Words by Victoria Williams
I walked plenty of miles
Down long and bumpy roads
And I've had lots of holes on the soles
Of my shoes
I'm on my second sole
It's looking mighty worn
I'...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Victoria Williams
Words by Victoria Williams
This moment will never come again
I know it because it has never been before
I listen to the rain outside the door
A thousand voices singing songs that ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Victoria Williams
My sister got bit by a copperhead snake
In the woods behind the house
Nobody was home so I grabbed her foot
And I sucked that poison out
My sister got better in a month or tw...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Victoria Williams
Words by Victoria Williams
The Clouds piled up high
The periwinkle sky
And the water soft and brown
It looks like you could walk on it
And I wonder if I'll stay
Or if I'll go away...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Victoria Williams
Potato 2, potato 3, potato 4
5 potato, 6 potato, 7 potato, more
Better run and hide if they're searching for you
Can you get home without them catching you?
In your own private h...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Victoria Williams
Lights of the city look so good
Almost like somebody thought they would
Thought they would
What kinda song would you give
If you had a song to give?
What kinda life would you live...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Victoria Williams
How many times must a newspaper call
Tryin' to persuade me to subscribe?
I don't subscribe to newspapers
I'm sure I'll find out soon enough
So what if I am the last to know, that's...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Victoria Williams
One laugh in the middle of a struggle
A diamond at the bottom of a puddle
Did you ever walk somewhere, just to take the time
Or take the fast road and get going
I looked in a fryin...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Victoria Williams
Gladys and Lucy
Well there's a change in the wind
When you look and see
Where you are and where you've been
On this hill
Walking on this hill
On this canyon path there are no...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Victoria Williams
Down across from the Cresswell Hotel
Harry sits there polishing his bells and dinky toys
Oh, Harry and the boys
On slow Sunday afternoons
One could hear a tune rise from the alley...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Victoria Williams