Lyrics:
Kleine Jongen

You sit there in your heartache Waiting on some beautiful boy to To save you from your old ways You play forgiveness, Watch him now, here he come! He

You sit there in your heartache Waiting on some beautiful boy to To save you from your old ways You play forgiveness Watch him now, here he come He doesn

Little Amsterdam In a southern town Hominy get it on the plate girl Momma keep your head down Momma it wasn't my bullet Don't take me back to the range

Nine o'clock, no stamp on your hand It's hard to rock when you can't see the band You have enough money to pay the rates But you can't get in because

I remember a man who was true to himself, if he put his mind to something it was done, he could Help everyone just by doing what he loved, he could work

You finally fade away Your face it fades of grace You know the war I rage But you take the holy way I took away from you The queens you never drew The

I turn inside of myself - look back into my past - into nothing - the best time in life - barely present I wish I could go back - tell that little nice

His life is that blue bike, ball glove an' fishin' pole Tree-house, baby gun and band aid covered knees He does good deliverin' papers an' cuttin' grass

Life is tough and love is rough For the man who just can't seem to ever get enough The days go by and the women come and go So many that you decide to