An old friend lay on his dying bed. Held my hand to his bony breast. And he whispered low as I bent my head. Oh, they're calling me home. They're calling me home.
This is not my town and it will never be. This is our apartment filled with your things. This is your life, I get copied keys. Try and force a little smile, hold it a little while for you.
My love took a ride on a red-eye plane. Going home. And we're never gonna feel the same. Change this feeling under my feet. Change the sheets and then change me.
I know your heart. It is a secret thing. And you're a comedian. And you hide behind your funny face. I'm out of the shadows. And in the mirrors and the lights.
Well first off I'm an Okie. So don't call me Tex. No I don't mind you asking about this cast here on my leg. I had a little bad luck with a bull in Santa Fe.
Far away in a Spanish dungeon. A Cuban soldier lay. Slowly dyin' from the torture. Inflicted day by day. . He begged to send a message. But this kindness was denied.
That isolating fan is moving left to right. Like it's mocking me for coming here again last night. I slide from under your arm, you're still out stone cold.
I've been waiting for the longest time. I want you to come back. Maybe if the sun would shine. It'd bring my happy back. . In the dark. So tired of waking up and its dark.
And my conscience. Has it stripped down to a science. why does everything. Displease me still I'm trying. . And it's so very hard. To ask for a part in your Christmas.
Down in Tennessee. Sits a girl alone. She sings along with her favorite songs on the radio. . Only friends she sees. Are on TV. Magazine and movie stars are her only family.
My buddies say don't do it. There's no way I can win. They've seen you put me through it. Time and time again. . Does it make you happy, baby. To make me so sad?.
I'm just a country boy and, yes, I do enjoy. Showing them city folk my hell raising ways. Valet my muddy truck in a highfalutin' club. I holler "Howdy" just to see what they say.
(Verse 1). Can you break your shadow. Will you drown in your blues. Can you change when it matters. Will you find a way through?. . (Pre Chorus). When you break right down, lose your ground.
Tell me baby, where were you last nightwere you out with that man?. Does he give you everything you wantdoes he really understand?. Im still trying to find my place in line, now that everything is said and done.
There's a man across the hall who sits staring at the floor,. He thinks he's Hank Williams; hear him singing through the door.. There's a girl in 203, who stops by to visit me,.
You drive a baby blue Beamer. I drive a pickup truck. I'm a member of the good ol' boys. You're a member of the Country Club. . You keep turnin' me down when I ask you out.
You say it's cold back there in Denver. A foot of new snow on the ground. You're all bundled up in blankets. I'd give anything to be there with you now.
Bring it on to me. . We're backwoods Dixie, flat woods pickin'. Shotgun wavin', long-neck drinkin'. Huntin' and a-fishin', workin' and a-wishin' for the weekend.
He really liked flannel with bib overalls. If you looked in his closet it's all that you saw. He'd dress up on Sunday and thought he looked neat. In a green leisure suit with wing tips on his feet.
I hear 'em laughing on cloud 9. In a world so happy just above mine. No one's leaving like you left me. They got each other got all they need, but. . Here on cloud 8.