
I'll live like the old ones
& I'll die like a child.

but
LIFE ANSWERS NO QUESTIONS THAT COME FROM OUTSIDE IT.
& Life Will Never Tell Us What Comes Further Along
So lay down sweet Sally & love your poor body
'cause a light in the tunnel just might burn your sweet smile.

Can't Be Too Fast

Think you got trouble with women;
Southern girls are fun but they're different.
Well, son, don't let your first one be your last.
Learn to walk before you run
Keep your eyes turned toward the sun
You can't be too fast for living
You can't be too fast for living
You can't be too fast for living in The South!

Now you feel somewhat neglected
By the South you feel rejected
Well boy don't let that face begin to pout
Keep on looking toward that sun
Crank your truck & load your gun

You can't be too fast for living
You can't be too fast for living
You can't be too fast for living in The South!

We're just a tribe of mothers & brothers
All sharing each others covers
We're all trying to stay in out of the cold.
While we're singing for our supper
We're trying to help out one another
Get a grip on where it's hard to take hold

Now your worryingzzzzz
just about over
The weight is lifted off of your shoulders
But you still need your booze and you need your grass

Cold white water & boulders
Brought you back home to your brothers
Your indignation seems a part of your past

Here you might scream
Wait a minute!
This is the South
& I'm living in it
Well, I think it's funny and it's true
You don't seem sane anymore
& you just can't find the door

You can't be too fast for living
You can't be too fast for living
You can't bee too fast for living in The South.

You can't be too fast for living
You can't be too fast for living
You can't be too fast for living in the South.