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Heat

When the rats are running And the boys are gunning For heads on a tin plate --- You can hear the footfall Softly in the back yard. And the black jack is called Face up on the last card. You'd better call your witness In your dirty business. Trop tard...

Heavy Horses

Iron-clad feather-feet pounding the dust An October's day, towards evening Sweat embossed veins standing proud to the plough Salt on a deep chest seasoning Last of the line at an honest day's toil Turning the deep sod under Flint at the fetlock, chasing the bo...

Heavy Water

I walked out in the city night, A burning in my eyes, like it was broad daylight. And it was hot, down there in the crowd. The stars went out behind a thunder cloud. Chatter in the air, like a telegraph line. Big drops hissing on the neon sign. Thumping in my...

Home

As the dawn sun breaks over sleepy gardens I'll be here to do all things to comfort you. And though I've been away Left you alone this way Why don't you come awake And let your first smile take me home. The shadows in the park were longer yesterday And Lady L...

Hot Mango Flush

Hot mango flush Ladies with ice cream hair Gyroscopic pink neon beams Everybody's happy about something The crowd moves like a flock of starlings: They switch direction as one Jive on the jukebox Jack and Joker Split the night air with whoop and holler Faint...

Hunt By Numbers

Hey little buddies: soft and silky night walkers. Dangerous species - Tiptoe menace long grass stalkers on my bed: no butter melting in your jaws. Bonding monster - Lethal weapon wearing claws. Let's go out to hunt by numbers. Tabby, spotted, black...

Hunting girl

One day I walked the road and crossed a field to go by where the hounds ran hard. And on the master raced: behind the hunters chased to where the path was barred. One fine young lady's horse refused the fence to clear. I unlocked the gate but she did wait unti...

Hymn 43

Our father high in heaven - smile down upon your son who's busy with his money games - his women and his gun. Oh Jesus save me! And the unsung Western hero, killed an Indian or three and then he made his name in Hollywood to set the white man free. Oh Jesus s...

I Don't Want To Be Me

Got a grand house out in the country. Marble pillars holding the door. Empty bottles lining the wall from the night before. Got a Roller out in the garage. But the wheels are stuck to the floor. Got no reason to go anywhere--no friends call anymore. I do...

I'm Your Gun

Blew my smoke on a sunny day, when the first black powder came my way. Hot lead ball from a muzzle cold to win fair lady and take your gold. I know it hardly seems the time (I am your gun) to talk of blue steel so sublime. (I am your gun) I can understand your...

Inside

All the places I've been make it hard to begin to enjoy life again on the inside, but I mean to. Take a walk around the block and be glad that I've got me some time to be in from the outside, and inside with you. I'm sitting on the corner feeling glad. Got no...

It All Trickles Down

There's a dragon-tail swishing behind tonight. Poison's rising. I'm up too tight. I might not be responsible for the things that I might do. My tanks are full and my dogs are loose. Bees in my bonnet. Stew in juice. Sauté-simmer, shallow-fry when it al...

It's Breaking Me Up

So many long days. In so many ways. I try to get through to what lies deep inside of you. Oh, baby. I said, you're breaking me up, woman. Yeah, you're breaking me down. You're lying in little pieces scattered all around. You're doing your worst to see...

Jack A Lynn

Cold aeroplanes, slow boats, warm trains remind me of Jack-A-Lynn. Lush hotels and pretty girls won't cheer the misty mood I'm in. Silly, sad, I've never had to write this before, oh, Jack-A-Lynn. Funny how long nights allow thoughts of Jack-A-Lynn. When phan...

Jack Forst and the hooded crow

Through long December nights we talk in words of rain or snow while you, through chattering teeth, reply and curse us as you go. Why not spare a thought this day for those who have no flame To warm their bones at Christmas time? Say Jack Frost and the Hooded C...

Jack in the green

Have you seen Jack-In-The-Green? With his long tail hanging down. He sits quietly under every tree --- in the folds of his velvet gown. He drinks from the empty acorn cup the dew that dawn sweetly bestows. And taps his cane upon the ground --- signals the snow...

Jeffrey Goes To Leicester Square

Bright city woman walking down Leicester Square everyday. Gonna get a piece of my mind. You think you're not a piece of my kind. Ev'rywhere the people looking. Why don't you get up and sing? Bright city woman where did you learn all the things you say? You li...

John Barleycorn

There were three men, came out of the west, Their fortunes for to try And these three men made a solemn vow: John Barleycorn must die! Well, they've ploughed, they've sown, they've harrowed him in. Threw clods upon his head. Till these three men were sat...

Journeyman

Spine-tingling railway sleepers --- Sleepy houses lying four-square and firm Orange beams divide the darkness Rumbling fit to turn the waking worm. Sliding through Victorian tunnels where green moss oozes from the pores. Dull echoes from the wet embankments Ba...

Jump Start

In the dark of the city backwoods, something stirs then slips away. Law and order in darkest Knightsbridge. Crime and punishment at play. Hey, Mr. Policeman won't you come on over. Hook me up to the power lines of your love. Jump start, or tow me away. An...