Charity Is Suppose To Cover Up For

I'm Not A Folk-singer. I Just Sing A Certain Place.

My Guard Stood Hard When Abstract Threats, Too Noble To Neglect, Deceived Me Into Thinking, I Had Something To Protect.

I Forgot More Than You'll Ever Know.

The Man In The Coon Skin Cap In The Pig Pen Wants Eleven Dollar Bills, You've Only Got Ten.

Peace Is The Time It Takes To Reload Your Rifle.