Did you ever get the feeling that you’ve been cheated? Never gonna find your heart’s desire Reach out your arms to the horizon Waiting for the great Chicago fire Have to make things worse before they’re better Did you ever get the feeling that I’m a liar Take that curse and put it in a letter Throw it on the great Chicago fire Is there nothing we have learned? Burn, baby, burn Getting higher and higher Burn, baby, burn Hold your feet to the fire Ever get the message that you’re not needed Caught between the concrete and the wire All it takes is a spark of some desire Then you start the great Chicago fire Great Chicago fire!

I'm like the rusty gate on your front yard Hanging on by one hinge Sooner or later, if you swing too hard You know I'm gonna give in Directions that you gave me, love Left me nowhere in the end When we got close to the golden state You know I had to give in You know I can't help but give in You can play your song on Spanish guitar Castanets and violin It's my free lunch, a sucker punch You know I'm gonna give in Take another lock of my brown hair Peel another layer of skin Hit from below, sad and slow You know I'm gonna give in You know I can't help but give in Give in to me So sad and slow Give in to me Hit me from below Give in to me So sad and slow Give in to me I'm like the rusty gate on your front yard Hanging on by one hinge Sooner or later, if you swing too hard You know I'm gonna give in You know I can't help but give in

The heart of our love lies somewhere in between The hand I’m dealt and the one that I deal I been here longer than I ever planned to stay Now the siren in my head’s gettin’ louder And I’ve got to make my play Now I know Win or draw No on gets this far Without spilling a little blood Trading the wrong side of love The wrong side of love For the right side of the law The mile that you pledged to walk for me Could get you 10 in my shoes I was never yours to win If you were never mine to lose Now I know The ball and jack You were killin’ time But a true killer don’t look back On the wrong side of love The wrong side of love From the right side of the law Now didn’t your Daddy take you on his knee At the old home place And tell you no one ever dies With a smile on his face A Dutch anarchist in Amsterdam Sealed my fate tonight Put me in a room full of thirsty women ‘Til I came out with a wife Will you think of me in your slumber In some hotel, under your spell With a phone with too many numbers Cop lights flash Van Gogh blue They promised me my life If I traded you The wrong side of love The wrong side of love For the right side of the law

I had visions of cobble streets and bull runs On my flight to Spain Greeting little kids with chewing gum On my flight to Spain In Majorca they’re planning me a welcome Bells will be ringing for me on the border And a band of horns and drum On my flight to Spain Imagine the armada setting sail from the bay On my flight to Spain Fighting in the hills with Lincoln’s brigade On my flight to Spain Now if I was from Hollywood You would sent me car for coming this far Across the great divide On my flight to Spain Sitting here eating a plum On my flight to Spain Every move I’ve made seems dumb On my flight to Spain Now can I be the saint in your prayers I’ll be waiting for you On the back stairs Or I’ll be sleeping sound Somewhere in the departure lounge Dreaming of food and dames On my flight to Spain On my flight to Spain On my flight to Spain

Cannonball, everything that flies must someday fall Pennies from heaven are worth nothing at all When you ride that cannonball Gravity, duck your head and pull your chest up to you knees Waving from the barrel saying “look at me!” Can you defy gravity Like a charm, you won’t ever come to harm Crashing through the surface into water deep and calm Go on living, like a charm Cannonball, they never loved you after all But you kept coming back for more Like a human cannonball Destiny, look into the future tell me what you see ‘Cos you’re going to get there ahead of me And I don’t believe in Destiny

Monterey, Monterey I’m leaving today From Monterey If I told you I loved you Would you stay in Monterey California ain’t no land of plenty It didn’t take long to see I’ve got folks in Oklahoma City Who just sent a ticket to me I’m moving along but I worry That lovin’ you has been in vain You got one bottle of wine To make up your mind Oh! I may not be back again I only want what everybody wants A little love and affection Do I gotta turn an outlaw Oh! Just to get some of your attention I’ll get a farm in Stillwater I’ll get some horses to run I’ll sit and play this old guitar For the rattlers in the sun Now the city lights ain’t like champagne They’re more like bubbles in a glass of beer But I would be so lonely Oh! If I knew you were here

