| Lyrics | Song | Album |
| Too much to carry around with you | |
| The rivers are full of crocodile nasties | |
| Have all the bishops harmonize these lines | |
| In all your giving, given is the answer | |
| Chill mists swirling like petticoats in motion | |
| Brushing the sleep from her young-woman eyes | |
| How many cigarettes did I bring along? | |
| Am I just the company you keep? | |
| Ring a crown of roses around your cranium | |
| You can see him every day riding down the queen's highway | |