Like Family, We Are Tied To Each

They Say That No One's Gonna Play This On The Radio. They Said The Melancholy Blues Were Dead And Gone. But Only Songs Like These Played In Minor Keys, Keep Those Memories Holding On.

Some Love Is Just A Lie Of The Heart, The Cold Remains Of What Began With A Passionate Heart.

I Don't Know Why I Go To Extremes.

I Work With Musicians Whose Opinions I Respect And If They Don't Like Something They Don't Hold Back. They'll Say, 'that Really Sucks' And 'you've Lost It' And 'you're No Good Anymore.' And I Crawl Away With My Tail Between My Legs And I Fear That Kind Of Ridicule, But I Want Them To Like The Music I'm Bringing To Them.

From A Town Known As Wheeling, West Virginia Rode A Boy With A Six-gun In His Hand And His Daring Life Of Crime Made Him A Legend In His Time East And West Of The Rio Grande. Well, He Started With A Bank In Colorado In The Pocket Of His Vest A Colt He Hid. And His Age And His Size Took The Teller By Surprise, And The Word Spread Of Billy The Kid.