Social Distortion cover -Reach for the sky
Rise Again - Mahones cover
I saw you from across the road,
Your eyes were golden grain.
Loved the way you looked at me,
The best, the same.
I never saw you since that night,
I never knew your name.
I wondered where you're hanging out,
Once again.
Saw you in the bar last night,
With someone else instead.
Looked up, sure you looked at me,
You turned your head.
'Cause you are the woman of my dreams.
Sure I'd love to be your friend.
Want you to come back to me.
Rise again.
Hey!
Comin' back to this old town.
The streets are still the same.
Hopin' you'll remember me,
Once again.
I don't care where you're going to,
Sure I don't care where you've been.
As long as you come back to me,
Rise again.
Yeaha..
I don't care where you're going to,
Sure I don't care where you've been.
As long as you come back to me,
Rise again. Rise Again.
Hey!
As long as you come back to me,
Rise again.
Mobile Blues - John Cougar Mellencamp cover
Headed south to work to pipeline
Make some cash while in the meantime
Baby jumped a bird and flew away
Lordy, Lordy, my, my mind's achin'
Drunk and down and out and makin' time
With anything that comes my way
Staggered to the Greyhound station
L.A. means my destination
Put me on that dog, take me away
Mobile blues baby, I can't make it
Got me down Lord, I can't take it
Here in Alabama for one more day
I called a friend in Frisco
He said baby's in L.A.
Here I am in Alabama two thousand miles away
Lord I got this mobile blues today
I left her back in Frisco, Lord
And she begged me not to go
I know somebody must have told her
That I travel and I lie
That they saw me drunk in mobile
With some wired up chick from Jacksonville
And brother did we look like we could fly
I staggered to the Greyhound station
L.A. means my destination
Put me on that dog, take me away
Lord I got this mobile blues today
Lord I got this mobile blues today
The Tavern (eigen nr )
In a tavern by the sea
where the stories float like wine
There is a melodie that haunts me
echoing throught time
Voices of the sailers,
lost upon the waves
Singing to the moonlight
shadows in their graves
The Fiddler plays a tune that makes the heardache fade away
In the haze of whiskey dreams where the weary find their way
A chorus of the broke , with tales of joy an pain
Singing to the heavens hoping for the rain
