"(I wish I were John) DIllinger" genre: Alternative Country
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	CD: Live From The Living Room Credits: Jeff Ham
	Lyrics I grew up near the cornfields That grew along the tracks That followed muddy waters that flooded river shacks My mother was a junkie and she followed her own tracks Up and down her forearms with a monkey on her back   Well I hated for my life and I prayed for something more I wandered to that river and I dreamed along her shore   I wished I were John Dillinger in an outlaw voice Iíd cry Superman come kiss my ass cause real men just donít fly There are no easy answers and winners arenít nice guys Outlaws outlive heroes in the average mans eyes   Sometimes I feel possessed by these ghosts out of the past consumed by some old fire with an anger fierce and fast William Bonney had it and Clyde and Bonnie too A feeling that this world ainít right but for a chosen few I wanna shoot out every window, I wanna tear down every wall and hold this world for ransom And die an outlaw   Chorus   Each day I find a reason to stay this side of sane to keep from feeling hollow I swallow down the pain These fires are always burning and these ghosts out of the past cast a mighty shadow and their memories alway last When I hear a whistle blowing down along the tracks I think about that river and there days come flooding back   Chorus

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