Please release me let me go I don't love you anymore. To live together is a sin release and let me love again. I have found a new love dear and I'll always want her near.
The sweetest songs belong to lovers in the gloaming. The sweetest days are the days that used to be. The saddest words I ever heard were words of parting.
After the war was over I was coming home to you. I saw a rainbow at midnight out on the ocean blue. The stars in heaven were shining the moon gave its light from above.
Lord, I've been talkin' when I should have listened. Listening when I should have spoke. Lighting a match to old memories. Sending them all up in smoke.
I told you from the start I couldn't give you my heart it belonged to someone else. I tried like hell but still we fell I guess we could not help ourselves.
River you heard my first cry as a baby. And like my mom you sang me lullabies. You knew my fishing pole. When I was eight years old. And river you never told me lies.
Why did you come here what do you need. Don't look at me like you want me to plead. My friends are dyin' to make rock and roll stand. While we've been livin' in a country rock band.
Hey, lay me down some rails boys. Don't put me in jail boys. And if I make a little noise. Just leave me alone. . I've been known to party some. But I ain't never hurt no one.
Judy I feel weary now older than a man of thirty-three. The gates of hell just opened after twenty years the warden says I'm free. Revenge was all I wanted when I killed the man that took your life that day.
Traveling with the rodeo. It's the only life I'll ever know. I started in New Mexico. Must have been a thousand years ago. I used to be the best they say.
Somewhere in Vietnam. A nineteen year old soldier stumbled from a bar room. He said I must be seeing things. That bourbon hit me like a baseball bat. In Belfast, Ireland a little lady dropped her shovel in her garden.
I love real things built to last. Hardwood floors and stone fireplaces. And lookin' back on the past. . Ice cold beer, fish that fight. Wise, old bucks and old timer's.
I wanna sing this song for a friend of ours. His picture was in all the papers. They said that a legend had passed. The late evenin' news did a special report.
You have painted up your lips and rolled and curled your tinted hair. Ruby are you contemplating going out somewhere. The shadows on the wall tell me the sun is goin' down.
As I lay here all alone I feel the darkness coming on. It's too late to try to catch the sinking sun. But the seasons of my mind they're walking back through summer time.
I was waitin' in Rosie's Restaurant.. When the waiter came up and said "what do you want?". I looked at the menu and it looked so nice.. Till he said, "let me give you some advice".
She wakes while you sleep and tiptoes out softly and brings you your coffee in bed. And she crawls in beside you with biscuits and kisses until all your hungers're fed.
It's two in the morning on Saturday night at Rosalie's Good Eats Cafe. The onions are frying the neon is bright and the jukebox is startin' to play. And the sign on the wall says In God We Trust all others have to pay.
This old highway she's hotter than nine kinds of hell. The rides they is scarce as the rain. When you're down to your last shuck with nothing to sell.
I have pawned my golden records I have sold my sequent suits. For a bottle of bad whiskey I gave up my fancy boots. Now I stand here on the corner with a sad sad tail to tell.