Things are too simple, things are too hard. Nobody's happy with the way things are. Looking for the quick fix, the short term loan. Got to rent 'cause you might not be here long enough to own.
Said the cloud to the sun, "Today's no time to shine". (Didn't you know she's gone?). Said the rain to the moon, "You're not needed tonight". (Didn't you know she's gone?).
We were 18 and 19. And paired off on Saturday nights. Down in the basement a big killer stereo. Dimmer switch on the lights. Jane was a dancer, and Paul was a drummer.
There's a big old world outside of my door. Ain't gonna sit and watch it spin by no more. 'Cause it ain't slowing down or waiting on me. I'm gonna grab what I can while it's within my reach.
I hope that I won't be that wrong anymore. And maybe I've learned this time. I hope that I find what I'm reaching for. The way that it is in my mind. .
Well, first you said that you loved me. You swore to be true. Never leave me lonesome. But that's just what you do. . You go out honky tonkin'. All over town.
Well it seems that everyone we know. The loves grown cold, while ours stand the storm. One by one they break. It such a shame. And now you say you want to do the same.
Dont let me cross over loves cheating line. Im tempted my darlin. To steal you away. Dont let me cross over. Stay out of my way. You know that I love you, and Im not the stealin kind.
As each long day rolls by and falls behind me. In the lonely night there's a peacefulness I've found. Though I'm weary even then when I rise to start again.
Well I read about a man one day, he wasted not his time away. He prayed to God every morning, noon and night. He cared not for the things of Baal, trusted one who never fails.
My eyes may be hollow. And my face may be pale. I maybe just a shadow. Of my former self. . But tonight the ghost of heartaches past. Is steppin' into town.
We tried and we tried, but it's over. Guess I didn't fit the image in your mind. Now you tell me to find another lover. Oh, but baby, aren't you gettin' out of line.
Night is fallin' on this honky tonk city. country music spliin' out on the street. sure can sound good to a hard workin' man. at the end of a hard workin' week.
Night is fallin' on this honky tonk city. Country music spliin' out on the street. Sure can sound good to a hard workin' man. At the end of a hard workin' week.
Last night I went to sleep in Detroit City. And I dreamed about those cottonfields back home. I dreamed about my mama, dear old papa, sister and brother.
I got walls around my soul,. Walls around my heart,. Walls around these walls,. I've built a prison in the dark.. . A fortress full of trouble,. It's a monument of pride,.
You know everyday I walk down memory lane. Trying to find a way past the same old pain. Ah but now the message is loud and it's clear. You know there ain't no way to get there from here.
I love my wife and that's that. 'n' I'd best be looking for my hat. Perhaps one drink Calm my nerves. These are dangerous curves. . The sober voice inside my head.
Dear rose, i misplaced. Everything you gave me. You gave me everything. Everything. . And i do apologize. And hope you'll think of me. As someone who'd do anything.
What will be left. When I've drawn my last breath?. Besides the folks I've met. And the folks who've known me. Will I discover a soul-saving love?. Or just the dirt above and below me.