 
Wicked, wicked
From the mouth I spout - o Lord
Don let these thoughts come out
My knees they knock and my feet they fail
The thoughts I think I see your face turn pale
Take my hand an you will see - the one in the wayback
Take my hand an' you will be the one atop the swayback
Your word so pretty
Yes I love that sound
My heart like a hammer does pound
My breath it leaves me to speak it
My legs they tremble to the ground
Wish I was a bible thumpin' fool
Ye from the old school
A mind as narrow as the road I walk
Always upright when I talk but
Take my hand and you will see...
 
| 1 | Black Soul Choir | 
| 2 | American Wheeze | 
| 3 | Heel On The Shovel | 
| 4 | For Heavens Sake | 
| 5 | For Heaven's Sake | 
| 6 | Low Estate | 
| 7 | Bad Moon Rising | 
| 8 | Nobody 'cept You (Bob Dylan) | 
| 9 | Fire Spirit | 
| 10 | Outlaw Song |