TOP Dark Eyes
Oh, the gentlemen are talking and the midnight moon is on the riverside, They're drinking up and walking and it is time for me to slide.
I live in another world where life and death are memorized,
Where the earth is strung with lovers' pearls and all I see are dark eyes.
A cock is crowing far away and another soldier's deep in prayer, Some mother's child has gone astray, she can't find him anywhere.
But I can hear another drum beating for the dead that rise,
Whom nature's beast fears as they come and all I see are dark eyes.
They tell me to be discreet for all intended purposes,
they tell me revenge is sweet and from where they stand, I'm sure it is.
But I feel nothing for their game where beauty goes unrecognized, Oh, the French girl, she's in paradise and a drunken man is at the wheel, Hunger pays a heavy price to the falling gods of speed and steel.
Oh, time is short and the days are sweet and passion rules the arrow that flies,
Day Of The Locusts
Oh, the benches were stained with tears and perspiration, The birdies were flying from tree to tree.
there was little to say, there was no conversation As I stepped to the stage to pick up my degree.
And the locusts sang off in the distance, Yeah, the locusts sang such a sweet melody.
Oh, the locusts sang off in the distance,
Yeah, the locusts sang and they were singing for me.
I glanced into the chamber where the judges were talking, I was ready to leave, I was already walkin',
But the next time I looked there was light in the room.
And the locusts sang, yeah, it give me a chill, Oh, the locusts sang such a sweet melody.
Oh, the locusts sang their high whining trill,
Yeah, the locusts sang and they were singing for me.
Outside of the gates the trucks were unloadin', the weather was hot, anearly 90 degrees.
The man standin' next to me, his head was exploding, Well, I was prayin' the pieces wouldn't fall on me.
Yeah, the locusts sang off in the distance, Yeah, the locusts sang such a sweet melody.
Oh, the locusts sang off in the distance,
And the locusts sang and they were singing for me.
I put down my robe, picked up my diploma, Took hold of my sweetheart and away we did drive, Straight for the hills, the black hills of Dakota, Sure was glad to get out of there alive.
And the locusts sang, well, it give me a chill, Yeah, the locusts sang such a sweet melody.
And the locusts sang with a high whinin' trill, Yeah, the locusts sang and they was singing for me, Singing for me, well, singing for me.
Dead Man, Dead Man
Uttering idle words from a reprobate mind, Clinging to strange promises, dying on the vine, Never bein' able to separate the good from the bad, It's makin' me feel so sad.
Cobwebs in your mind, Dust upon your eyes.
Satan got you by the heel, there's a bird's nest in your hair.
The way that you hold your head, cursin' God with every move, What are you tryin' to prove?
Cobwebs in your mind, Dust upon your eyes.
the glamour and the bright lights and the politics of sin, the ghetto that you build for me is the one you end up in, the race of the engine that overrules your heart,
Pretending that you're so smart.
Cobwebs in your mind, Dust upon your eyes.
What are you tryin' to overpower me with, the doctrine or the gun?
My back is already to the wall, where can I run?
the tuxedo that you're wearin', the flower in your lapel, Cobwebs in your mind,
Dust upon your eyes.
Dear Landlord
Dependin' on the way you feel that you live.
Please heed these words that I speak.
But in this you are not so unique.
And anyone can fill his life up
With things he can see but he just cannot touch.
I'm not about to move to no other place.
Copyright ©1968; renewed 1996 Dwarf Music Death Is Not The End
Just remember that death is not the end Just remember that death is not the end Not the end, not the end
Just remember that death is not the end
When you're standing at the crossroads that you cannot comprehend Just remember that death is not the end
And all your dreams have vanished and you don't know what's up the bend Just remember that death is not the end
Not the end, not the end
Just remember that death is not the end
When the storm clouds gather 'round you, and heavy rains descend Just remember that death is not the end
And there's no one there to comfort you, with a helpin' hand to lend Just remember that death is not the end
Not the end, not the end
Just remember that death is not the end Oh, the tree of life is growing
Where the spirit never dies
And the bright light of salvation shines In dark and empty skies
When the cities are on fire with the burning flesh of men Just remember that death is not the end
And you search in vain to find just one law abiding citizen Just remember that death is not the end
Not the end, not the end
Just remember that death is not the end
Delia
Delia was a gambling girl, gambled all around, Delia was a gambling girl, she laid her money down.
All the friends I ever had are gone.
Delia's dear ol' mother took a trip out West, All the friends I ever had are gone.
Wouldn't have been so bad if the poor girl died at home.
All the friends I ever had are gone.
Curtis' looking high, Curtis' looking low, He shot poor Delia down with a cruel fortyfour.
All the friends I ever had are gone.
High up on the housetops, high as I can see, Looking for them rounders, looking out for me.
All the friends I ever had are gone.
