Although The Masters Make The Rules For

I Gaze Into The Doorway Of Temptation's Angry Flame And Every Time I Pass That Way I Always Hear My Name

You Need Something To Open Up A New Door, To Show You Something You Seen Before But Overlooked A Hundred Times Or More

Stop All This Weeping, Swallow Your Pride/ You Will Not Die, Its Not Poison -tombstone Blues

Loneliness Got A Mind Of Its Own The More People Around The More You Feel Alone

Done Laid Around, Done Stayed Around This Old Town Too Long And It Seems Like I've Got To Travel On