I feel pretty good I feel all right And I've been thinkin' maybe I could spend the night I know you've been sad I know I've been bad But if you'd let
Go to sleep my Son This manger for your bed You have a long road before You Rest Your little head Can You feel the weight of Your glory? Do You understand
When you're here, every thought I ever had becomes clear But when you're far, the only light I ever see is the stars And when you go, the feelings burn
Joseph's coat annoyed his brothers But what makes us mad Are the things that Joseph tells us Of the dreams he's often had I dreamed that in the fields
Hands off the man, the flim flam man His mind is up his sleeve And his talk is make believe Oh Lord, the man's a fraud, he's flim flam man He?s so cagey
Mary, are you sleeping? Mary, I'm afraid Mary, can I live up to the choice that God has made? Jesus, can You tell me here upon my knee What kind of father
Well, your eyes just haven't been the same, Joseph Are you bad at dealing with the fame, Joseph? There's a pale moonshine above you Do you see both sides
Dreamt I was back with pirates and cats In my Somerville A girl, in the alphabet shirt covered in dirt Lives on the hill Well, my sweet Josephine Are
Riding on Josef?s train And, oh, my soul when they give the orders Riding on Josef?s train Riding, riding Riding on Josef?s train Riding, riding Riding on Josef
Oh the slough winds all serpentine Full of black delta peat Yellow bronze grapes of muscadine Growing wild and sweet On the shore Lady, there ya were
We spent the night at St. Josephs Shaking and shivering in fever Nurses and criminals before us I will stay here with you, my love We sat at Lake Junaluska
Lowe: Is there anyone alive out there? Can anyone hear me? Rose: Come Josephine, In my flying machine... and it's up she goes, up she goes... Come Josephine
Didn'cha know what I mean When I said 'I love you Josephine'? Yeah Josephine. Nothing I say does justice to you Or lights up the day the way that you
Take me back Josephine to that cold and dark December I am missing someone but I don't know who Now, I'm standing alone and I'm trying to remember Sometimes
There?s rain on my window But I?m thinking of you Tears on my pillow But I will come through Josephine I?ll send you all my love And every single step
I'm writing this letter, my darling, from high on a hill We've been marching ten days and we're just outside Hawkinsville It's been snowing all night
If I were Napoleon, you could be my Josephine We could go to drive-in films in my red convertible If I were Napoleon, I might be in magazines I'd write
Jo-jo, jo-jo, jo-jo, jo-jo, Josephina Oh yeah Jo-jo, jo-jo, jo-jo, jo-jo, Josephina Oh yeah Oh dream girl, where did you go? I woke up calling your name