Sundown, Yellow Moon, I Replay The Past

The Dirt Of Gossip Blows Into My Face And The Dust Rumors Cover Me. But If The Arrow Is Straight And The Point Is Slick, It Can Pierce Through Dust No Matter How Thick.

Last Night I Danced With A Stranger, But She Just Reminded Me You Were The One.

You're Going To Die. You're Going To Be Dead. It Could Be 20 Years, It Could Be Tomorrow, Anytime. So Am I. I Mean, We're Just Going To Be Gone. The World's Going To Go On Without Us. All Right, Now. You Do Your Job In The Face Of That, And How Seriously You Take Yourself, You Decide For Yourself.

Let Us Not Talk Falsely Now, The Hour Is Getting Late.

In The Home Of The Brave, Jefferson Turning Over In His Grave.