Guitar by the Falls

Complete Lyrics

HEY GOOD LOOKIN

Hey good lookin, what you got cookin, hows about cookin something up with me.

Hey sweet baby, don’t you think maybe, you and I could start up a brand new recipe.

I’ve got a hotrod Ford, and a two dollar bill, and I know a spot right over the hill,

There is soda pop, and the dancing is free, so if you want to have some fun, come along with me.

Hey good lookin, what you got cookin, hows about cookin something up with me.

I’m free and ready, so we can go steady, hows about cookin something up with me.

No more lookin, I’ve been tookin, hows about keepin steady company

THIS LAND IS YOUR LAND

I roamed and I rambled, and I followed my footsteps, to the sparking sands of her diamond desert.

And all around me, a voice was singing, this land was made for you and me.

This land is your land, this land is my land, from California, to the New York island.

From the redwood forest, to the gulfstream waters, this land was made for you and me.

As I was walking, a ribbon of highway, I saw above me, an endless skyway.

I saw below me , those golden valleys, this land was made for you and me.

This land is your land, this land is my land, from California, to the New York island.

From the redwood forest, to the gulfstream waters, this land was made for you and me.

I roamed and I rambled, and I followed my footsteps, to the sparkling sands of her diamond desert

And all around me, a voice was singing, this land was made for you and me.

This land is your land, this land is my land, from California, to the New York island.

From the redwood forest, to the gulfstream waters, this land was made for you and me.

As the sun was rising, and I was strolling, the wheat fields waving, and the dust clouds rolling.

As the fog was lifting, a voice was singing, this land was made for you and me.

This land is your land, this land is my land, this land was made for you and me.

This land is your land, this land is my land, from California, to the New York island.

From the redwood forest, to the gulfstream waters, this land was made for you and me.

TAKE ME HOME COUNTRY ROADS

Almost heaven, West Virginia, Blue Ridge mountains, Shenandoah river. Life is old there,

Older than the trees, younger than the mountains, rolling like a breeze.

Country road, take me home, to the place, I belong. West Virginia, Blue Ridge mountains,

Take me home, country roads.

All my memories, gather round me, miner’s lady, stranger to blue waters.

Life is old there, older than the trees, younger than the mountains, rolling like a breeze. Dark and dusty, painted on the sky, misty shades of moonshine, teardrops on my eye

Country road, take me home, to the place, I belong,
West Virginia, Blue Ridge mountains, take me home country roads.

I hear her voice calling in the morning hours she calls me, the radio reminds me of my home far away,
Driving down the road, I get a feeling I should have been home yesterday, yesterday

Country roads, take me home, to the place I belong. West Virginia, Blue Ridge mountains,

Take me home, country roads. Country roads, take me home, to the place, I belong, West Virginia

Blue Ridge mountains, take me home , country road, take me home, country road, take me home, country road.

SWEET CAROLINE

Where it began, I can’t begin to know when, but then I know it’s growing strong.
Was in the spring, then spring became a summer.
Who would have believed you would come along.

Hands, touching hands, reaching out, touching me, touching you.

Sweet Caroline, good times never seemed so good. 
Sweet Caroline, I’m inclined to believe they never would.

Look at the night. We fill it up with only two.
And when I hurt, hurting runs off my shoulder,
How can I hurt when holding you?

Warm, touching warm, reaching out, touching me, touching you.

Sweet Caroline, good times never seemed so good.
I’m inclined, to believe they never would.

Sweet Caroline, good times never seemed so good.
Sweet Caroline, good times never seemed so good.
Sweet Caroline, good times never seemed so good.

GAMES PEOPLE PLAY

Da da de da de da de da, da da de de de de de, talking about you and me,

and the games people play. Oh the games people play now, every night and every day now,

never meaning what they say now, never saying what they mean.

While they wile away the hours, in their ivory towers, till they are covered up with flowers,

In the back of a limousine. Da da da da de de da, da da de da de de de, talking about you and me,

and the games people play.

Look around, tell me what you see, what’s a happening to you and me.

God grant me the serenity, to just remember who I am. Cause you have given up your sanity,

For your pride and your vanity, turned your back on humanity, cause you don’t really care.

Oh the games people play now, every night and every day now, never meaning what they say

Now, never saying what they mean. Oh we make one another cry, break a heart, and then we say goodbye, cross our hearts and we hope to die, that the other was to blame. Neither one will ever

Give in, as we stare at our 8x10, thinking about the things that might have been, it’s a dirty rotten shame.  Da, da, da, da, de, da, da, da. Da, da, da, da, da, da, de, de, talking about you and me, and the games people play.

