Right outside this lazy summer home You ain't got time to call your soul a critic no Right outside the lazy gate of winter's summer home Wonderin' where the nut-thatch winters Wings a mile long just carried the bird away Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world The heart has its beaches, its homeland and thoughts of its own Wake now, discover that you are the song that the mornin' brings But the heart has its seasons, its evenins and songs of its own There comes a redeemer, and he slowly too fades away And there follows his wagon behind him that's loaded with clay And the seeds that were silent all burst into bloom, and decay And night comes so quiet, it's close on the heels of the day Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world The heart has its beaches, its homeland and thoughts of its own Wake now, discover that you are the song that the mornin' brings The heart has its seasons, its evenin's and songs of its own Sometimes we live no particular way but our own And sometimes we visit your country and live in your home Sometimes we ride on your horses, sometimes we walk alone Sometimes the songs that we hear are just songs of our own Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world The heart has its beaches, its homeland and thoughts of its own Wake now, discover that you are the song that the mornin' brings But the heart has its seasons, its evenin's and songs of its own

Women Be wise Women be wise Keep your mouth shut Don't advertise your man Don't sit around gossiping Explaining what your good man really can do Some women nowadays Lord they ain't no good They will laugh in your face Then try to steal your man from you Women be wise Keep your mouth shut Don't advertise your man Your best girlfriend She might be a highbrow She changes clothes 3 times a day What do you think she's doing now While you're so far away She's loving your man in your own damn bed You better call for the doctor, mama Try to investigate your head Women be wise, keep your mouth shut Don't advertise your man Women be wise, keep your mouth shut Don't advertise your man Don't sit around, girl Telling all your secrets Telling all those good things he really can do If you talk about your baby You tell me he's so fine Lord honey I just might sneek up and try to make him mine Women be wise Keep your mouth shut Don't advertise your man Don't be no fool Don't advertise your man (baby don't do it)

She came without a farthing A babe without a name So much ado about nothing Is what she'd try to say So much ado, my lover So many games we played Through every fleeted Summer Through every precious day All dead, all dead All the dreams we had And I wonder why I still live on All dead, all dead And alone, I'm spared My sweeter half instead All dead and gone All dead All dead, all dead At the rainbow's end And still, I hear her own sweet song All dead, all dead Take me back again You know my little friend's All dead and gone Her ways are always with me I wander all the while But, please, you must forgive me I am old but still a child All dead, all dead But I should not grieve In time it comes to everyone All dead, all dead But in hope, I breathe Of course, I don't believe You're dead and gone All dead and gone