Alba s touto skladbou:
Shoot The Moon ,
Shoot The Moon,
Gypsy Angel,
Draw The Line,
Somewhere near, somewhere far,
somewhere down the street past the local bar,
Shot & beer kinda homey place
Go inside, show my face
It's someone I barely know
A poet with a heart of gold
Kathleen
Why don't you call my name?
Kathleen
Call me
Well, I dropped out of line, past my prime
Slave to a way of life
I'm just the world that time forgot.
I'm a kittle bowl social swirl
Bowl of chili
Onion rings
And the check on time, please
Miss
Maam
You
And a Rolling Rock
Kathleen
Why don't you call my name?
Kathleen
Baby, call me
"Ladies and Gentlemen,
"Let me tell you about self-pity.
It's a terrible, terrible thing to waste."
No one hears me tell the truth
I've lost the track of time, blush of youth
I'm just the sort of fella to tell a story to
Waiting at a bus stop
Banging on a desktop
I long to see you
Kathleen
Call me
Kathleen
Call me
They call me Old Man River
You call me Old Man River
I roll
I said I roll
I said I roll therefore I am
Wheeze
It's Old Wheezer comin down the street...
Somewhere near, somewhere far,
somewhere down the street it's past the local bar,
It's a shot & beer kind of homey place
And I go inside I show my face
It's someone I barely know
There's a poet
There's a heart of gold
They're both lookin at a glass of foam
Well, I'm not the poet
You know that I'm not a glass of foam!"
I've got a heart of gold
I've got a heart of gold
I've got a heart of gold
I've got a heart of gold
I've got a heart of gold
Heart of gold
Heart of gold