Men in Atlanta, tryin' to pass for white,
Delia's in the graveyard, boys, six feet out of sight.
All the friends I ever had are gone.
"All about them rounders, Judge, tryin' to cut me out."
All the friends I ever had are gone.
Curtis said to the judge, "What might be my fine?"
Judge says, "Poor boy, you got ninetynine."
All the friends I ever had are gone.
Curtis' in the jail house, drinking from an old tin cup, Delia's in the graveyard, she ain't gettin' up.
All the friends I ever had are gone.
You loved all them rounders, never did love me.
All the friends I ever had are gone.
You wanted all them rounders, never had time for me.
All the friends I ever had are gone.
Desolation Row
they're selling postcards of the hanging they're painting the passports brown The beauty parlor is filled with sailors The circus is in town
Here comes the blind commissioner They've got him in a trance
One hand is tied to the tightrope walker the other is in his pants
And the riot squad they're restless They need somewhere to go Cinderella, she seems so easy
And puts her hands in her back pockets And in comes Romeo, he's moaning
And someone says," You're in the wrong place, my friend And the only sound that's left
After the ambulances go Is Cinderella sweeping up Now the moon is almost hidden The stars are beginning to hide The fortunetelling lady
Has even taken all her things inside All except for Cain and Abel And the hunchback of Notre Dame Everybody is making love
Or else expecting rain
And the Good Samaritan, he's dressing He's getting ready for the show He's going to the carnival tonight Now Ophelia, she's 'neath the window On her twentysecond birthday Her sin is her lifelessness
And though her eyes are fixed upon Noah's great rainbow
She spends her time peeking
Into Desolation Row
Einstein, disguised as Robin Hood With his memories in a trunk Then he went off sniffing drainpipes And reciting the alphabet
Now you would not think to look at him For playing the electric violin
Inside of a leather cup They're trying to blow it up
She's in charge of the cyanide hole And she also keeps the cards that read They all play on penny whistles You can hear them blow
Across the street they've nailed the curtains they're getting ready for the feast
the Phantom of the Opera They're spoonfeeding Casanova then they'll kill him with selfconfidence After poisoning him with words
And the Phantom's shouting to skinny girls Casanova is just being punished for going Now at midnight all the agents
And the superhuman crew Come out and round up everyone That knows more than they do then they bring them to the factory Where the heartattack machine Is strapped across their shoulders And then the kerosene
Is brought down from the castles By insurance men who go
Check to see that nobody is escaping The Titanic sails at dawn
And everybody's shouting Fighting in the captain's tower While calypso singers laugh at them Between the windows of the sea And nobody has to think too much (About the time the door knob broke) When you asked how I was doing Was that some kind of joke?
All these people that you mention Yes, I know them, they're quite lame I had to rearrange their faces And give them all another name Not unless you mail them
Copyright ©1965; renewed 1993 Special Rider Music
Diamond Joe
1. Now There's a man you'll hear about And his holdings are in Texas
In a diamondstudded jar.
With the process of the law.
He gave a string of horses So old they could not stand.
In the pay of Diamond Joe.
With the waggin' of his jaw.
6. And the tellin' of his story, That there never was a rounder Instrumental
I'm still punchin' cattle In the pay of Diamond Joe.
8. And when I'm called up yonder Give the fleas to Diamond Joe.
Dignity
Fat man lookin' in a blade of steel Thin man lookin' at his last meal Hollow man lookin' in a cottonfield Wise man lookin' in a blade of grass Young man lookin' in the shadows that pass Poor man lookin' through painted glass Somebody got murdered on New Year's Eve Somebody said dignity was the first to leave I went into the city, went into the town Went into the land of the midnight sun Searchin' high, searchin' low
Searchin' everywhere I know Askin' the cops wherever I go Blind man breakin' out of a trance
Puts both his hands in the pockets of chance Hopin' to find one circumstance
I went to the wedding of Marylou
She said "I don't want nobody see me talkin' to you"
Said she could get killed if she told me what she knew I went down where the vultures feed
I would've got deeper, but there wasn't any need Heard the tongues of angels and the tongues of men Chilly wind sharp as a razor blade
Gonna stand at the window, gonna ask the maid Drinkin' man listens to the voice he hears In a crowded room full of covered up mirrors
Lookin' into the lost forgotten years Met Prince Phillip at the home of the blues
Said he'd give me information if his name wasn't used He wanted money up front, said he was abused Footprints runnin' cross the silver sand
Steps goin' down into tattoo land
I met the sons of darkness and the sons of light In the bordertowns of despair
I'm on the rollin' river in a jerkin' boat Tryin' to read a note somebody wrote Sick man lookin' for the doctor's cure Lookin' at his hands for the lines that were And into every masterpiece of literature Englishman stranded in the blackheart wind Combin' his hair back, his future looks thin Bites the bullet and he looks within I went into the red, went into the black Into the valley of dry bone dreams
So many dead ends, I'm at the edge of the lake To find dignity
Dink's Song (trad. arr. by John & Alan Lomax) If I had wings like Noah's dove
I'd fly the river to the one I love
Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well.
Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well.
'Member one evening, it was drizzling rain And in my heart I felt an aching pain.
Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well.
Been akeep' you away from my door.
Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well.
Now my apron is up to my chin,
You pass my door but you never come in.
Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well.
You can't care the bloody for my unborn child.
Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well.
Number nine train ain' done no harm, Number nine train take my poor baby home.
Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well.
Skid Missouri on the way to Arkansas.
Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well.
Dirge
I hate myself for lovin' you and the weakness that it showed You were just a painted face on a trip down Suicide Road.
the stage was set, the lights went out all around the old hotel,
I hate myself for lovin' you and I'm glad the curtain fell.
I hate that foolish game we played and the need that was expressed And the mercy that you showed to me, who ever would have guessed?
I went out on Lower Broadway and I felt that place within, That hollow place where martyrs weep and angels play with sin.
Acting out his folly while his back is being whipped.
Like a slave in orbit, he's beaten 'til he's tame,
there are those who worship loneliness, I'm not one of them, in this age of fiberglass I'm searching for a gem.
the crystal ball up on the wall hasn't shown me nothing yet, I've paid the price of solitude, but at last I'm out of debt.
Can't recall a useful thing you ever did for me
'Cept pat me on the back one time when I was on my knees.
We stared into each other's eyes 'til one of us would break, So sing your praise of progress and of the Doom Machine, The naked truth is still taboo whenever it can be seen.
Lady Luck, who shines on me, will tell you where I'm at, I hate myself for lovin' you, but I should get over that.
Dirt Road Blues
If I can't find my baby, I'm gonna run away and hide
I been pacing around the room hoping maybe she'd come back Pacing 'round the room hoping maybe she'd come back
Well, I been praying for salvation laying 'round in a one room country shack Gon' walk down that dirt road until my eyes begin to bleed
Gon' walk down that dirt road until my eyes begin to bleed
'Til there's nothing left to see, 'til the chains have been shattered and I've been freed I been lookin' at my shadow, I been watching the colors up above
Lookin' at my shadow watching the colors up above
Rolling through the rain and hail, looking for the sunny side of love Gon' walk on down that dirt road 'til I'm right beside the sun Gon' walk on down until I'm right beside the sun
I'm gonna have to put up a barrier to keep myself away from everyone.
Disease Of Conceit
There's a whole lot of people suffering tonight From the disease of conceit.
Whole lot of people struggling tonight From the disease of conceit.
Comes right down the highway, Straight down the line,
Rips into your senses
Through your body and your mind.
Nothing about it that's sweet, The disease of conceit.
There's a whole lot of hearts breaking tonight
From the disease of conceit, Whole lot of hearts shaking tonight From the disease of conceit.
Steps into your room, Ain't nothing too discreet
There's a whole lot of people dying tonight From the disease of conceit,
Whole lot of people crying tonight From the disease of conceit, And you're down for the count From the outside world, The pressure will mount, Turn you into a piece of meat, The disease of conceit.
That the doctors got no cure They've done a lot of research on it But what it is, they're still not sure
There's a whole lot of people in trouble tonight From the disease of conceit,
Whole lot of people seeing double tonight From the disease of conceit,
then they bury you from your head to your feet From the disease of conceit.
Do Right To Me Baby (Do Unto Others) Don't wanna treat nobody like they was dirt.
Ya got to do unto others
Like you'd have them, like you'd have them, do unto you.
Don't wanna marry nobody if they're already married.
Ya got to do unto others
Like you'd have them, like you'd have them, do unto you.
Don't wanna defeat nobody if they already been defeated.
Ya got to do unto others
Like you'd have them, like you'd have them, do unto you.
Don't wanna wink at nobody, don't wanna be winked at, Ya got to do unto others
Like you'd have them, like you'd have them, do unto you.
Don't put my faith in nobody, not even a scientist.
Ya got to do unto others
Like you'd have them, like you'd have them, do unto you.
Don't Fall Apart On Me Tonight Just a minute before you leave, girl, Just a minute before you touch the door.
What is it that you're trying to achieve, girl?
Do you think we can talk about it some more?
You know, the streets are filled with vipers You know, it ain't even safe no more In the palace of the Pope.
I just don't think that I could handle it.
Tomorrow is never what it's supposed to be Come over here from over there, girl, I can't see us goin' anywhere, girl.
the only place open is a thousand miles away and I can't take you there.
Maybe I'd have done some good in the world 'Stead of burning every bridge I crossed.
I just don't think that I could handle it.
Tomorrow is never what it's supposed to be I ain't too good at conversation, girl,
Tomorrow is never what it's supposed to be I ain't too good at conversation, girl,