WALK A MILE IN MY SHOES

If I could be you, if you could be me, for just one hour, if we could find a way to get in each others mind.

If you could see you through my eyes, instead of your ego, you just might be, surprised to see, that you’ve been blind.

Walk a mile in my shoes, walk a mile in my shoes. Yea before you abuse, criticize and abuse, walk a mile in my shoes.

Now there are people on the reservation, out in the ghetto, and brother there, but for the grace of God, go you and I.

If I only had the wings of a little angel, you know I’d fly to the top of the mountain, and there I’d cry.

Walk a mile in my shoes, walk a mile in my shoes, yea before you accuse criticize and abuse, walk a mile in my shoes.

Now your whole world, you see before you, is just a reflection of the law of common, that says you reap just what you sow.

So unless you have lived a life of total perfection, you better be careful of every stone, that you throw.

Walk a mile in my shoes, walk a mile in my shoes, yea before you accuse, criticize and abuse, walk a mile in my shoes.

ALL MY EXES LIVE IN TEXAS

All my exes live in Texas, and Texas is the place I’d love to be.
All my exes live in Texas. That’s why I hang my hat in Tennessee.

Rossana is down in Texarkana, wanted me to push her broom. Sweet Ilene is in Abilene, she forgot I hung the moon.

Allison is in Galveston, somehow she lost her sanity. And Demples now lives in Temples, got the law looking for me.

All my exes live in Texas, and Texas is the place I’d love to be.
All my exes live in Texas, that’s why I hang my hat in Tennessee.

I remember that ole Frio river, where I learned to swim. But it brings to mind another time, where I wore my welcome thin.
Through transcendental meditation, I go there each night. But I always come back to myself, long before daylight.

All my exes live in Texas, and Texas is the place I’d really love to be.
All my exes live in Texas, That’s why I hang my hat in Tennessee.

Some folks think I’m hiding, it’s been rumored that I died, but I’m alive and well in Tennessee.

BLESSED ASSURANCE

Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine. Oh what a foretaste of glory divine Heir of salvation, purchase of God, born of his spirit, washed in his blood.

This is my story, this is my song, praising my savior, all the day long. This is my story, this is my song, praising my savior all the day long.

Perfect submission, perfect delight, visions of heaven, now burst on my sight. Angels descending, bring from above, echoes of mercy, whispers of love.

This is my story, this is my song, praising my savior all the day long. This is my story, this is my song, praising my savior all the day long.

Perfect submission, all is at rest, I in my savior, am happy and blessed. Watching and waiting, looking above. Filled with his goodness, lost in his love.

This is my story, this is my song, praising my savior all the day long. This is my story, this is my song. Praising my savior, all the day long.

CAN’T HELP FALLING IN LOVE

Wise men say, only fools rush in, but I can’t help, falling in love with you.

Shall I stay, would it be a sin? (yes) If I can’t help, falling in love with you.

Like a river flows, surely to the sea, darling so it goes, some things are meant to be.

Take my hand, take my whole life , too. For I can’t help, falling in love with you.

Like a river flows. surely to the sea, darling so it goes, some things are meant to be.

Take my hand, take my whole life too, for I can’t help falling in love with you. I can’t help falling in love with you.

TRY A LITTLE KINDNESS

If you see your brother, standing by the road, with a heavy load, from the seeds he sowed.

And you see your sister falling by the way, stop and say, your going the wrong way.

You’ve got to try a little kindness, just show a little kindness. Shine your light for everyone to see.

And if you try a little kindness, you will overlook the blindness, of the narrow minded people, of the narrow minded streets.

Don’t just walk around the down and out. Lend a helping hand, instead of doubt. And the kindness you show everyday, will help someone along their way.

You’ve got to try a little kindness, just show a little kindness. Shine your light on everyone to see.

And if you try a little kindness, you will overcome the blindness, of the narrow minded people, of the narrow minded streets. 

COME MONDAY

Heading out to San Francisco, for the labor day weekend show.
I’ve got my hushpuppies on, I guess I never was meant for glitter rock and roll. And honey, I didn’t know, that I’d be missing you so.

Come Monday, it will be alright, come Monday, I’ll be holding you tight.

I spent four lonely days in a brown L.A. haze, and I just want you back by my side. Yes, it’s been quite a summer, rent a cars and westbound trains.

