Jam
by Nanci Griffith, James Hooker, Danny Flowers
Gulf coast highway, he worked the rails
He worked the rice fields with their cold dark wells
He worked the oil rigs in the Gulf of Mexico
The only thing we've owned is this old house here by the road
And when he dies he says he'll catch some blackbird's wing
And we will fly away to heaven
Come some sweet blue bonnet spring
She walked through springtime when I was home
The days were sweet, our nights were warm
The seasons changed, the jobs would come
The flowers fade, and this old house felt so alone
When the wor
Gulf coast highway, he worked the rails
He worked the rice fields with their cold dark wells
He worked the oil rigs in the Gulf of Mexico
The only thing we've owned is this old house here by the road
And when he dies he says he'll catch some blackbird's wing
And we will fly away to heaven
Come some sweet blue bonnet spring
She walked through springtime when I was home
The days were sweet, our nights were warm
The seasons changed, the jobs would come
The flowers fade, and this old house felt so alone
When the wor
Wasting Time
At the end of motion
Commit me to the ocean
At the end of thinking
All I want is sinking
The worldly pain of life I leave behind
The give and take of love is not a crime
Like wasting time
It's kinda like a fever
My sleep is getting deeper
It's kinda like a sunset
Fade to black, but not yet
The earthly joy of sex and weed and wine
The high and low of life is not a crime
Like wasting time
It's time I started a fire
Not just a funeral pyre
It's time I get busy living
Not just taking but giving
And leave the pain and hurt and fear behind
And throw away the chains and free my mind
And open up my heart and let love shine
Wasting time
Say goodbye to lonely, Say goodbye to worry
Say goodbye to money, Say goodbye to hurry
Say goodbye