Poems

A truck needs a highway - a train needs a track
I could use a little sun on my back

There's two kinds of brothers and two kinds of lovers
ttwo kinds of babys to hold

More Heads - More Country - More Fun
Let the horses run

Sit tall in the saddle - hold your head up high
keep your eyes fixe - where the trail meets the sky
and live like you ain't afraid to die
and don't be scared - just enjoy your ride

Love and lies she gave to me
now a million lovers couldn't set me free

The season still turn and the prairie still yearn
for those who where here long ago
the Sioux have all gone and the bison moved on
and soon I will follow them home

Her kiss so sweet her angel eyes
was just her love and other lies

What have I become my sweetest friend
everyone I know goes away in the end

Looking for a soft place
nothing more than a small taste

It' so hard to find
one man in ten with a satisfied mind

I need a girl like you
like a whole in my head

So you walked out and close the door
said I don't live here anymore

I hope you always drive a cadillac
and always drink champagne

There's a sound with no name when a far away train
cries like an unloved child