Now you’re off on vacation, something you tried to explain. And darling, it’s I love you so, that’s the reason I just let you go. Come Monday, it will be alright, come Monday, I’ll be holding you tight. I spent four lonely days in a brown L.A. haze, and I just want you back by my side. I can’t help it honey, you are that much a part of me now, remember the night in Montana, when we said, there would be no room for doubt. I hope you enjoyed the scenery, I know that it’s pretty up there. We can go hiking on Tuesday, with you I’d walk anywhere. California has worn me quite thin, I just can’t wait to see you again. Come Monday, it’ll be alright, come Monday, I’ll be holding you tight. I spent four lonely days in a brown L.A. haze, and I just want you back by my side. I spent four lonely days in a brown L. A. haze, and I just want you back by my side.

DOWN BY THE RIVERSIDE

Gonna lay down my sword and shield, down by the riverside, down by the riverside. Down by the riverside. 

Gonna lay down my sword and shield, down by the riverside, ain’t gonna study war no more.

Gonna stick my sword in the golden sand, down by the riverside, down by the riverside. Down by the riverside.

Gonna stick my sword in the golden sand, down by the riverside,  ain’t gonna study war no more.

Ain’t gonna study war no more, ain’t gonna study war no more. Ain’t gonna study war no more or or.
Ain’t gonna study war no more, ain’t gonna study war. Ain’t gonna study war, no more.

Gonna put on my long white robe. Down by the riverside, down by the riverside, down by the riverside.
Gonna put on my long white robe, down by the riverside, ain’t gonna study war no more.

Gonna put on my firey crown, down by the riverside, down by the riverside,
Gonna put on my firey crown, down by the riverside, ain’t gonna study war no more.

WICHITA LINEMAN

I am a lineman for the county, and I drive the main road. Searching in the sun, for another overload.

I hear you singing in the wires, I can hear you through the whine, and the Wichita lineman, is still on the line.

I know I need a small vacation, but it don’t look like rain.

And if it snows, that stretch down south will never stand the strain.
And I need you more than want you. And I want you for alltime.

And the Wichita lineman, is still on the line.
And I need you more than want you, and I want you for alltime,
And the Wichita lineman, is still on the line.

SPANISH EYES

Blue Spanish eyes, teardrops are falling down your Spanish eyes.
Please, please don’t cry, this is just adios, and not good-bye.

Soon, I’ll return. Bringing you all the love your heart can hold.
Please, say si si. Say you and your Spanish eyes will wait for me.

Blue Spanish eyes, prettiest eyes in all of Mexico. True Spanish eyes, please smile for me, once more before I go.

Soon, I’ll return, bringing you all the love your heart can hold.
Please say si si. Say you and your Spanish eyes will wait for me.

Say you and your Spanish eyes will wait for me.

ON THE ROAD AGAIN

On the road again, I just can’t wait to get on the road again,
The life I love is making music with my friends, I just can’t wait to get on the road again.

On the road again, going places that I’ve never been, seeing things that I may never see again, I just can’t wait to get on the road again.

On the road again, like a band of gypsies, we go down the highway.
Were the best of friends, insisting that things keep going our way.

And our way. Is on the road again, the life I love is making music with my friends, and I can’t wait to get on the road again.

On the road again, like a band of gypsies, we go down the highway, were the best of friends, insisting that the world keeps turning our way.

And our way, is on the road again. On the road again, I can’t wait to get on the road again, the life I love is making music with my friends,

I just can’t wait to get on the road again.
I just can’t wait to get on the road again.

YOU ARE MY SUNSHINE

The other night dear, while I was dreaming, I dreamed I held you in my arms. When I awoke dear, I was mistaken, and I hung my head, and I cried.

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy, when skies are gray. You’ll never know dear, how much I love you, please don’t take my sunshine away.

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy, when skies are gray. You’ll never know dear , how much I love you,
Please don’t take my sunshine away.

FOLSOM PRISON BLUES

I hear the train a coming, rolling around the bend,
I ain’t seen the sunshine, since I don’t know when.
I’m stuck in Folsom prison, and time keeps draggin on.

But that train keeps a movin, on down to San Anton.
When I was just a baby, my mama told me son,
always be a good boy, don’t mess around with guns.

But I shot a man in Reno, just to watch him die.
When I hear that whistle blowin, I hang my head and cry.

I bet there’s rich folk eating, in that fancy dining car,
Probably drinking coffee, smoking big cigars.
But I know I had it coming, I know I can’t be free.
But those people keep a moving, and that’s what tortures me.

If they free me from this prison, and that railroad train was mine, I’d probably move it over, further on down the line.

When I hear that whistle blowin. I hang my head, and cry.