I left home when I was twenty
Just to see what I could find
With a promise made to Mother
To return at Christmas time
But when the new year turned to summer
I was running rough and wild
Haunted by my broken promise
And her tender, trusting smile
Sick at heart I started homeward
Still it took a year and more
Till I saw the garden flowers
Leading to my mother's door
Brother, sister standing silent
Turning as I call their names
On the ground, familiar shadows
Pointing to a new dug grave
| 1 | Hard Times |
| 2 | Elvis Presley Blues |
| 3 | Red Clay Halo |
| 4 | The Way It Goes |
| 5 | Everything Is Free |
| 6 | Revelator |
| 7 | Annabelle |
| 8 | Tennessee |
| 9 | I'm Not Afraid To Die |
| 10 | I Dream A Highway |