St. Ignatius Lyrics

I was playing every Monday on Burgundy in some shitty little bar I was working on a novel called 'New Orleans Ain't No City', it's a Scar The heroine does heroin, the hero wears hi...Read Full Lyrics

Oh have you seen Miss Molly. Her cheeks are rosy red. Her lips are soft as satin and they taste like ginger bread. Oh. Oh. Oh. Me oh my Miss Molly, I'm in love with you. Me oh my ...Read Full Lyrics

Merle Haggard, Bluebook Music (BMI) First thing I remember knowin' was a lonesome whistle blowin' And a young-on's dream of growing up to ride On a freight train leaving town, not...Read Full Lyrics

Well I must have been stoned when this whole started, 'Cause I just can't seem to think straight anymore. Can't figure out where I'm at, maybe Memphis, maybe Mexico. I think yo...Read Full Lyrics

Last night I dreamt of you, Abbie Hoffman peddling your books I gave five bucks to you, the other kids just gave you dirty looks I said, "I'm sorry it didn't work out quite the way...Read Full Lyrics