A bunch of lonesome and very quarrelsome heroes Were smoking...
I was walking in new york city and i brushed...
A bunch of lonesome and very quarrelsome heroes Were smoking...
When they poured across the border I was cautioned to...
Say a prayer for the cowboy His mare's run away...
I remember you well in the chelsea hotel, You were...
The ponies run, the girls are young, The odds are...
Like a bird on the wire, Like a drunk in...
It's coming through a hole in the air, From those...
I greet you from the other side Of sorrow and...