You're always a stranger. Never familiar. You're always so different. Never the same. You keep love exciting. With clever disguise. . And we'll always be lovers.
What makes something you can't have always look so good. Why'd do something out of reach seem so fine. What makes you thrill me more than any girl I know.
Well, I learned how to walk and I learned how to run in Bakersfield. Should've done time over things I'd done in Bakersfield. I tasted my first taste of romance in Bakersfield.
Now it's back to the barrooms. Right back to drinkin' again. Someday you'll love me enough to stay with me. And whiskey won't be my best friend. But now it's back to the barrooms again.
Hey, I want to sing till the feeling gets right. Well, let's harmonize, we'll be dynamite. I'll yodel the high notes, I've done it for years. Good deal old buddy and I'll pour the beer.
There's a lonesome blues. the Honky Tonk Blues. I've even heard tell of the Lovesick Blues. But there's a new blues. And it's the baddest kind. It's the bluest of the blues.
Put on your Bobbi-sox baby. Roll up your old blue jeans. There's a band playin down at the armory. Know's what rock and roll really means. I want to ride in your '55 T-bird.
I came from a town that was so small you look both ways and you could see it all. All I wanted was some way out every evening I'd slip into town. And stand around by the caution light and watch the big trucks rolling by.
Bobby Joel and Betty got a real nice farm. Everybody knows that they work real hard. Bobby Joel sweatin' in the noonday sun. Betty right beside him 'til the work's all done.
I saw an angel fall from grace when I was just eighteen. With lipstick on her cigarette and fire on both wings. She never even looked back. As she spiraled toward the ground.
Troubled soul, all alone. I can feel your sadness. The hearache and the madness. . Are hittin' hard tonight. You're cornered up and hunkered down. The walls are tall around you.
Get ready baby, we're going uptown. It's friday night, we're gonna get down. I thought you might like this brand new baby-blue dress. I figured out about a quarter 'til ten.
It's good to hear your voice after all this time. I've been told I'm hard to find. It's raining here but I'm keeping dry. And for me that's doing good.
Down the street, up the drive, park the car, step outside. Across the lawn, up the stairs, on the porch, I'm gettin' there. Key in the lock, through the door, down the hall I walked so many times before.
If this was a joke. I'd be laughing by now. Cuttin' up with the boys. And braggin' bout how. I talked my way. Out of the trouble I was in again. . She kept sayin'.
There's a stack of pizza boxes. And cigarette stuffed beer bottles up on my TV. But it's better than I thought it'd be. . There's a pile of dirty laundry.
Old man sunshine listen you. Never tell me dreams come true. Just try it and I'll start a riot. Beatrice Fairfax don't you dare. Ever tell me he will care.
My heart is sad and lonely. For you I sigh, for you dear only. Why haven't you seen it. I'm all for you body and soul. . I spend my days in longing. And wondering why it's me you're wronging.
Love is funny or it's sad,. Or it's quiet or it's mad,. It's a good thing or it's bad,. But beautiful!. . Beautiful to take a chance. And if you fall, you fall,.
Golden boy, golden hair. Skinny arms, you don't care. They loved your look, loved your sound. Loved it when you came unwound. . And you saw the world in a darker shade of blue.