Darl - Buffalo Tom

I’m not cryin' for ya

I’ll let the angels bore ya

I’m just tryin' to understand

1,2,3,4,5 I’m callin'

Julie you just keep on walkin'

I can’t laugh at all that matters

I can’t sleep at night without a stare

But I’m not cryin' for ya

Is that a big box for ya

I’m just tryin' to make some change

Make some change

I am sick of your goldfish manners

I am sick of being in my head

No one talks about my problem

No one really cares if I’m not here

But I ain’t cryin for ya

My greenest eyes are for ya

I’ll get up and fly some…

Someday

Hold my hand and hold my temper

Hold my ticket while I go away

Cause all the earth and all the angels

All the crystal crosses are the same

They’re the same

But I ain’t dying for ya

Built that big box for ya

Ma I’m tryin' to pre…, to pretend

Mom, oh … MOMMA

1,2,3,4,5 I’m calling

Julie keep on walkin'

Keep on walkin'