SILVER SPOON

All my friends have gone to college.

They just can’t get enough of school.

What you gonna do with all that knowledge,

would you eat from that Silver Spoon?

I don’t need no house in the suburb,

S-U-V no pager number.

All I want is make sweet love to you.

Just want to make sweet love to you.

All my friends have gone got married.

Thinking two incomes are so cool.

What you gonna do with all them chillens?

How will you eat from the Silver Spoon?

I don’t need no house in the suburb.

Don’t want to be a divorce number.

All I want is make sweet love to you.

Just want to make sweet love to you.

Come on baby, let’s make some sweet love.

Just you and me in this drafty old shack.

If the hawk crawls up our back.

We’ll just roll over and grab that afghan you been knitting.

I don’t need no house in the suburb.

I need no cellular number.

All I want is make sweet love to you.

Just want to make sweet love to you.

Woman you got this old house rocking.

I love to chase the blues with you.

But lately I been wondering.

Would you pass that old wooden soup spoon?

I don’t need no house in the suburb.

I need no licence numbers.

All I want is make sweet love to you.

Just want to make sweet love to you.

Just want you.

BLEEDING ON THE MOUNTAIN

She said she could dance.  She said she could sing.

So I fell in love with her.  I gave her a diamond ring.

She said she could not live in the high mountain air.

Maybe I might marry you, but you have to live down there.

 

So I loaded up my Harley with everything I owned.

Waved my goodbyes,  headed down the mountain road.

The Asters, or something, must have been in bloom.

I was getting light headed.  I was fading into a swoon.

 

I was getting higher, I could no longer feel.

My bike hit a patch of grease, I lost my wheel.

I was just thinking how life is such a bitch.

I find me a woman, now I’m bleeding in a ditch.

 

She said she could dance.  She said she could sing.

So I fell in love with her.  I gave her a diamond ring.

She said she could not live in the high mountain air.

May be I might marry you, but you nave to live down there.

 

I’m bleeding on the mountain, put a message in the air.

I hope my prayer reaches her, I hope she really cares.

Honey if you hear me, find a preacher guy.

I want to marry you before I die.

 

I’m bleeding on the mountain and what is this I see?

A lady dressed in white walking up to me.

Oh I can’t believe this, she just can’t be here.

It is my dear old mama, she’s been dead many years.

 

I’m bleeding on the mountain and I’m looking at a light.

It’s growing ever stronger, it’s taking up my sight.

I’m bleeding on the mountain, someones calling from the light.

I think it’s a tunnel, I think I’ll step inside.

 

I’m bleeding on the mountain, about to take a tunnel ride.

When I hear “I love you” and my babies at my side.

She said she heard me calling, it gave her such a fright.

She lost another lover right here, one year ago tonight.

 

I’m riding down the mountain with my baby by my side.

We might not live forever, but we’ll give it one hell of a ride.

 

See you later mama, got my baby by my side.

See you later mama.