SWEET YOUNG THING He lays out a freshly-pressed Arrow Clean socks and his new underwear He brushes his teeth with tooth paste It seems there's a charge in the air And he thinks about that Sweet Young Thing And how she trembled the night…

THE LAST WOMAN ON EARTH You will admit, of course that the life of the world is your life What you know of history is your history And what you know of the future is your future And that goes for women we must presume The women you have…

He stands outside her window Hour after hour, he watches Piece by piece he sees her disappearing. Once she was his flower Now, he sees her fading Who can say what comes between lovers? He takes his blame for reasons they're apart But thinks…

SOLITARY WALK I am a child of Judah and the mark of Cain is on me I am a fugitive in every place I go. and my name is Joseph Friedman and I tend the olive orchards on a hillside just a short walk from my home. There, the silver trunks…

JONAH LIVES UNDER THE BRIDGE Jonah lives under the bridge He's there, up off the ground His world is looking down Bicycles pass him by Children ask parents why Jonah lives under the bridge Jonah lives under the bridge No insurance…

DREAM BOOK Don't wake me up. Can't you see that I'm sleeping? Turn out the light. I'm bound in a dream Don't raise your voice. I'm crossing the border Take a note from me. Write it down I will tell you the words There, in my dream book…

LISA'S THUMBNAIL Lost in a tangle of words Her life is a shambles Her dreams are in tatters Her thots are a tangle of thorns Her wounds are internal Her smoke;e's for survival... (c) 2002 Royal T Music

LISA'S THUMBNAIL Lost in a tangle of words Her life is a shambles Her dreams are in tatters Her thots are a tangle of thorns Her wounds are internal Her smoke;e's for survival... (c) 2002 Royal T Music

HEY! Hey, hey, hey Yeah, yeah, yeah Hey? Where you goin'? Think I'll go with you... As I walked out in The Streets of Laredo As I walked out in Laredo one day I spied a young cowboy all wrapped in white linen Wrapped in white linen…

This song contains the body of the first song I ever wrote. A poem sent to me while I was away to school in Idaho in 1959 by Carolyn Opitz that I sat at an old pump organ and sang a thousand times when I was a junior in high school. YOU CAN…