Scared, I've been scared out here on my own. Lost, I've been lost a million miles from home. Running, tired of running, that's all I seem to do. Nothin', I ain't nothing, baby without you.
I got a pocket full of money, got the top rolled down. Yeah the hi-fi's pumping, tell ya where I'm bound. (Down home) they got some pretty little women.
Double wide blues. I got the blues, double wide. V-neck t-shirt, with a mustard stain. Rollin' up a hose, outside in the rain. He's been my neighbor since seventy-nine.
You're my water. You're my wine. You're my whiskey. From time to time. . You're the hunger. On my bones. All the nights. I sleep alone. . Sweet intoxication.
Are you feelin a little desperate?. Get on your knees and confess it. Honey please, dont second guess it. Youre desperate for love. . Is this just a little fling.
Hes got the hands of a blind piano player. Hes got a feel for the dark like a soothsayer. He takes a little bow and tips his fedora. Shouts like hes gonna save Sodom and Gomorrah.
Darlin', darlin'. Darlin', darlin'. . So it's been a long year. Every new day brings one more tear. Till there's nothing left to cry. . My, my, how time flies.
Are you my daddy?. Are you?. I don't want to cut you up. Drink you from a paper cup. I don't want to spit you out. Or kick you in the shin. I don't want to knock you down.
Yeah yeah. I had a six pack of beer in the bushes. The weekend I turned 18. I snuck out the back while my mom and dad. Watched Johnny Carson on TV. . Well I picked her up at the end of the road.
I had a dream I was lost at sea,. Sorrow's cloud came down on me. Stranded out on a boat made of fire,. Running on desire. . Lord have mercy on my every sin.
I sobered up in Houston. In the bed of my pickup truck. My head was hangin' so heavy. I could hardly hold it up. . I got to thinkin' 'bout. Sweet little woman I left all alone.
Daddy had a Buick and Mama loved to ride. Daddy like to drive it and Mama liked to glide. Four white walls constantly in motion. from the Great Smoky Mountains to the California ocean,.
Down in the valley the valley so low. Late in the evening hear the train blow. Hear the train blow boys oh hear the train blow. Down in the valley hear the train blow.
Well now where do you think your going?. When you're headed for the door. With your head hanging down staring at the floor. And even though I can't see 'em.
When trouble comes knockin'. Beatin' down your front door. When the devil starts stalkin'. One thing holds the cure. . Drink your whiskey down. Put sorrow in the ground.
I wandered far away from the place. Where I was born and raised. I suffered through the Oklahoma dry lands. And through New York City's cold and rainy days.
Don't you think you should have called?. To tell me you were coming down. Oh you look so out of place on this troubled side of town. Its a place where losers go when they know there's nothing left.
Well, Ive been sitting on this couch for an hour. Waitin' for something to transpire. Ive tried almost every trick I know. Well, Ive even got Sinatra on the stereo.
I try not to drink 'cause if I sit and think, I'll go crazy. Desperate ain't lonely. Know I've been high, pockets are empty. In daytime I'm lonesome, in the nightime I'm sad.
Drinker Born. Rayna Gellert, Uncle Earl. . I called up my bootlegger. Begged him to come to town. Said if you dont bring me another quart of corn. Gonna jump in that river and drown.