That psycho, that psychologist. Asked me about my drinking ways. Every question that he asked me. All related back on to my childhood days. . But if the truth was known.
Harold's Super Service. . Now me, I work at Harold's Super Service. We specialize in service all the way. And there's only one thing that really bugs me.
I come to the garden alone. While the dew is still on roses. And the voice I hear falling. On my ear the son of God discloses. . And He walks with me and He talks with me.
If I only had one arm to hold you. Well better yet if I had none at all. Then I wouldn't have two arms that ache. For you there'd be one less mem'ry to recall.
Blackberries are ripe on Taylor Ridge. I'll pick you a daisy on the way. Walking ties on the railroad bridge. Go find a spot there in the shade. Throw a blanket down.
There are times,. when I almost catch him smiling. There are times. When the pain will cease to show. There are times. When days go by. And he doesn't even cry.
Keepin' on the lighter side of gettin' up and bleedin' ?. Hunger's a dream you die in. Needin' it with all your heart no way to slow or stop the start.
You don't have to grow up poor. On that red clay 'Bama land. Or ride that old lost highway. With a guitar in your hand. . But if you have a heartache.
Bubba's burnin' rubber in his pickup truck. Cherry red mustang's all souped up. Lookin' real sharp wanna be seen. Everybody needs to blow off steam. .
HEART AND SOUL. (Hoagy Carmichael / Frank Loesser). Joe Loss & His Orchestra (vocal: Chick Henderson). Connee Boswell; Al Bowlly; Dave Brubeck; Dorothy Carless;.
Your doin' all you can. To get in them old jeans. You want that body back. You had at 17. Well baby don't get down. Don't you worry about a thing. 'Cause the way you fill 'em out.
She used to sit in the passenger seat. Tappin' on the dash with her bare feet. Poppin' that gum and paintin' her toenails blue. She'd turn on the radio and crank it up.
Turn it up son. Alright boys, this is her favorite song, you know that, right?. So if we play it good and loud she might get up and dance again. Aw she's pretty good now.
Turn it up son. Alright boys, this is her favorite song, you know that, right?. So if we play it good and loud she might get up and dance again. Aw she's pretty good now.
He grew up pickin' in a chicken wire joint,. Burnin' up the road, from point to point,. Doing Silver bullets, singing "Shotgun Willie",. A five price band and a coal black tele,.
"Ah, dearly beloved,. We're gathered up in here today to join in holy monogamy. This here feller and this ol' gal that he brought with him.". The weddin' chapel couldn't get more packed.
Once in a lifetime. You'll open up your heart. Maybe once in your lifetime. You'll swear to never be apart. You think your love's on solid ground. Then out the blue, it all comes tumbling down.
Ain't no whiskey in this glass. Try not to smoke too many cigarettes. I stay away from Mary Jane. These are my choices. . Ain't gonna judge you if you do.
I was flippin' through the channels. A lazy Sunday afternoon. Caught the race in Talladega. Comin' round lap twenty-two. When the fella in the blue car.
So many close calls, dodging reckin' balls. They're ain't appeared for, I didn't fall through. Girl, there's no tellin' how, I ever made it out. And lived to talk 'bout the reckless things I use to do.