Down at the station the tracks are cold. The wheels of thunder, they roll no more. And the heart of America cries for the souls. Who won't be rollin' home.
Written by Micky Braun. . Even I could see that it was my fault. . I didnt have the guts to leave you. . I just thought that it would fall apart. . And in time that we would be through.
Written by: Micky Braun, Mark McCoy. . When I first met you, I was a dreamer. I didnt let nothing stand in my way,. I was looking for another soul to understand me.
Lay down your burdens. Lay down your cares. The Holy Virgin. She's gonna greet you up there. . With a big can of spray paint. With a big blank wall. And I can guaran-damn tee ya.
God is a real estate developer. With offices around the nation. They say one day he'll liquidate. His holdings up on high. I say it's all speculation.
You, you knew how to soothe me. Like the sound of rain on a sleepy afternoon. You made me a believer. That this love was worth falling into. It was good for a while.
Goodbye house its time to leave you. And Im sure feeling low. I know youre only pine and stone. But the time has come so goodbye home. . Goodbye house Im gonna miss you.
I can tell I'm home by the way they're driving. The pace is slow and the air is clear. Ain't nobody in a real big hurry. There's not many deadlines to meet around here.
Chorus:. George Jones and Jesus are two heros of mine.. One is only human but the other one divine.. When I could not find a friend I found out that I had two..
40 days, 40 fights. 40 showdowns in 40 nights. town to town, in high demand. can't slow down. I'm a wanted man.. . Chorus. I'm a gunslinger honey. hunting you down.
In the little town that I grew up in. Me and my buddies always had big dreams. Kelly set her sights on making movies. Randy was swinging for the major leagues.
The girl from the canyon smiled a smile that brought me home. As sick and bleedin' as I was she took me on her own. Brought me to the canyon where the sun poured down like rain.
[Chorus]. Oh the green rolling hills of West Virginia. Are the nearest thing to heaven that I know. Tho' the times are sad and dreary. I cannot linger here.
You know what I wish?. It was just you and me. Sitting in this corner bar. You could tell me how your are. . But I'm not gonna lie or anything. You don't even have to speak.
Goodnight my love, goodnight. May all your dreams come true. And may God be with you. Goodnight my love, goodnight. . Now close your sleepy eyes. And sail into the skies.
Home captain home. Where the flags sail high. The blood we spill is our own. Captain home. . You're a salty dog. Through night and fog we row. Captain home.
Me and my son were in a tack shop one day, he'd just got a pony for his seventh birthday.. He needed a rig and we found one he liked and I was tryin to get the old feller to come down off his price and he said son,.
Sun peeks up over the red bluff. And it's sure enough a purty site. There's a light fog rising out at the south draw. And I just saw a herd of deer run back.
I got tired of New York City, of its sidewalks and its heat. So I got myself a great big horse and I rode him down the street. And then I hollered, "Hi, ho, Silver" and, "Get 'em up, Scout".
Waiting on my angel to come (I was). Waiting on my angel to come (I had). Nothing to lose but time. . That little fellow wanted to know (yes that). Little fellow wanted to know (he said).