Slaughter Beach, Dog
Easter
Big brass band
Playin' at my funeral
Playin' on my coronation day
Long trombone
Slidin' out my pocket
Layin' all my coins before my love
Son of God
Prayin' o'er my shoulder
Makin' potluck casserole for me
Horsehair brush
In her yellow ochre
On a canvas stretched to Galilee
Black sand beach
On a rising Sunday
On an Easter morning in my dream
Boardwalk blues
Blowin' through my arcade
In my ice cream stand
There's french fries too
From Letras Mania