The wind is blowing 'round the cabin. I hate to hear that lonesome sound. I'm all alone and so down hearted. Since my true love she ain't around. . I hate to see the sun a sinking.
Sweetheart I recall the day I first met you. I wonder if you remember the same. We talked of the love we shared for each other. And longed for the day we'd change your sweet name.
My latest sun is sinking fast, my race is nearly run. My strongest trials now are past, my triumph has begun. . Oh come Angel Band, come and around me stand.
I even loved the ground that you walked on. But that has been some time ago. I could never take you back, no matter how I try. For all the love I had is gone.
All I ever loved was you. You broke a heart that cried for you. I've wasted all my tears on you. For all I've ever loved was you. . Go out and find somebody new.
Often my thoughts drift back to childhood. To the times when I was free. As I played before the fireside. 'Round my darling, mother's knee. . There's a blessed home up yonder.
In constant sorrow all my days. . I am a man of constant sorrow. I've seen trouble all my days. I bid farewell to old Kentucky. The state where I was borned and raised.
A few more years shall roll, a few more seasons shall come. Then we shall be with those at rest asleep within the tomb. . Then Oh my Lord prepare my soul for that great day.
Mother first was called to heaven. Left our home all alone. Dad took sick soon and joined her. They're reunited on god's throne. . A few more tiring days still face us.
Each day I'll do a golden deed. By helping those who are in need. My life on earth is but a span. And so I'll do the best I can. . Life's even sun is sinking low.
As I enter in the game. Not really worried about the fame. I should introduce myself by giving out my stage name. Mr. Nene to the haters, Stanko to the ballers.
A PLACE IN THE CHOIR. All God's critters got a place in the choir. Some sing low, some sing higher,. Some sing out loud on the telephone wires,. And some just clap their hands, or paws, or anything they.
A COWBOY'S HARD TIMES. Well, I once was a cowboy, and I used to run wild.. And I rodeoed, wrangled, and rambled in style.. But I'm too old for horses, too old for the show,.
A song is a song. A team is team. Stand high patrol them are king inna the ring. . A tune is a tune. a fact is a fact. stand high patrol are gonna start the attack.
I got a '57 chevy with 4 on. the floor. Glasspacks cheater slicks 454. Girls on the phone girls at. my door. They just keep comin' back for. more. (Chorus).
Standin' in the pourin' rain, seein' your face again. Well I see it everywhere I go. Walkin' in the dead of night, I ain't givin' up without a fight. Holdin' on to what we had before.
It's my first time in Alabama,. and I'm peeing off a bridge.. I've got a smile on my face,. and I've been drinking like a fish.. . These days I don't shut up..
Try to drive on the highway with your eyes closed.. Try to go to church with something exposed.. Try to make a joke when youre on your knees.. Try to fall in love without saying please..
What I leave when you go. What I see and what you show. And what I guess and when I don't. Is something you already, already know. . I can't live without, all I think about.