Pack your bags, there's a place we gotta go. Back in the hill country of Ohio. Not a weekend hotter than the 3rd one in July. So grab a squirt bottle and never fear, I've been building this custom cooler all year. You won't believe it 'til you see it with your own eyes. From all 50 states we gather 'round, to pledge our allegiance to that hillbilly sound..
Jesus loves me this I know. For the Bible tells me so. Little ones to Him belong. They are weak but He is strong. . Jesus loves me this I know. For the Bible tells me so.
Im writin this letter, my darling, from high on a hill. Weve been marching ten days and were just outside Hopkinsville. Its been snowing all night and we aint got no more kerosene.
Lord, there goes Johnny Appleseed. He might pass by in the hour of need. There's a lot of souls. Ain't drinking from no well locked in a factory. . Hey, look there goes.
I'm thinking of jumping off this bridge. Cause life has got me down. Can't think of one reason to live. I guess I'll probably drown. . I think I'm gonna jump, jump. Jump.
Well Johnny come in last night, man he was an awful sight. The Bartender said, "Hey Johnny, there'll be no band tonight". "The piano-man's drunk, he been down in the dumps.
He was a canvas back'd scatter brain from jazz street. He had a 65 chevy and and a surfer shirt full a parakeets. It's a dead-end road by Love Canal where the moon eyed dream.
With a dozen roses in his gun rack. Junior pulled up into her side lot. He carried them up to the front porch. And hollered, "Wanda, look at what I got!".
They were farm kids way down in Dixie. Met in high school in the sixties. Everyone knew it was love from the start. . One July in the midnight hour. He climbed upon the water tower.
Just a dream I had. But I don't remember what was said. In this dream of black and white. We were talkin' all through the night. . About life and of love.
I was tired of being drunk.. My face cracked like a joke.. So I swung through here. like a brace of jackrabbits,. with their necks all broke.. . I stumbled at the door with my boot,.
lookin at you. Love was enough when I saw I jacked. Jukebox lokin love was lol. . I woke u a said. I was rollin on the floor laughing. . Jukebox yea yea.
We spend our lives groping for happiness. I found it once but tossed it aside. I paid for it with hours of loneliness. I've nothing to hide, I'd bury my pride for.
Just look at you, you're perfect. Without trying to, you steal the moment. What you do to me, if you only knew. Just look at you. . Your beautiful face, I swear it's true.
It's hard to survive in these troubled times. Lord knows I've seen some. And there've been days when I couldn't say. Where the next dollar's coming from.
I had a dream last night. That you weren't in my life. It felt so real, that I. . Woke up reachin' for you baby. What would I do, if ever I lost you?.
Words and music by jimmy nail. . You wake up in a dlfferent bed. Forgotten every word you said. Do you recognise the person next to you ?. You're sneeking down the backroom stairs.