Oh well I'm tired and so weary but I must travel on. Till the Lord comes and calls calls me away oh Lord I pray. Well the morning's bright and the lamb is the light.
Painted over the walls the saddest color of blue. Posters covered in glass, favorite curbside grab. Red Valentine's card, stuck on the mirror to keep.
Top it up, a white carnation.. I borrow my mother's clutch,. Thinking the grass could be greener, at last,. Now that I'm all grown up.. But expectation and idle'll be the death of me..
People Like Me. Never went to college. Except the parties I was playing. For the sigma kappa ladies on Friday night. So I spent a lot of weekends. With some future doctors girlfriend.
All alone in a cafe. I watch the world rushin' by. They're all dreamin' 'bout dollars and thinkin'. 'Bout mountains that they have to climb. . A woman checks her reflection.
From concrete to shingles and every single nail. We drove to hold this house together. That stained glass door those hardwood floors cost a little more.
In the same breath, you told me it was over. You said, in time I'd find somebody new. And as you walk away I'm sure you wonder. What will I do my first night without you.
I'm a son of a preacher man, everybody calls him Brother Jim. Seems like I spend my life tryin' to live up to him. Well, he taught me wrong from right but Lord knows I still sin.
Picking up strangers, let me tell you about the dangers. You never know what they're out to get from you. You never know what they're gonna try to do.
(Chuck Jones/Steve Seskin). . Look at me, eighteen and tanned,. Behind the wheel of my old van,. "Hotel California" turned up loud,. No air-conditioning, windows down..
All week long I been workin' that nine to five. Dreamin' in color but livin' in black and white. Monday to Friday ain't nothing but shades of gray. But tonight I'm gonna party.
Grandfather smoked and had a taste for booze. Next thing you know Grandaddy's son did too. And when that boy had children of his own. Addiction was the only seed he'd sown..
God knows how long she was waiting on the mountain. Staring at the river, watching all her dreams go by. Every single morning she sang of crystal fountains.
Grab your coat, honey, grab your hat. This train is leaving and it ain't comin' back. Don't need a ticket, can't you understand?. You're on your way to the Promised Land.
In the same breath you told me it was over. You said in time I'd feel like somebody new. And as you walk away I'm sure you wonder. What will I do my first night without you.
It's too fast, it's too slow. It's too country, too rock and roll. It's too happy, to sad, to short or it's way too long. Yeah, and it's too bad they don't just.
Verse. If they're going to make a shadow out of me,. Well I guess I'll be the shadow of that post oak tree.. In the forest by your house, where we used to meet.
I ain't been sleepin', I ain't been eatin'. I've been on pins and needles, waitin' by the phone. You better call me, you better call me. I've been on pins and needles, waitin' by the phone.
Well I ain't afraid of dying, it's the thought of being dead. I wanna go on being me once my eulogy's been read. Don't spread my ashes out to sea, don't lay me down to rest.
On Christmas morn' a son was born. No one knew he'd be the King of kings. A baby child so meek and mild. And through the ages, angel voices sing. . Praise and Alleluia to the Savior.