How Come (Ronnie Lane, Kevin Westlake)

How come when I cut the ace of hearts
You always draw the ace of spades?
How's it when your best friend
Brings you lillies on your birthday?

How come, how come
I ain't superstitious, but these things I seen
How come, how come
I ain't a superstitious fella, but it worries me

How come when the local clergy calls
He tells me that you shouldn't wear black?
What kind of bread are you gonna bake
With that hemlock in your spice rack?

How come, how come
I ain't superstitious, but these things I seen
How come, how come
I ain't a superstitious fella, but it worries me

The spider's run, the cobweb's gone
Did you eat it when the moon was new?
I drowned your cat, what do you say about that?
I've even broken up your broom

How come, how come
I ain't superstitious, but these things I seen
How come, how come
I ain't a superstitious fella, but it worries me

 

The Poacher (Ronnie Lane)

Was fresh and bright and early
I went towards the river
But nothing still has altered just the seasons ring a change
There stood this old timer
For all the world's first poacher
His mind upon his tackle
And these words upon his mind:

Bring me fish with eyes of jewels
And mirrors on their bodies
Bring them strong and bring them bigger
Than a newborn child

Well I've no use for riches
And I've no use for power
And I've no use for a broken heart
I'll let this world go by

There stood this old timer
For all the world's first poacher
His mind upon his tackle
And these words upon his mind:

Bring me fish with eyes of jewels
And mirrors on their bodies
Bring them strong and bring them bigger
Than a newborn child

 

Anymore for Anymore (Lane, Lambert)

Hey, won't you come on with me
I hear the neighbor's dogs is barkin'
And soon the country all around him
Will come to look the same
There's a place from where they came

Bring out your goods and chattels
And all your treasures that can travel
I'll fix the wheel and oil the axles
To see another day
We're leaving come what may

Anymore for anymore
Hear those angels cry
But it's not his to sell to me
And it's not mine to buy

Hey, won't you come on with me
I hear the mister's voice is callin'
And soon the country all around me
Will come to look the same
There's a place from where I came

Anymore for anymore
Hear those angels say
But anymore's too much for me
I'm goin' on my way

Pile up the chairs and the table
And put the tinder to the timber
We'll light the night sky
Leave the ember
To fade with yesterday
We're leaving come what may

 

Done This One Before (Ronnie Lane)

Well, in the morning
We'll have to pretend again, smiling
You'll be my good friend again
Hold me
The light comes a-creeping in the morning
The curtain will rise again
I know, I know because
I've done this one before

Well, it's the end there
Just the beginning
And I'm here
Caught in the middle
Loving you comes
As easy as breathing
Loving you comes
When everyone's leaving
I know, I know because
I've done this one before

I know, I know
Why must it be so?
Why ask for the moon?

Well, there's just so much
To want to be with her
Where was I when
She was in trouble?
Now I'm here and
Too late, as usual
In the morning
Well, she'll be returning
I know, I know because
I've read this one before

I know, I know
Why must it be so?
Why ask for the moon?

In the morning
They'll have to pretend again, smiling
You'll be my good friend again
Hold me
The light comes a-creeping in the morning
The curtain will rise again
I know, I know because
We've played this one before