I'm lying in my bed. The blanket is warm. This body will never be safe from harm. Still feel your hair, black ribbons of coal. Touch my skin to keep me whole.
I used to know a little square. So long ago, when I was small. All summer long it had a fair. Wonderful fair with swings and all. I used to love my little fair.
I know somebody whose life is tough. I help a little but it isn't enough. 'Cause I go spent money on stupid stuff. When I know he's struggling to stay above.
I traded a '57 Chevy for my first guitar. And daddy said I was crazy 'cause that was a helluva car. When I played love me tender on that fender. And the music came pourin' out of my hands and heart.
Ah, yeah, y'all listen to this. True story. . My in-laws are outlaws. So I stay on my toes. 'Cause anythin' can happen. An' anythin' could go. . I have to lock up my ol' tool box.
MAMA WAS ALOT LIKE JESUS. . Written by: Tob Ctosby/Kelly Shiver/Ray Stephenson (BMI/ASCAP). . I've seen her give her last dollars to a stranger on the street.
I've seen her give her last five dollars. To a stranger on the street. An' do without a dress she wanted. So we'd have enough to eat. . And when the ladies at the garden club.
I was raised to be tough. And stand my ground. To face life like a man. And never back down. . But there are times. When giving in aint wrong. And baby, tonight I'm tired of being strong.
So many beautiful stories are told. Of love and affection, that's purer than gold. They meet and they love, and he makes her his wife. And wife can't last this a mystery of life.
If you gave me the moon in the heaven and added a star or two. It couldn't compare with the love we share cause my world is you. No no one has ever had a feeling like the one I have for you.
You ask me how long I've been drinkin'. And livin' this honky tonk life. Well, listen girls, I'll tell you my story. I'm a mother that was once a happy wife.
My mama didn't raised no fools no mama didn't raised no fools. You didn't give me credit but it's time you knew my mama didn't raised no fools. You know back alleys like an old tomcat you know I ain't a puttin' up with that.
The baby cries, I could almost die from lonesome. The late shows gone and the coffee's on, I think of each song. Somewhere out there my love, you share.
She's mine, she's mine,. She's mine, she's mine,. Oh oh oooh-oh-oh,. Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!. . Can't keep their eyes off of her,. Wherever she goes,. Oh oh oooh-oh,.
When the sun in the mornin' peeps over the hill. And kisses the roses round my window sill. Then my heart fills with gladness when I hear the trill. Of the birds in the treetops on Mockin' Bird Hill.
Old memory, keep him remembering me. Behold him constantly while we're apart. Old memory, don't ever set him free. Make him keep loving me, beholds my heart.
Big Jimmy Baker and Marty Gray met at a teenage party. Jimmy took Marty to school the next day both of them were tardy. Sittin' in the parking lot talking over things waitin' for the morning bell to ring.
You're goin' out again tonight. And you'll end up gettin' tight. Then when your money's gone. You'll come crawlin' home to me. . You'll think you're quiet as a mouse.