But Not Me, Baby, I've Got You

If I'd Had To Work At Taco Bell I'd Have Still Been Out At Night Trying To Play Music.

Last Dance With Mary Jane One More Time To Kill The Pain I Feel Summer Creepin' In And I'm Tired Of This Town Again

Gonna Wind It Up On My Guitar. Gonna Make That Silver Sing.

Oh Yeah, Alright, Take It Easy Baby, Make It Last All Night. She Was An American Girl.

Lord, Please Watch Over All These Lost Children Born To Chase The Hurricane.