Darlin I been dreamin about the moon on the prairie The way our voices carry, the song on the radio Arm out the window, dipper in the sky On a solstice night Darlin I been dreamin about the breeze on the water The mountain and her daughter…

Trouble in mind I'm blue but I won't be blue always Cause to sun's gonna shine in my backdoor someday gonna lay my head on some lonesome railroad line and let that 2:19 train pacify my mind trouble in mind I'm blue and I've almost…

Slurf Song - Michael Hurley O a little wishbone I make a wish for a potato Pickin out the fishbones in my perch on lake Champlain O them perch o them bones cookie up tortillas so much fun when you've got a bowl of beans so much…

Michael Hurley Birds sing songs that Wake the dreamers From their sorrowful soirée Cryin', bye bye, sweet fried chicken And the platter Glides away In the moonlight In the moonlight We don't hear, but Water running Down the stream…

Water Where do you go O water Where do you go Said I'm going down Gulf of Mexico Bluebird Where have you been O bluebird Where have you been I went all the way to Texas And back again Winter Has come and gone O winter Has come…

Baby Willow Somewhere, something has turned a wing and left a branch dancing grey days, grassways there's a stowaway seed in the cuff of my jeans baby willow it's the only place you'll ever know blue vein in my head gets the blood…

Slurf Song - Michael Hurley O a little wishbone I make a wish for a potato Pickin out the fishbones in my perch on lake Champlain O them perch o them bones cookie up tortillas so much fun when you've got a bowl of beans so much…

Michael Hurley Birds sing songs that Wake the dreamers From their sorrowful soirée Cryin', bye bye, sweet fried chicken And the platter Glides away In the moonlight In the moonlight We don't hear, but Water running Down the stream…

Water Where do you go O water Where do you go Said I'm going down Gulf of Mexico Bluebird Where have you been O bluebird Where have you been I went all the way to Texas And back again Winter Has come and gone O winter Has come…

Baby Willow Somewhere, something has turned a wing and left a branch dancing grey days, grassways there's a stowaway seed in the cuff of my jeans baby willow it's the only place you'll ever know blue vein in my head gets the blood…