by The Band of Heathens on album One Foot in the Ether

Hey Rider, hey rider, hey rider .Lay down your arms. Hey rider, hey rider, hey rider.All is not lost. Come all yea turn riders.Take leave of your war.lay down the plowshares. You have beaten to swords

by The Band of Heathens on album The Band of Heathens: Live at Antone's

I like my cornbread in the morning rising I like my cornbread when it's nice and fresh I like my cornbread with a little bit of butter Like them sticky fingers when it gets so wet Hey mama don't you

by The Band of Heathens on album The Band of Heathens

I like my cornbread in the morning rising I like my cornbread when it's nice and fresh I like my cornbread with a little bit of butter Like them sticky fingers when it gets so wet Hey mama don't you

by The Band of Heathens on album The Band of Heathens

Steam rising off of the river at the break of day Light creeping into room 218 at the Beaujolais Left you crawling across the floor Head ringing, your eyes so sore Bloodshot, drowning while you down a

by The Band of Heathens on album The Band of Heathens

Nine steps down on a ten story ride One part love and two parts pride Three tons of steel with four miles to go Sinking them down in the Gulf of Mexico Rigged on point, the top of the tower Watch for

by The Band of Heathens on album The Band of Heathens

Rolling down hill just as fast as you can You try to get away from the people and places you know You know You broken down flat but you're wild and free You flow like a river rolling into the sea and

by The Band of Heathens on album The Band of Heathens

I met a girl from Manitoba Where the wind is wild on the Hudson Bay She could've been from Oklahoma If she didn't live so far away Prairie girl I read your letters As I stood by the tracks of the C.P

by The Band of Heathens on album The Band of Heathens

Sleep don't overtake me here Don't run me down like this I got miles before they gonna lay me down I ain't a-ready yet, no I ain't there yet A quaalude Highway hypnotizing the lines across my face One

by The Band of Heathens on album The Band of Heathens

When I call in the morning Why don't you reply? 'Cause you know I'd wait til' the evening When the sun has said goodbye When I'm home in the evening Won't you please come by Lay with me for an hour A

by The Band of Heathens on album The Band of Heathens

Mama got a voice like sugar so sweet and fine Sister singing Amazing Grace, right in time They're laying poor papa low, in the ground that he worked and sowed They waitin' at the Jackson Station for t

by The Band of Heathens on album The Band of Heathens: Live at Antone's

There's frost outside, it's on my window It's freezing up, it's on my shadow I'm a-walking fast but I ain't moving This kind of life gonna bring me down So please don't call on me no, I said now mist

by The Band of Heathens on album The Band of Heathens

I pointed north towards Kansas City I thought I'd drive all night I got oil in my gasoline Smoke coming out my pipe And every mile I leave behind me Is like a hundred dollar bill You know I might com

by The Band of Heathens on album The Band of Heathens

You hit me just like a train wreck Got me looking in the mirror You fit me 'cause we were both bent You know it's easier to see from here But I was wrong to let you go But I just had to let you know

by The Band of Heathens on album The Band of Heathens

There's frost outside, it's on my window It's freezing up, it's on my shadow I'm a-walking fast but I ain't moving This kind of life gonna bring me down So please don't call on me no, I said now mist

by The Band Of Heathens on album Sunday Morning Record

Flies in the kitchen, they came in through the window From the hole in the screen, no grass on the lawn The rain keeps pouring and steam keeps rising It’s hotter than pavement on the 4th of July

by The Band Of Heathens on album Top Hat Crown & The Clapmaster's Son

(*Brooks) [** Bonus:] Hey mother fertile one* Speak to me your numbered son From the dust of wood and stone Gave you birth to flesh and bone Suckled we your lovely breast And filled your shores from

by The Band of Heathens on album SXSW 2009 Showcasing Artists

I like my cornbread in the morning rising I like my cornbread when it's nice and fresh I like my cornbread with a little bit of butter Like them sticky fingers when it gets so wet Hey mama don't you

by The Band of Heathens on album Live At Antone's

I like my cornbread in the morning rising I like my cornbread when it's nice and fresh I like my cornbread with a little bit of butter Like them sticky fingers when it gets so wet Hey mama don't you

by The Band of Heathens on album Top Hat Crown & the Clapmaster's Son

(*Stegall/Harris/Schuyler) Thirty miles on the Gulf Stream I hear the South wind moan* The bridges getting lower, shrimp boats coming home The old man down in the Quarter slowly turns his head Takes a

by The Band of Heathens on album The Double Down - Live in Denver, Volume 1

I was never one for compromise I couldn't fit at school Gonzo by the seventh grade I played them all the fool I couldn't find shoes my size, had to walk ten miles Blisters on the backs of my soul and