By David Allan Coe. . I painted quite a picture for the girls in her home town. And she was no exception to the rule. Singing all them songs about the places I've been.
When I was a little boy. Daddy used to say to me "Son,". "We got a lot of land. We got a lot of work to be done". . Go get your marbles, put 'em in the house.
She's taken to walking alone in the evening. She's taken to sleeping all night in his chair. Together they both had a reason for living. Back when the felling of loving was there.
Hang up that red dress,. Let down your hair,. Cancel those reservations. Don't need to go no where.. As good as your looking right now,. Girl bet your thinkin I'm crazy,.
Is that all there is to a name, a lost and childish heart.. There's nothing you give that's not dangerous or cold.. Is that there is to a game, a game of broken hearts..
I remember the day when the snow melted away and the great snowman was wed. He said yes I do and little Linda said it too and the great snowman was wed.
The old hometown looks the same as I step down from the train. And there to meet me is my mama and my papa. And down the road I look and there runs Mary.
She don't hold and kiss me like she did one time. I think my sweet baby's got leavin' on her mind. . The longer I know her the more I can tell my darling's not happy with me.
I've laid around and played around this old town too long. Summer's almost gone, winter's comin' on. I've laid around and played around this old town too long.
Remember the nights we would jam in the motels. . After the honky tonks closed. . No one had credit. . And no one had no place to go.. . Just crazy kids with 'lectric machines.
Goodnight Irene goodnight Irene. I'll see you in my dreams.. . Sometimes I live in the country. Sometimes I live in town. Sometimes I take a big notion.
How did I hurt that woman she never done me wrong. I ran away and left her for a redhead Amazon. I got no brains I got no sense I never had no class. So I'm goin' down to Texas and be one more horse's ass.
(I'm goin' home I've been gone so doggone long now at last the rambling fever's gone. I'm goin' home I know that mama'll cry with joy. To see her wanderin' boy I'm goin' home.
The Gods were angry with me for loving you. The Gods were angry with me because they knew. I stood at heaven's portals but they were too high for any mortal such as I.
Every triangle has three sides it's true. There's the wife's side the husband's and my side too. What's the difference who's to blame everybody suffers the same.
(Y'all settle down! Everybody be quiet because daddy's gonna sing a quiet song called the Giving Tree). . Once there was a giving tree who loved a little boy.
On the warm summer's evening on a train bound for nowhere. I met up with a gambler we were both too tired to sleep. So we took turns a starin' out window at the darkness.
I've got golden memories. I've got silver threads a-windin' through my hair. Oh baby, but I got good times enough to share. . I ain't young, but I ain't old.
Grandma's turning 92. That's a lot of years ahead of you. So, listen close to what I say. 'Cause Grandma's feeling old today. She said I can't believe I'm sitting here.