I wish, I wish my baby was bornsitting on his papa's knee
and you, poor girl, were dead and gonegreen grass growing over thee
I'm not no saint, nor I never shall be
'til the sweet apple grows
from the sour apple tree
I still hope the day will come
when you and I will walk as one
1 | Moonshiner |
2 | The Long Cut |
3 | Still Be Around |
4 | New Madrid |
5 | Graveyard Shift |
6 | Whiskey Bottle |
7 | Life Worth Livin' |
8 | Sandusky |
9 | Screen Door |
10 | Effigy |