The Wreck of the Barbie Ferrari John Hiatt

Saturday night he comes home stinking Sunday morning she wakes up thinking and thinking and thinking and thinking does she need to get the kids dressed to go to church he's pulled a shotgun out of

Almost Fed Up With The Blues John Hiatt

I wake up with my head and hand I wish I was another man 'Cause I almost fed up with the blues I think about the kitchen sink Then I just shudder to think 'Cause I'm almost fed up with the Blues If it

Book Lovers John Hiatt

I heard the news from every fool in town You got somebody new And I never hurt so bad The strangest fiction just came true Crowds will gather for a twisted wreck Well, all right stare at me Its

Book Lovers (Album Version) John Hiatt

I heard the news from every fool in town You got somebody new And I never hurt so bad The strangest fiction just came true Crowds will gather for a twisted wreck Well all right stare at me Its just another

Please Call Home John Hiatt

Well I thought you were in Houston or maybe San Antone I'm up here in Nashville hung up on the phone calling ollie ollie in free baby please call home It's not a new invention it's no monopoly Use

The Rest Of The Dream John Hiatt

kept you warm Like no other arms could do CHORUS: When you couldn't find the light At the top of the stairs When you cried in the night Well, you knew they were there Will the light of the day

The Action John Hiatt

Now, there's a jumpin' little place I go Called The Action It's just about a mile or so Down the street And there's a part goin' on in there Down a lot of funky stairs And everything will be rare

Back Of My Mind John Hiatt

Well my daddy he stood at the foot of the stairs He was calling to me at the time And I knew even then, I could die for the thoughts That I kept in the back of my mind But I dared not to speak

Master of Disaster John Hiatt

of disaster Gets tangled in his telecaster He can't play it any faster When he plays the blues When he had the heart to ask her And every note just shook the plaster Now he's just a mean ole bastard When

The Lady Of The Night John Hiatt

Oh the moon hangs down Like some old evening gown Forgotten by some lovely southern maiden Oh the stars are her tears And the sky a skin of years That she has most graciously given Now who

Tip Of My Tongue (Live) John Hiatt

An empty house Is the only thing standin' Between our lives And the speed of sound Some words flew out And made a crash landin' No love survived Not a trace could be found I broke your heart With the back

The Crush John Hiatt

is real They say you gotta take time to know her But I just can't wait that long You put the crush on me Little girl can't you see That I'm gone You put the crush, crush Ooooooh what a rush

Cry Love (Live) John Hiatt

And bleed all over the milky way The stars in your eyes look red today Cry love, cry love The tears of an angel, the tears of a dove Spilling all over your heart from above Cry love, cry love The trust

Face Of God John Hiatt

Tell me how much more suffering Before you see the face of God Tell me how much more suffering Before you see the face of God Now my eyes are blind from crying Don't know how many more tears I've got They

Number One Honest Game John Hiatt

Well the Ace of Spades, walkin' on the water The joker's only daughter, in love with the king of hearts Ooooh and the Jack of Clubs is kissin' the Queen of Diamonds Oh, she's such a shy one, until

Cry Love John Hiatt

A moment of steel A dry-eyed house Did he say goodbye to you Or did you kick him out I know you're not afraid To go alone But this was a marriage of spirit, flesh, and bone Now whatcha gonna

The Love That Harms John Hiatt

Shes seen the whites of crazy eyes Been in the camps of foreign spies Taken lovers by surprise The captives smile But all the while she is wearing a disguise Better men have been betrayed Better

The Love That Harms (Album Version) John Hiatt

Shes seen the whites of crazy eyes Been in the camps of foreign spies Taken lovers by surprise The captives smile But all the while she is wearing a disguise Better men have been betrayed Better men have

Tip of My Tongue John Hiatt

An empty house Is the only thing standin' Between our lives And the speed of sound Some words flew out And made a crash landin' No love survived Not a trace could be found CHORUS: I broke

Conquer Me Conquer You John Hiatt

With a poor boy's heart and a gypsy's soul I come knocking on the door of your beauty And in the fire of love which nobody can control You are a million flaming mirrors that confuse me I appear as

Your Love Is My Rest John Hiatt

These are the words That cry out of me in the night Like a buffalo herd From a shotgun blast scattered in flight I got a one track mind Going down a one train line Living on dreams half the time

Native Son John Hiatt

You finally found the mainstream In the middle of your life You tapped into a vein Of endless gold chains Now you're locked up tight Tearing down the middle of it Splitting it right in half Bobbing

Seven Little Indians John Hiatt

yonder in the kitchen somewhere Boiling up some hot water for them to all get up to their necks in The seven little Indians new If the rest of the tribe ever scrutinized their household Somehow it

Come Home to You John Hiatt

There's a mad little kid at the top of the stairs And his eyes, they gather no lies Well, his mom and his dad, they're too high to care And his cries drift off in the night And I been that kid, yes

My Edge Of The Razor (Album Version) John Hiatt

We've been training Now we look like each other Face down and Booked and printed for young lovers Even as I write out of this song The ink wears off but the beat goes on I pledge my edge of the razor

