Dig A Little Deeper

I want to be closer to thee
I want to dig a little deeper in the storehouse of his love
I want to shine all of the time
I want to dig a little deeper in the storehouse of his love

I want to dig a little deeper incoming love
Dig a little deeper incoming love
I want to dig a little deeper in the storehouse of his love
I want to walk more like Jesus would
I want to talk more like a preecher would
I want to dig a little deeper in the storehouse of his love

I want to dig a little deeper incoming love
Dig a little deeper incoming love
I want to dig a little deeper in the storehouse of his love
I want to walk more like Jesus would
I want to talk more like a young man should
I want to dig a little deeper in the storehouse of his love

I want to do what’s always true
I want to dig a little deeper in the storehouse of his love
Each day that I, I want more power
I want to dig a little deeper in the storehouse of his love

I want to dig a little deeper incoming love
Dig a little deeper incoming love
I want to dig a little deeper in the storehouse of his love
I want to talk more like a young man should
I want to walk more like a preacher would
I want to dig a little deeper in the storehouse of his love

Make Love

I’ll make love to you
Slow if you want me to
I’ll kiss you
When we’re through

I’ll be good this once
I promise you not to rush
I’ll give it a
Gentle push

I believe, I believe that mistakes have been made
I regret what I’ve done, taking and taking, oh I…
I can’t believe what you done, you should’ve known it was wrong
You don’t have to forget or say I’m forgiven, because I…
I apologize

I know that it’s hard to find
A body, a soul, a mind
In one gentleman
All combined

So do what you’ve got to do
A lashing should be my due
But I’ll learn
And you’ll learn too

Chorus

Say what you will
I’ll swallow the biggest pill
I ain’t treated you
Very well

So give me your lowest blow
Square right between the nose
But tonight this house is mine
That’s a good sign

Chorus

St. Louis Blues

If I don’t feel tomorrow like I feel today, hey hey hey
If I don’t feel tomorrow like I feel today, hey hey hey
I shall pack up my belongings and make my getaway

If I don’t need nothing just my shoulder and my pack, potato, potato, hey hey hey
Well I don’t need nothing just my shoulder and my pack, hey hey hey, potato, potato
Now sometime all I need is just to see the preacher ball the jack

I got them St. Louis blue, I’m as blue as I can, hey hey hey
My woman’s got a heart, like a rock cast in the sea, hey hey hey, hey hey hey, hey hey hey, hey hey hey

Well I don’t need nothing just my bowl and my pipe, potato, potato, hey hey hey
Well I do not need nothing just my bowl and my pipe, hey hey hey, potato, potato
Well sometime I’m old King Cole, all I need’s a fiddle and a fife.

I got them sanctiificious Louis blues, potato, potato, potato, potato

Six Buckets Of Kerosene

They wouldn’t pay to fix it up
Now they’re going to pay, they’ll see it burning down
They wouldn’t pay to fix it up
Now they’re going to pay, they’ll see it burning down
We’re going to take six buckets of kerosene
We’re going to burn it down

Well Mr. & Mrs. Jones live upstairs
For slightly more than forty years or so
Well Mr. & Mrs. Jones, they live upstairs
For slightly more than forty-four years or so
We’re going to take six buckets of kerosene
We’re going to burn it down

Spill a quart in every room or so
Wake up little Suzy they ain’t found her yet
Spill a quart in every room or so
Wake up fool put out your cigarette

Well ain’t nobody going to raise a fuss or make a stink
Just help old Joe out to the street
Well ain’t nobody going to raise a fuss or make a stink
Just help old Joe out on to the street
We’re going to take six buckets of kerosene
We’re going to burn it down

Six buckets of kerosene (Six buckets of kerosene)
Six buckets of kerosene (Six buckets of kerosene)
Six buckets of kerosene (Six buckets of kerosene)
Six buckets of kerosene (Six buckets of kerosene)
We’re going to take six buckets of
We’re going to burn it down

Drownin’ of Two

I try to be kind then I find that I
Lied to hide how I feel
So I smile but you know how deeply it goes
Low, oh I got it bad

I seen you baby sit stare at the pool
You wait till I’m watching you
Before you jump in
Fool you know you can’t swim, so let it begin
The drowning of two

I seen you baby sit stare at the pool
Then you wait till I’m watching you
Before you jump in
Fool you know you can’t swim, so let it begin
The drowning of two
The drowning of two

Doowan Me a Wirlda Good

You give me mirrors I can look in
Doowan me a wirlda good
oh yeah
Oh but sometimes it’s so hatrd to watch me reflection
Doowan me a wirlda good
oh yeah
But you’re doowan me a wirlda good
Doowan me a wirlda good

You give me words that I can live by
Doowan me a wirlda good
Oh it’s true
I say true words, they’re words I can occupy
Doowan me a wirlda good
Justify
But you’re doowan me a wirlda good
Doowan me a wirlda good

You give me things that I can rise up to
Doowan me a wirlda good
Oh the best of times
But sometimes it’s so hard to leave the sofa for your room
Doowan me a wirlda good
Woah it’s true
But you’re doowan me a wirlda good
We’re doowan me a wirlda good
You’re doowan me a wirlda good
You’re doowan me a wirlda good

Mule

I’m a man named Mule without a queen
I’d raft upstream to find your swarthy dream
I’m a man named Mule without a home
The river gives me two directions known

I have seen the sky turning green
Clouds run blue, sun and moon disagree
Brine meets blue, out there on that horize
No point on which to fix my Mississippi eyes

I have seen your ship out on the rise
It comes so near then sinks below the skies
So I followed you to Cairo, Illinois
You knew this man and gave him mooring lines

I have seen the skies turning green
Clouds run blue, sun and moon disagree
Brine meets blue, out there on that horize
No point on which to fix my Mississippi eyes

I can see the day I broke my knees
Two feet towards the town two towards the trees
I’m a man named Mule without a queen
They’ll drag the river bed for my remains, for my remains…

I have seen the skies turning green
Clouds run blue, sun and moon disagree
Brine meets blue, out there on that horize
No point on which to fix my Mississippi eyes

I have seen
Clouds run blue
I dig you, out there on that horize
Point, my Mississippi eyes

Yesterday’s Sun

Did you watch me sleep this morning
Knowing that you wouldn’t be back at all
Now I see you’re on the mountain
Send my love

Yesterday’s sun doesn’t shine on the new world
That ain’t the same sun that shines so bright
On the flowers you gave
To me on my birthday

Yesterday’s sun doesn’t shine on the window
That ain’t the same sun that shined so bright
On the bed we made
With the sheets all pushed away

Well I know there ain’t two suns
But I feel the light of a different one

Did you watch me sleep this morning
Knowing that you wouldn’t be back at all
Now I see you’re on the mountain
Send my love

Those jeans of mine
Wrapped around your behind

Yesterday’s sun doesn’t shine on the wet grass
That ain’t the same sun that warmed her toes
In the field where she sleeps
Buried beneathe the trees
Yesterdays’ sun wouldn’t have done this deed to me

Did you watch me sleep this morning
Knowing you wouldn’t be back at all
Now I see you’re on the mountain
Send my love

The plans we made
Our plans to get away
If you asked me what they were
I’d be embarrassed just to say