golden rod and the 4h stone, the things i brought you when i found out you had cancer of the bone. your father cried on the telephone and he drove his car into the navy yard just to prove that he was sorry. in the morning through the window shade, when the light pressed up against your shoulder blade, i could see what you were reading. all the glory that the lord has made, and the complications you could do without when i kissed you on the mouth. tuesday night at the bible study, we lift our hands and pray over your body, but nothing ever happens. i remember at michael's house, in the living room when you kissed my neck and i almost touched your blouse. in the morning at the top of the stairs, when your father found out what we did that night, and you told me you were scared. all the glory when you ran outside, with your shirt tucked in and your shoes untied, and you told me not to follow you. sunday night when i clean the house, i find the card where you wrote it out with the pictures of your mother. on the floor at the great divide, with my shirt tucked in and my shoes untied, i am crying in the bathroom. in the morning when you finally go, and the nurse runs in with her head hung low, and the cardinal hits the window. in the morning, through the winter shade, on the first of march, on the holiday, i thought i saw you breathing. all the glory that the lord has made and the complications when i see his face, in the morning in the window. all the glory when he took our place, but he took my shoulders and he shook my face, and he takes, and he takes, and he takes.

Cassius Clay was hated more than Sonny Liston. Some like K.K. Downing more than Glenn Tipton. Some like Jim Neighbors, some Bobby Vinton. I like 'em all. I put my feet up on the coffee table. I stay up late watching cable. I like old movies with Clark Gable, just like my dad does. Just like my dad did when he was home, stayin' up late, stayin' up alone. Just like my dad did when he was thinkin', of how fast the years fly. I know an old woman who ran a donut shop. She worked late serving cops. And then one mornin', baby, her heart stopped. Place ain't the same no more. Place ain't the same no more, not without my friend, Eleanor. Place ain't the same no more, man, how things change. I buried my first victim when I was nineteen. Went through her bedroom and the pockets of her jeans, and found her letters that said so many things, That really hurt me bad. I never breathed her name again, but I like to dream about what could'a been. I never heard her calls again, but I like to dream.

shady grove my little love, shady grove i say shady grove my little love i'm bound to go away cheeks as red as the bloomin' rose, eyes of the prettiest brown she's the darlin' of my heart, sweetest little girl in town i wish i had a big fine horse and the corn to feed him on and shady grove to stay at home and feed him while i'm gone shady grove my little love, shady grove i say shady grove my little love, i'm bound to go away. kiss from pretty little shady grove is sweet as the brand new wine there ain't no girl in this whole world who's prettier'n mine shady grove my little love, shady grove i say shady grove my little love, i'm bound to go away went to see my shady grove, she was standin' in the door her shoes and stockings in her hands and her little bare feet on the floor shady grove my little love, shady grove i say shady grove my little love, i'm bound to go away when i was a little boy i wanted a barlow knife now i want little shady grove to say she'll be my wife shady grove my little love, shady grove i say shady grove my little love, i'm bound to go away

as i roved out on a bright May morning to view the meadows and flowers gay whom should i spy but my own true lover as she sat under yon willow tree i took off my hat and i did salute her i did salute her most courageously when she turned around well the tears fell from her saying "false young man, you have deluded me" a diamond ring i owned i gave you a diamond ring to wear on your right hand but the vows you made, you went and broke them and married the lassie that had the land if i married the lassie that had the land, my love it's that i'll rue till the day i die when misfortune falls, sure no man can shun it i was blindfolded, i ne'er deny now at nights when i go to my bed of slumber the thoughts of my true love run in my mind when i turn around to embrace my darling instead of gold sure tis brass i find and i wish the Queen would call home her army from the West Indies, Amerikay, and Spain and every man to his wedded woman in hopes that you and i will meet again.

oh my and my cousin one Arthur Mcbride as we went a walkin down by the seaside now mark what followed and what did betide for it being on Christmas morning out for recreation we went on a tramp and we met Sergeant Napper and Corporal Vamp and a little wee drummer intending to camp for the day being pleasant and charming Good Morning! Good Morning! the Sergeant did cry and the the same to you gentlemen! we did reply intending no harm but meant to pass by for it being on Christmas morning but says he my fine fellows if you will enlist it's ten guinneas of gold i will slip in your fist and a crown in the bargain for to kick up the dust and drink the King's health in the morning for a soldier he leads a very fine life and he always is blessed with a charming young wife and pays all his debts without sorrow or strife and always lives pleasant and charming and a soldier he always is decent and clean in the finest of clothing he's constantly seen while other poor fellows go dirty and mean and sup on thin gruel in the morning but says Arthur i wouldn't be proud of your clothes for you've only the lend of them as i suppose and you dare not change them one night for you know if you do you'll be flogged in the morning and although that we are single and free we take great delight in our own company and we have no desires strange faces to see although that your offers are charming and we have no desire to take your advance all hazards and dangers we barter on chance for you would have no scruples but to send us to France where we would get shot without warning. oh now! says the segeant i'll have no such chat and i neither will take it from spalpeen or brat for if you insult me with one other word i'll cut off your heads in the morning and then Arthur and I we soon drew our hods and we scarce gave them time for to draw their own blades when a trusty shelaileigh came over their heads and bid them take that as fair warning and their old rusty rapiers that hung by their side we flung them as far as we could in the tide "now take them out, Devils!" cried Arthur Mcbride "and temper their edge in the morning" and the little we drummer we flattened his pow and we made a football of his rowdy dow dow threw it in the tide for to rock and to row and bade it a tedious returning and we having no money paid them off in cracks and we paid no respect to their two bloody backs and we lathered them their like a pair of wet sacks and left them for dead in the morning and so to conclude and to finish disputes we obligingly asked if they wanted recruits for we were the lads who would give them hard clouts and bid them look sharp in the morning oh me and my cousin one Arthur Mcbride as we went a walkin down by the seaside now mark what followed and what did betide for it being on Christmas morning.