Slow Down You're Doing Fine You Can't

In An Age Of Incompetence, I've Been Able To Last In This Crazy Business. I Actually Know How To Play My Ax And Write A Song. That's My Job.

From A Town Known As Wheeling, West Virginia Rode A Boy With A Six-gun In His Hand And His Daring Life Of Crime Made Him A Legend In His Time East And West Of The Rio Grande. Well, He Started With A Bank In Colorado In The Pocket Of His Vest A Colt He Hid. And His Age And His Size Took The Teller By Surprise, And The Word Spread Of Billy The Kid.

It's Alright, You Can Afford To Lose A Day Or Two

Critics Have Said I Write Without Spontaneity, In Cold Blood. I Don't. I Write In Hot Blood.

There Ain't Much Future For A Man Who Works The Sea, There Ain't No Island Left For Islanders Like Me.