Pirate Ship

There's a fog rolling in down on the bay
and a loner on the pier
he's doomed to fly like Icharus
and touch the ocean like a tear

there's a pirate ship on the water
and I better get some cover
there's a ghost on the bow in the harbor
with a smile that could steal your lover
with a smile that could steal your lover

There was a man hunched down by the water
I handed him a dime for wine
I saw the pirates laughing in the thunder
at the blind man leading the blind

there's a pirate ship on the water
and I better get some cover
there's a ghost on the bow in the harbor
with a smile that could steal your lover
with a smile that could steal your lover

Who Paints Upon the Wind

I look down on the clouds below me
from this jet plane in the sky
as we chase the glowing sunset
across the magic night
tangerines and indigos
and hues I can't explain
who is this artist
who never signs his name

I look back on the life behind me
from this vantage point in time
how I've chased away the ones I've loved
how they've vanished from my sight
But I can touch this morning's
golden leaves and silver dew
forget the past as easily as this moment

If I were Michelangelo
I'd paint you up the scene
If I were Ferlinghetti
well I'd dream you up the dream
funny how most beauty goes unnoticed

I listen to the sounds around me
hear the bow on a violin
hear the bustling of the city streets
the laugh of the innocent
the harsh roar of the angry
and the proud voice of the wren
who is this artist
who paints upon the wind

If I were Michelangelo
I'd paint you up the scene
If I were Ferlinghetti
well I'd dream you up the dream
funny how most beauty goes
funny how most beauty goes
funny how most beauty goes
unnoticed.


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Moon Over the Chisos

Moon over the Chisos, and Sierra Del Carmen

Light up the waters, of the old Rio Grande

Surrounded by beauty, so wild that it hurts

Ah, but nothing compares to you, nothing on this earth

Oh hold me close to you

And whisper my name

I’m still in love with you

After all of these years

Oh hold me close to you

And never let go

There’s no border between us

Here in old Mexico

Oh it’s snowing on Emery, and the green pinion pines

And old Casa Grande, stands like Father Time

Watching over this desert, and this place in my heart

But you’re the rock that I turn to, when the going gets hard

Down the cottonwood valleys, walk with your hand in mine

Through the juniper canyons, up these mountains so fine

We’ll make love in the desert, by the river of lore

Oh I’ve been a rich man, even if I’ll be poor

Moon over the Chisos, and Sierra Del Carmen

Light up the waters, of the old Rio Grande

Surrounded by beauty, so wild that it hurts

Ah, but nothing compare to you, nothing on this earth.

Ringtail

My name is Martin Parmer, you might never heard of me
I was born up in Virginia, made my way to Tennessee
and I ran the mill on Yellow Creek for Montgomery Bell
I used that steel to kill the Brits in the War of 1812

Well I drifted on to Missouri, where I built myself a home
in the Fishing River Valley, where no white man would go
and I raised myself a family and skinned myself some bars
and I made truce with the Sioux except the killer they called Two Hearts

I am the Ringtail Panther
wild and wooly hard to curry
when I'm mad I fight and when I fight I whup

Well I heard word of a wilder place, down in Mexico
in a land that they called Tejas, and I talked my gal to go
then me and the Edwards brothers and a band of Cherokee
said we'll call this place Fredonia, free of all this tyranny

Well I lost that fight with Mexico, and it burned me up inside
and it took the Texians ten more years to figure I was right
but when the Alamo was lost, I was there at Washington
declaring Texas freedom from Santa Anna's guns

When Sam Houston won the war, he was on my Isom's gray
Sam was born on the day I died, Texas Independence Day
my name is Martin Parmer, and I tell you this my friend
I was born up in Virginia, but I am a Texian

I said my name is Martin Parmer, you might never heard of me
I was born up in Virginia, made my way to Tennessee
then I drifted on to Missouri, where I skinned myself some bars
then on down to Texas, where I helped put up that Lone Star.

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Am I Dreaming Too Loud

If I try really hard
can I change how things go
will this road turn from dirt
to a ribbon of gold

Am I calling your name
are you answering back
am I worthy of love
am I way off the track

If I dance in the sky
on top of a cloud
will you be my crowd
am I dreaming too loud
am I dreaming too loud

If I run very fast
will I ever arrive
at the place in the heart
where love is alive

Am I calling your name
are you answering back
am I worthy of love
am I way off the track

If I dance in the sky on top of a cloud
will you be my crowd
am I dreaming too loud
am I dreaming too loud

If I try really hard
can I change how things go
will this road turn from dirt
to a ribbon of gold

If I dance in the sky on top of a cloud
will you be my crowd
am I dreaming too loud
am I dreaming too loud