1. Julia (chorus) Julia. Where's your red bandana. Where's your red bandana. Your hair is in your eyes. Your eyes are blue for miles, Julia. (verse) It's cold in here. I spent forty years in prison. For forty years the seasons pass by my lonesome cell. But I don't mind. I come looking for my calling. As though my past has fallen, I can't help what I don't know. Can't help what I don't know, Julia. (bridge) My final hour is nearly gone. Soon I'll be trucking my way home. Julia what's on your mind. Don't you cry when I leave this world behind. (verse) Can you here. Can you hear the angels crying. Hear the angels dying to be more like you now. More like you now, Julia. (chorus) Your hair is in your eyes Julia. 2. Watertown Living would be easy without all this conversation. Everybody always wondering what it's all about. How much did you get paid? How much did you get laid? Tell me what's the cost of living anymore. Cause I remember when the summer heat would melt the pavement. Sitting on the corner of the porch watching cars go by. Well before the bitter haze of my beer drinking days, that came way too soon and haven't left. Looking down that old road, I know not what I see. The bridge is high, the water is low, just like you and me. There's a song that I heard on the radio today that took me back, took me back to watertown. Dad was in the army when we moved to the watertown. He said we'd get to Texas when he figured how. And there's angels down there, there's people who care, seagulls and humid air. Looking down that old road, I know not what I see. The bridge is high, the water is low, just like you and me. There's a song that I heard on the radio today that took me back, took me back. I remember the day my mamma cried, when she heard that Elvis had died. And her tears fell to the shaggy carpet of her room. Looking down that old road, I know not what I see. The bridge is high, the water is low, just like you and me. There's a song that I heard on the radio today that took me back, took me back to watertown. 3. When I Come Around The tire well it spins where the gravel is fine. Headin' down the county road, cause I catch a glimpse of the greyhound sign – see it through and watch it go. It'll chase the sun till it makes it turn bright, as it heads down to Houston town. I'm gonna catch it buddy, I just might. Someday, when I come around. (chorus) When I come around, I'm a fool and a stranger. Come around, it's a damn what they say. When I come around, dragging the anchor. So tonight, I'm dancing away. The tower it got a fresh coat of paint. It's reading in a lot more clear. I guess it don't matter if you know you ain't gonna make it too far from here. She stands like a mountain. She sleeps like a child. And she won't let her memory down. I'm gonna shake my way out of its sight. Someday when I come around. When I come around, I'm a fool and a stranger. Come around, it's a damn what they say. When I come around, dragging the anchor. So tonight, I'm dancing away. I knew a girl she used to say, "You're living like you're spinning around." We used to dance while the band used to play. Slowly, we sifted the sound. She caught the bus ten years ago today. She hasn't called me in nine. I think now and then when I'm acting some way. How she promised to keep me in line. She chased the sun till it made her turn bright. And the band put their instruments down. I'm gonna catch her buddy, I just might. Someday, when I come around. When I come around, I'm a fool and a stranger. Come around, it's a damn what they say. When I come around, dragging the anchor. So tonight, I'm dancing away. 4. April's End I've been silently falling, forsaking the call. Long winded example, forsaking us all. About forty miles down I've been driving alone. Just need a place to run, just to run from it all. Run so free across the river pine. It's almost easy just to make it home in time to eat. I guess I could make it on my own so long as there's a fate. Looking like April's end is just part of the race. Cold waves through my head flushed down on the side. Just need a running table, hell bent to stay alive. Right or wrong the rows fall into place. High or low the expressions on their face say it all. Maybe me and the fire are calming down while the sands of time could write me the words from reason to rhyme. Or perhaps to pave the road that's calling still. Roads never seem to fade like pictures often will. Like this photograph of you in the morning light. Days went slow and swiftly past on by the night. There's been saints caught dancing in the rain. There's been rookies at the line, giving all they'd care to mention, just reeling at the sign. So be careful to wait, it's a challenge, a fight. As for me and my old age seem to dim the burning light. Came to this here land in 1945. It wasn't easy, but we managed to survive the heat. 5. Egg Song Well, help me understand this insolence of man. Always wants the world upon his tray. All I need's a sweet talkin', pony tailed, river walkin' girl to cook my eggs for me today. Well, I don't need no park bench to sit and read the mail. That ain't really my idea of fun. All I need's a sweet talkin', pony tailed, river walkin' girl to cook my eggs until they run. And Betty Crocker was a pastry topper. Said Man, I liked the way she spread herself so free. And Aunt Jamima was so so fine. Never took much to make her smile at me. Well, I don't need no cars or Honduran seed cigars. I don't need no hot stock dividend. Well little girl she satisfies, she kneeds my dough, makes it rise, she cooks my eggs, she makes me smile my friend. And Betty Crocker was a pastry topper. Said Man, I liked the way she spread herself so free. And Aunt Jamima was so so fine. Never took much to make her smile at me. Oh tell me baby. Am I crazy? 