Cohen owes me ninety-seven dollars
Count your blessings instead of sheep
I keep running away from you
I want to go back to Michigan (Down on the farm)
I've got my love to keep me warm
An old fashioned tune always is new
Pack up your sins and go to the devil
Stop, stop, stop (Come over and love me some more)
When you walked out someone else walked right in
You've got your mother's big blue eyes.
