by Greg Brown on album The Poet Game
[Chorus:] One wrong turn is all it takes And there ain't many signs - You only get a few breaks. Some get more. Some get less. One wrong turn leads to the next. The days go slow and the years go fast
by Greg Brown on album Bathtub Blues
Tuna is tired, the seahorse is sleepy, The hammerhead's not feeling well. The catfish is yawning- It's lights-out time Down at the Sea Hotel.
by Greg Brown on album Slant 6 Mind
Spring and what's left of the hippies return from old rooming houses and Mexico. More letters, more journals, more poems to burn; Real heat at last. At last my words glow. My friend Jim just broke up
by Greg Brown on album Honey In The Lion's Head
I never will marry I'll be no man's wife I intend to stay single For the rest of my life One day as I wandered Down by the seashore The wind it did whistle And the waters did roar I heard a poor mai
by Greg Brown on album Over And Under
Betty Ann, Betty Ann, marry me while you can. It's the appointed hour, let us make haste. Them things is knockin', honey, down around your waist. As it happens, tonight I'm somewhat 'faced. Betty Ann,
by Greg Brown on album One More Goodnight Kiss
Now the railroad came generations ago And the town grew up as the crops did grow The crops grew well and the town did too They say it's dyin now and there ain't a thing we can do I don't have to read
by Greg Brown on album Down In There
There's a girl standing on a red mud road Looking up at Legel's Hill She has never been much farther than that But she knows someday she will Hillbilly girl - a big big world She is strumming on a c
by Greg Brown on album Songs Of Innocence And Of Experience
I went to the Garden of Love, And saw what I never had seen; A Chapel was built in the midst, Where I used to play on the green. And the gates of this Chapel were shut, And 'Thou shalt not' writ over
by Greg Brown on album Dream Café
I don't wanna be the one, To make you worry, oh no. I don't wanna be the one, To make you cry. I just wanna be the one, To see you happy, oh yeah, Even if I gotta be the one, To say goodbye. Oh well,
by Greg Brown on album One More Goodnight Kiss
Me and my brother saw an awful thing Comin' up outta the river A hot night in June We ran back to the porch And Daddy wiped his brow and said, "Boys, that's just the Mississippi Moon" My brother said
by Greg Brown on album The Evening Call
We came out of the country and drove into the cityscape - Like every other one in America, it's a black and white town. You were sitting beside me, neither of us in good shape, Leaning on one another
by Greg Brown on album The Poet Game
I said I'd never come to this ugly old hotel again. Baby, here I am. I said I'd never knock again on # 22 Baby, how are you? Some nights something grabs you and you don't even know what it is. Give
by Greg Brown on album In The Dark With You
Where's my love Where's my lover In the water In the water Where do the boys go When the fish ain't bitin In the water In the water Don't swim too far Always have a buddy In the water In the water
by Greg Brown on album Songs Of Innocence And Of Experience
I dreamt a dream! What can it mean? And that I was a maiden Queen Guarded by an Angel mild: Witless woe was ne'er beguiled! And I wept both night and day, And he wiped my tears away; And I wept both
by Greg Brown on album Milk Of The Moon
I'm a slow boy, I take it easy I poke around, I'm a little lazy I don't get loud, I don't get shook Sit over in the corner and write in my notebook But I get a little excited, I get a little excited I
by Greg Brown on album The Poet Game
We closed that bar and we closed that town. The sun looked different coming up than it did going down. That was long ago - do you still love me or do you hate me? I wouldn't know - I haven't seen you
by Greg Brown on album One More Goodnight Kiss
The children are crying The dead leaves are flying The rain and the world news Fall in the abyss Nothin' we can do `bout nothin'. Please will you, Give me one more goodnight kiss The new phone sounds
by Greg Brown on album The Evening Call
I had my fun, my fun had me And from beneath her parasol She says "goodbye, old used to be - Get ready for the evening call." She has grown cold, but how warm she was - The morning lawn writes histor