Who is that man with the little flecks of white In the corner of his mouth at 5 o’clock at night? He’s got eyes like pissholes in the snow I think he might be someone that you know What’s he doing now, stumbling about? Face all shining red like someone left his out For a little too long a long time ago I hope he isn’t someone that you know You can kick him in the shin he’ll feel no pain Wouldn’t know where to begin But if you call him by his real name He’ll probably jump out of his skin Teeth a little yellow, heart a little black I peer into the mirror and I see him staring back And a flash of recognition barely shows I think he might be someone that I know He’s a bit unsteady on his pins He’s got no one but himself to blame There’s a nasty waxy glow about his skin He’s impervious to reason or to shame In the corner of a bar room, out there on the street He’s roughly the last person that you’d ever want to meet Much to close for comfort and to home I think he might be someone that you know

I need a transfusion To get this bad blood out of my veins I’m in confusion Why you put our love to shame Your good boy has gone bad now Sweet William ain’t sweet anymore I’ve got the transfusion blues Don’t know if I can go back now I’m in a mean feeling Like ivy’s growin’ up my spine It’s got me rockin’ and a reelin’ Like I could throw one punch and win a fight When I said bread You said cake I said mend and you said break My confidence you revealed I showed my hand You kept yours concealed If I knew then All that I know now You’re no friend of mine Every kind thing you said was a lie

If I could make it through to see tomorrow If I could make it to the other side If I could make it through, I'll send some back to you On the sly, on the sly A town between city and country The food gets shipped in from miles and miles away I spend my days here Thinking my reward is near I've forgotten just how good it tastes If I could make it through to see tomorrow If I could make it to the other side If I could make it through, I'll send some back to you On the sly, on the sly Where I was born don't exist anymore You won't find a familiar face A dry wind blows through Our lot was split in two You won't even recognize the place I have this dream every now and again We're shouting with glee as the four walls give in If I could make it through to see tomorrow If I could make it to the other side If I could make it through, I'll send some back to you On the sly, on the sly

Up on the mountain where the honeysuckle grows Up on the mountain the world below Is laid out plain for me to see Like a board of Monopoly I’m goin’ down I’m gonna make my mark End to end we go like a domino Up on the mountain is where I’m from But I don’t miss it now I’m gone Where the rain makes dough of an old dirt road Like a milky cup of coffee down it flows Off the mountain Off the mountain End to end we go like a domino Up on the mountain my papa’s so mean They say his name like a blasphemy I was relieved when the revenuers took him down Off the mountain for the still they found On the mountain Up on the mountain End to end we go like a domino I came down the mountain To marry my wife And we’re gonna make us a life It may be long it may be brief But my mountain is gonna stay in relief As we go As we go End to end we go like a domino Up on the mountain I can’t tell no one I had a dream that I had a son I didn’t live to see him grow But he’d return one day to go Up the mountain Up on the mountain Son to daddy Daddy to son like a domino Up on the mountain my boy will come To see where I ran and where I aimed my gun Where I made my bed from the leaves of a tree My boy is gonna be a second chance of me On the mountain Up on the mountain Son to daddy Daddy to son Like a domino End to end we go like a domino

Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son ? And where have you been my darling young one ? I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highways I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall. Oh, what did you see, my blue eyed son ? And what did you see, my darling young one ? I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin' I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin' I saw a white ladder all covered with water I saw ten thousand takers whose tongues were all broken I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall. And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son ? And what did you hear, my darling young one ? I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin' I heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world I heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin' I heard ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin' I heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin' Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall. Oh, who did you meet my blue-eyed son ? Who did you meet, my darling young one ? I met a young child beside a dead pony I met a white man who walked a black dog I met a young woman whose body was burning I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow I met one man who was wounded in love I met another man who was wounded and hatred And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall. And what'll you do now, my blue-eyed son ? And what'll you do now my darling young one ? I'm a-goin' back out 'fore the rain starts a-fallin' I'll walk to the deepths of the deepest black forest Where the people are a many and their hands are all empty Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison Where the executioner's face is always well hidden Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten Where black is the color, where none is the number And I'll tell and think it and speak it and breathe it And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it Then I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin' But I'll know my songs well before I start singin' And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.