My Edge of the Razor John Hiatt

We've been training Now we look like each other Face down and Booked and printed for young lovers Even as I write out of this song The ink wears off but the beat goes on CHORUS: I pledge my

Window On The World John Hiatt

A broken promise i kept too long A greasy shade and a curtain drawn A broken glass and a heart gone wrong That's my window on the world A cup of coffee in a shaky hand Wakin' up in a foreign land Tryin

The Last Time John Hiatt

Time is runnin' out Friends are too The word is getting' out It's all bad news Scoundrels know my whereabouts They recognize these pointy shoes That's the last time I turn my back on you A friendly little

Only The Song Survives John Hiatt

I woke up twice in the middle of the night To ask what her name is and where she might live To ask how many fingers she saw in this light To ask if she might know what gives She said we rolled

The Most Unoriginal Sin John Hiatt

What there was left of us Was all covered in dust and thick skin A half eaten apple Or the whole Sistine Chapel Painted on the head of a pin A life long love's worth Gone up in a smurk And you

Love In Flames John Hiatt

took my love and baby you turned [Chorus:] Is it all in my mind Or is it a cruel game This love in flame I was up so high Where eagles fly I just never looked down Oh, but you were down there With the

She Loves the Jerk John Hiatt

Well, "you married the wrong guy" is all I ever say. CHORUS: He's a no good so and so, but she'll never let him go Though she knows it will never work, she loves the jerk.

Ocean John Hiatt

I am the west wind. I am the sea gull. I dance on the waves, As they break on the shore line. The moon is my sorrow. The moon is my lantern.

Fly Back Home John Hiatt

and family set the tone With the hardcore language of the truth I know times bent on destruction The past is over every day I wish we both could fly back home But we can't, so I guess I'll just fly away

Hold On For Your Love John Hiatt

The streets are all empty, the network's deveined Buildings walled up, electricity drained Shots in the square where they mowed them all down The river runs red from the center of town I worked for my

Overnight Story John Hiatt

They took enough of my mind To make a calculator Addin' up the figures, they'll find That love's a dumbwaiter Waitin' for the dream to fade Right into you hit parade Maybe I've made that long

Real Fine Love John Hiatt

Well I never went to college, babe I did not have the luck Rolled out of Indiana in the back of a pickup truck With no education higher Than the street of my hometown I went lookin' for a fire

Face the Nation John Hiatt

Chainsaws on bone and gristle Carving out a new epistle I've got my pencil sharpened I will not be disheartened I won't be disenchanted Even though the news is slanted Face the nation Face the

Wintertime Blues John Hiatt

wings I want gravy on everything Lovin' in the kitchen, what have we got to lose Just a nasty case of these ol' wintertime blues Cold as snot with a big frozen smile Ain't foolin' nobody after a while

Face The Nation (Album Version) John Hiatt

is finally clearing What is this sound I'm hearing Chainsaws on bone and gristle Carving out a new epistle I've got my pencil sharpened I will not be disheartened I won't be disenchanted Even though the

Circle Back John Hiatt

Drove that wagon train out West Right along this interstate Cross the high plains of Kansas To the Colorado line Spent a lot of sleepless nights 'round the campfire They had mountains on their minds Those

The Walking Dead John Hiatt

It's that mechanical motion Skin -tight when the nights are bloodless Lip-sync the latest notion From zombie drill instructors Throw out of all the parties Maybe it's time for me to bed Now his

How Bad's The Coffee John Hiatt

Its been thirty years or so Since I bothered lookin' back It was right in front of me But now I'm runnin' behind To get my butt caught up, well, I need a cup Of the nastiest shit you can find So how bad's

Find You At Last John Hiatt

We don't smoke marijuana in Muskogee We don't take no trips on LSD We don't burn our draft cards down on Main Street We like livin' right, bein' free And we don't make no party out of lovin' We like holdin

Cane Breaks John Hiatt

I met a preacher down by the cane breaks Sat there the devil right there at his side Bolt of lightning struck that cane break You should have seen the preacher jumpin' on back Double dealers there

Train to Birmingham John Hiatt

I've been riding on this train Drinking whiskey for the pain Another good ol' boy going home And every town I see Seems to take a part of me That's the price that you pay when you roam CHORUS

She Loves The Jerk (Album Version) John Hiatt

wasted such precious years Well you married the wrong guy is all I ever say He's a no good so and so but she'll never let him go Though she knows it will never work she loves the jerk She loves the jerk

Lipstick Sunset John Hiatt

There's a lipstick sunset Smeared across the August sky There's a bitter sweet perfume Hanging in the fields The creek is running high And I left my lover waiting In the dawn somewhere to wonder

Long Gone John Hiatt

As the darkness sets like a hand on a stone And the stars become your body All those places I have known And the -- -- -- down the miles of memory Well I wake up in the dreaming Do you ever dream

Twenty-One John Hiatt

Was at night when they called the little sheppard boy made him leave his sheep Was a night wind howling on a wild dog growling Or a bird that flew all he never knew were doing to his darkest sleep