Now write this down! I'll never be your beast of burden. My back is broad, but it's a' hurtin'. All I want is for you to make love to me. I'll never be your beast of burden. I walk for miles, my feet are hurtin'. All I want is for you to make love to me. What's the matter with me? Ain't I hot enough? Ain't I rough enough? Ain't I rich enough? I'm not too blind to see. Ohh, ohhh. I'll never be your beast of burden. So let's go home and draw the curtains. Put some music on the radio. C'mon, baby, make some love to me. Oh, what's the matter with me? Ain't I hot enough? Ain't I rough enough? Ain't I rich enough? I'm not too blind to see. Ohh, ohhh. My little sister is a pretty pretty girl. My little sister is a pretty pretty girl. She loves to ride. She loves to crawl. They love to take her out behind the garden wall. And when they're done they just throw her away. And she don't have an awful lot to say. It hurts her so bad to come to the end. I re, I remember all the times she spent sayin', "Please!" Ain't I hot enough? Ain't I rough enough? Ain't I rich enough? I'm not too blind to see. Ohh, ohhh. Ohh. Ohhhh. I'll never be your beast of burden. My back is broad, baby, but it's a' hurtin'. And all I want is you to make love to me. What's the matter, what's the matter with me? Ain't I hot enough? Oooh, yeah, ain't I rough enough? Oooh, yeah, ain't I rich enough, rich enough, rich enough, Too blind to see? Too blind, too blind, ohhhh! I'll never be your beast of burden. I walk for miles, honey, my feet are hurtin'. And all I want is you to make love to me

I am the monument I am the shining light I stand alone I stand forever I am the monument I am the guiding light I stand as the archetype I stand for perfection I carry the burden I shoulder the weight I carry the burden My pleasure is pain We are the monument We are the shining light We stand together We stand forever We are the monument We are the guiding light We demand an audience We demand perfection We carry the burden We will share the weight We carry the burden Our pleasure is pain

Prince or pauper, beggar man or thing Play the game with every flower you bring Dandelion don't tell no lies Dandelion will make you wise Tell me if she laughs or cries Blow away, dandelion One o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock, four o'clock, five Dandelions don't care about the time Dandelion don't tell no lies Dandelion will make you wise Tell me if she laughs or cries Blow away dandelion, blow away dandelion Though you're older, now it's just the same You can play this dandelion game When you're finished with your child-like prayers Well, you know you should wear it Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor's lives Rich man, poor man, beautiful daughters, wives Dandelion don't tell no lies Dandelion will make you wise Tell me if she laughs or cries Blow away dandelion, blow away dandelion Little girls and boys, come out to play, yes Bring your dandelions to blow away Dandelion don't tell no lies Dandelion will make you wise Tell me if she laughs or cries Blow away dandelion, blow away dandelion Blow away dandelion Blow away dandelion Blow away dandelion

When the wind blows and the rain feels cold With a head full of snow, with a head full of snow In the window, there's a face you know Don't the nights pass slow, don't the nights pass slow The sound of strangers sending nothing to my mind Just another mad, mad day on the road I am just living to be lying by your side But I'm just about a moonlight mile on down the road Made a rag pile of my shiny clothes Gonna warm my bones, gonna warm my bones I got silence on my radio Let the air waves flow, let the air waves flow Oh, I'm sleeping under strange, strange skies Just another mad, mad day on the road My dreams is fading down the railway line I'm just about a moonlight mile down the road Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah I'm hiding, sister, and I'm dreaming I'm riding down your moonlight mile I'm hiding, baby, and I'm dreaming I'm riding down your moonlight mile I'm riding down your moonlight mile Let it go now, come on up, babe Yeah, let it go now Yeah, flow now, baby Yeah, home now, yeah Yeah, I'm coming home 'Cause I'm just about a moonlight mile on down the road Down the road, down the road, yeah Yeah-yeah-yeah, baby

Smoke in the air, longnecks on ice Some girls out on the dance floor 'bout to make a grown man cry 20 dollar bill, jukebox on the wall I hope this bar likes loose guitars, 'cause I'm about to play 'em all, yeah Hey, hey, na, na I love to dance with honky-tonk women Hey, hey, na, na I love the taste of the suds I'm sipping Start me up on a green bottle buzz Talk about killing two birds at once Drinking beer, singing songs Rolling rock, rolling stones Every record I play, every top I twist It ain't 1969, but it sure feels like it is Long as they're burnin' this nеon sing I'll be holdin' this beer high Hey, hey, na, na I lovе to dance with honky-tonk women Hey, hey, na, na I love the taste of the suds I'm sipping Start me up on a green bottle buzz Talk about killing two birds at once Drinking beer, singing songs Rolling rock, rolling stones Wish this bar didn't close at one But you can't always get what you want Hey, hey, na, na I love to dance with honky-tonk women Hey, hey, na, na I love the taste of the suds I'm sipping Start me up on a green bottle buzz Talk about killing two birds at once Drinking beer, singing songs Rolling rock, rolling stones Aw, yeah Drink beer, singing songs (Hey, hey, na, na) Rolling rock, rolling stones (Hey, hey, na, na)