'Cause lately, I've been feeling down and dirty blue. Hey, I just realized I'm lucky. I'm alive. I ain't had breakfast for an hour or two. Well, I don't need no cars or Honduran seed cigars. I don't need no hot stock dividend. Well all I need's a sweet talkin', pony tailed, river walkin' girl to cook my eggs for me again. Well all I need's a sweet talkin', pony tailed, Betty Crocking girl to cook my eggs for me today. 6. Rusty Steeple The empty eyes that seem to call. The fallen times that come along, as the sound of early summer meets the humid air. And I have a longing for the times when we stood and watched the coming of the future times to share. The early morning, they say making strides towards the day, staggers into hasty lives, but I'm a simple man. Hey, I, oh I miss the corner of the store, where we played along and watched the sand blow in. The rusty steeple light keeps shining for reasons all too clear today. Sinners laugh and cry the way they always have. The blackbird calls. The north wind falls, but find no right to blow me down. The high life leaves us so soon. In the market square they play a tune of a man to search for life beyond the time. Where once was the answer to daily pains that come, and the yearning for company was soon repaired. The passing of time remains the same. The clouds they roll and the tides they change upon the sandy shores and barren lands. Hey, I, oh I can see the moonlight in your eyes. As we swim along the Frio once again. The rusty steeple light keeps shining for reasons all too clear today. Sinners laugh and cry the way they always have. The blackbird cries. The north wind flies, but find no right to blow me down. The blackbird cries. The north wind flies, but find no right to blow me down. 7. All I Own (verse) Does a river overflow, rumble and roll? It can't hold on anymore. No fear to compromise. Wallow up and rise, in an unforgiving world. Does a river bend and weave, just to flow out to the sea, between lives and dreams. Does it hope that in the end, it can rest up on the sand, in a peaceful autumn breeze? (chorus) Hey baby, take my hand. Hold me close, don't make me stand all alone. Just enough is all I own. Still, I have it all just my way. (verse) Got a letter from a friend who stops by now and then with a smile on his face. He's losing mind and losing sight. Of the fast trains rolling by, and harmony to fate, one wonders what's in store for a boy, who wanders more into casting stones away. Does he hope that in the end, he can rest up in the sand, with his thoughts set out to sea? (chorus) 8. Noble Kings The street lights growing dim. The early morning sees daylight again. There's hot coffee on. Seems to sooth me, just why, I don't know. As time goes. Please see to my empty glass. You'll find another may wake me at last. A heavy heart bleeds the soul, far beyond what we can control. As time, as time, as time goes away. So worry not what people sing. Sorrowed phrases make not noble kings. The battle you have on. And yesterday has banished the sun. As time goes. Please see to my empty cup. You'll find another may soon wake us up. A heavy heart frees the mind, far beyond what we'd like to find. As time, as time, as time goes away. As time, as time, as time goes away. 9. Engine Roll Hear that engine roll. Hear that engine roll. Evening pass the train so fast. And hear that engine roll. The waterline is clear. The waterline is clear. Throw away your blues today, the waterline is clear. Hear that river song and it won't be long. Evening pass the train alas. And hear that engine roll. The moon is shining bright. The moon is shining bright. Look how clear this night my dear. The moon is shining bright. So come here by my side. Come here by my side. Throw away your fears today and come here by my side. Hear that river song and it won't be long. Evening pass the train alas and hear that engine roll. Quickly pass our days so fast and hear that engine roll. 10. Yonder Voices Lazy eyes in June, won't you come around. You're path is burned down and wayward lies a tune. It lingers still and laughs about ever watching me figure you out anymore. You're calling me out. You're calling me out. You're calling me out to the wake of an early morn. Come yonder voices call. So tell me can you feel? It's an empty sound. The water is down and we can't cool the air. You pay the bills, but the summer she don't care anymore. You're calling me out. You're calling me out. You're calling me out to the wake of an early morn. Come yonder voices call. Baby where is your wishing well. Is it priced to sell my wrinkled up ambition. 'Cause babe the boat sails high, but the plank was dry so never mind the words. When I see you again. When I see you again. Have you seen the sun this morn? It posed, it turn, it broke into my room. Born surprise your clear June eyes. Carried me on through. You're calling me out. You're calling me out. You're calling me out to the wake of an early morn. Come yonder voices call. Living on a barstool. You spend but you don't know.