I don't believe a word he says but I don't dare doubt him
He says aw man she just went off to get a loaf of bread
Don't worry
Say you losin' a litle bit of weight aren't you
Lyin' son a bitch
Lawdy mercy land o goshen
Shades of grey out on
the ocean
Don't you dare take that
ship out to sea
For the high seas are
runnin'
You will sure `nuff be
done in
If you dare that that
boat out to sea
`Cause out there in the
Gulf
The wind's blowin' like
a bandit
I'm talkin' `bout a hurricane
and your riggin will
not stand it
There's an ill wind a
blowin'
You better get back to
the mooring
Don't you dare take that
boat out to sea
You better take a weather
warning
You'll be shark bait
in the mornin'
If you dare take that
boat out to sea
You better give up on
that shrimpin'
You just might come home
a limpin'
Don't you dare take that
boat out to sea
You better not make one
more drag
You gonna wind up in
a bag
If you dare take that
boat out to sea
Standing at the window
her face to the glass
As far as she can see
the time has come to pass
As far as she can see
the sky is all ablaze
And this looks like the
first of better days
She's takin' charge of
her life for a change
She's takin' it back
that she's lost
It's just as clear as
the window pane
She'll survive at all
cost
See the wings unfolding
that weren't there just before
On a ray of sunshine
she dances out the door
Out into the morning
light where the sky is all ablaze
This looks like the first
of better days
Ain't nothin' in the world
that I like better
Than bacon & lettuce
& homegrown tomatoes
Up in the mornin' out
in the garden
Get you a ripe one don't
get a hard one
Plant `em in the spring
eat `em in the summer
All winter with out `em's
a culinary bummer
I forget all about the
sweatin' & diggin'
Everytime I go out &
pick me a big one
Homegrown tomatoes homegrown
tomatoes
What'd life be without
homegrown tomatoes
Only two things that
money can't buy
That's true love &
homegrown tomatoes
You can go out to eat
& that's for sure
But it's nothin' a homegrown
tomato won't cure
Put `em in a salad, put
`em in a stew
You can make your very
own tomato juice
Eat `em with egss, eat
`em with gravy
Eat `em with beans, pinto
or navy
Put `em on the site put
`em in the middle
Put a homegrown tomato
on a hotcake griddle
If I's to change this
life I lead
I'd be Johnny Tomato
Seed
`Cause I know what this
country needs
Homegrown tomatoes in
every yard you see
When I die don't bury
me
In a box in a cemetary
Out in the garden would
be much better
I could be pushin' up
homegrown tomatoes
What is that sound what
is that noise
I cannot figure it out
for the life of me boys
Is it the coast guard
or is it the wind
Is it the mother ship
comin' in
Convicted on charges of
supply and demand
He was unloadin' the
American Dream
Caught in the middle
of a bigger plan
It was a South American
scheme
He is no smuggler he
is a fisherman
All of his debts they
are owed to the sea
Some call it justice
but it just ain't right
This ain't live and let
live and let be
(Chorus)
Layin' in his cell and
thinkin' `bout Ulysses
How he picked up his
oar and walked away from the sea
Until someone said you
ain't from `round here are you
And that's how far away
he feels
He thinks of his wife
and he thinks of his children
He thinks about `em takin'
his boat
He thinks about the killer
in the bunk below
And he's tryin' to keep
his hopes afloat
My father had a Randall
knife
My mother gave it to
him
When he went off to WWII
To save us all from ruin
If you've ever held a
Randall knife
Then you know my father
well
If a better blade was
ever made
It was probably forged
in hell
My father was a good man
A lawyer by his trade
And only once did I ever
see
Him misuse the blade
It almost cut his thumb
off
When he took it for a
tool
The knife was made for
darker things
And you could not bend
the rules
He let me take it camping
once
On a Boy Scout jamboree
And I broke a half an
inch off
Trying to stick it in
a tree
I hid it from him for
a while
But the knife and he
were one
He put it in his bottom
drawer
Without a hard word one
There it slept and there
it stayed
For twenty some odd years
Sort of like Excalibur
Except waiting for a
tear
My father died when I
was forty
And I couldn't find a
way to cry
Not because I didn't
love him
Not because he didn't
try
I'd cried for every lesser
thing
Whiskey, pain and beauty
But he deserved a better
tear
And I was not quite ready
So we took his ashed out
to sea
And poured `em off the
stern
And threw the roses in
the wake
Of everything we'd learned
When we got back to the
house
They asked me what I
wanted
Not the lawbooks not
the watch
I need the things he's
haunted
My hand burned for the
Randall knife
There in the bottom drawer
And I found a tear for
my father's life
And all that it stood
for
Let us now praise a carpenter
& the things that he made
And the way that he lived
by the tools of his trade
I can still hear his
hammer singin' ten penny time
Workin' by the hour till
the day he died
He was tough as a crowbar
quick as a chisel
Fair as a plane and true
as a level
He was straight as a
chalkline and right as a rule
Square with the world
he took good care of his tools
He worked his hands in
wood from the crib to the coffin
With a care and a love
you don't see too often
He built boats out of
wood, big boats workin' in a shipyard
Mansions on the hill
and a birdhouse in the backyard
He said anything that's
worth cuttin' down a tree for
Is worth doin' right,
don't the Lord love a two by four
The crickets are singin'
the bluegills been bitin'
The fireflies are flashin'
with all of their might
Down on the river ol'
Reagan went fishin'
Layin' for a big one
on a full moon lit night
We get high on the lake
then we float down the river
Get off on the backroads
get lost in the woods
Very deep in the heart
of uncertain Texas
I tried hard to leave
there but never did could
Tomorrow we're havin'
the world's largest fish fry
Eat catfish and crappie
til they come out our ears
Have it made in the shade
of a very sleepy pine thicket
Get covered up in chiggers
and drink ten tubs of beer
So give him his guitar
and a long legged girl
Moonlight in Texas and
a six-pack of Pearl
Who ever said the hand
is quicker than the eye
Has never tried to brush
away a tear
Quicker than a wink there'll
be something inf your eye
You can't beat a tear
if you try
Tears of joy have graced
us all
Tears of sorrow sometimes
and all
Some tears betray you
just before you know
Some tears don't ever
show
Some tears are harder
than stone
Some tears are better
left alone
I've seen them kept in
bottles
I've seen `em left to
dry
You can't beat a tear
if you try
I wake up every mornin'
Lord and what do I see
I got a fool in my mirror
and he's lyin' to me
He says aw man she's
comin' back
You just hide and watch
That fool in my mirror
singin' the same ol' song
But it still don't change
the fact that my baby is gone
I got wrinkles `round
my eyes, I got grey in my hair
I'm puttin' on a little
bit of weight but I don't seem to care
Fool say hey slick you
lookin' good
Lie Lie Lie
That fool in my mirror
singin' the same old song
But it still don't change
the fact that my baby is gone
I just figured out what
she meant when she sid
She was not comin' back
so why don't I drop dead
I can't live with him
I can't live without him
I don't believe a word
he says but I don't dare doubt him
He says aw man she just
went off to get a loaf of bread
Don't worry
Say you losin' a litle
bit of weight aren't you
Lyin' son a bitch