(Big balls in cowtown, yeah). (Come on fiddle, yeah). (George). . Workin' on the railroad. Sleepin' on the ground. Eatin' saltine crackers. Ten cents a pound.
Yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah. . Went see my honey today. At the Hideaway. Found her with another guy. Thought I would die. And I'm trying to find. My way back home.
Mamma's in the kitchen rattlin' pans and the baby cries. On the TV news, somebody died. He was a crazy biker in a motorcycle ridin' daredevil show. In Merry England, oh, twenty seven years old.
Bye, bye, thou little tiny child. Bye, bye, lullee lullay.. Bye, bye, thou little tiny child. Bye, bye, lullee lullay.. . Sisters, too, how may we do for to preserve this day..
I am a fly on the wall of house. Where the windows are always broken. I am a pause in a storm on a dark stair. Whenever your name is spoken. . Be a man about this.
Baby brought me in out off the highway. Poured my right good liquor down the sink. Straightened out my crooked ways of thinking. And made it purely pleasure when I drank.
God sent his son, they called him Jesus,. He came to love, heal and forgive.. He lived and died to buy my pardon,. An empty grave is there to prove my savior lives..
When The Morning Sun Streaks Across My Room. And I'm Waken Up From Another Dream Of You. When I'm On The Road, Once Again It Seems. All that's Left Behind, Is A Chain Of Broken Dreams.
See the sign of the old hotel. We used to stay there. Empty and threadbare. Water running cold. . Searched the streets for old friends. Met only strangers.
I left you this mornin', couldn't take any more.. You laughed and you dared me to walk out the door.. You said that I'd come back, you knew what I'd do..
First you've gotta wanna get a hold. Bad enough to wanna get on him in the first place. And you'd better trust in you lady love. Pray to God she don't give up on you right now.
Tonight in a bar alone I'm sitting. Apart from the laughter and the cheers. While scenes from the past rise before me. Just watchin' the bubbles in my beer.
Ridin 'round the county drinkin from a jar. Big blue canoe up on top of the car. Hop in darlin', don't be a stranger. Sit back and relax, cause you ain't in no danger..
Well the honky-tonks in Texas were my natural second home. Where you tip your hats to the ladies and the rose of San Antone. I grew up on music that we called western swing.
I grew up in the scantling yards of Wheeling, West Virginia. A wheelhouse cub looking for an open door. In the packet ways a Sweeney wed the keel of my Bonita.
I stood on faith and the corner of ambition. I came here to sink or swim. And to show them all that they were wrong. And though I never thought I'd make it this far.
In 1814 we took a little trip. Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississippi. We took a little bacon and we took a little beans. And we fought the bloody British in the town of New Orleans.
In the twilight glow I see. Blue eyes cryin' in the rain. When we kissed goodbye and parted. I knew we'd never meet again. . Love is like a dyin' ember.
Every man needs a reason. To get up in the morning and shave. He needs an incentive. And not just a promotion. With more pain. He needs someone to stand by him.
I'm sending you a big bouquet of roses,. One for every time you've broke my heart,. And as the door of love between us closes,. Tears will fall like pedals when we part..