Graceland

The mississippi delta was shining Like a national guitar I am following the river Down the highway Through the cradle of the civil war I’m going to graceland Graceland In memphis tennessee I’m going to graceland Poorboys and pilgrims with families And we are going to graceland

Homeward bound

Im sitting in the railway station Got a ticket for my destination On a tour of one-night stands My suitcase and guitar in hand And evry stop was neatly planned For a poet and a one-man band Homeward bound I wish I was Homeward bound Home where my thoughts escaping Home where my musics playing…