When the wind don't blow in Amarillo. When the moon along the Gunnison don't rise. And I cast my dreams upon your love babe. And lie beneath the laughter of your eyes.
There's a dog a'barking. There's no sunday parking. No standing nine to noon. And the air is breezy. And the day breaks easy. And the traffic hums a tune.
R&B on a BBC blue eyed star on MVR. Did your dreams across the sea. The mountain leads massively. Look at all the English gals. Singing American soul.
He died with his boots on in another mans bed. The way he once said it would be. He's scoundrel i guess and just got what was due. But he was always a good friend to me.
Neon lights once turned her on, whiskey made her crazy. She'd flirt and tease me all night long, like a fiddle, she'd play me. I've seen her drink tequila straight, flat out lose her mind.
I ain't nothin' but a simple man. They call me a redneck I reckon that I am. But there's things going on. That make me mad down to the core.. . I have to work like a dog to make ends meet.
Fishin' in the sea of song. Sometimes stormy. Sometimes calm. Sometimes nothing gets done. And you're under the gun. . Starin' at the sun. I've been sittin' here for days.
Well the party started early,. About a quarter-to-three. Just a few close friends,. Charlie, Troy, and me. We just got started when somebody asked. How long you think this party's gonna last?.
When you finally tell me what I know is on your mind. Don't cry, don't let those teardrops start. Just tell me that you're leaving and you'll be gone for good.
She has the new dress I bought her. And a house for our love used to be. She has the kids after all that she did. But she has no memory of me. . She still has my friends around her.
I wonder if you've had the time it takes to think it over. And sort out all the feel-ings in your mind. Some-times I think you've found some-one to do your thinking for you.
I stay out late most every night until closing time. Tryin' to find a way to drink your mem'ry off my mind. And even if it goes just right, I'd never make a bet.
Me and the boy's we cinched up our saddles and rode to sonora last night. Gun's hanging proud, daring out loud for any one looking to fight. Card cheats and rustlers would run for their holes when the boys from the old broken O.
There's a big race down in Dallas. Don't you wish that you were there?. You could bet your bottom dollar. On that iron gray mare. . Had a black horse named Delilah.
I climbed the mountains and I swept the plains. I crossed the border and I broke my chains. I walked the back roads 'til my shoes wore through. I'm still without you without you.
I am the king of burning daylight, and holdin' my own. I've been doin', alright, leaving well enough alone. My Daddy told me, I was lazy, My momma said, I love you too.
Kathy there was time when I thought. Of no one else but me and myself. Being on my own.. . And how can I start to apologize for. Not being there to dry your eyes when.
When the wind don't blow in Amarillo. When the moon along the Gunnison don't rise. And I cast my dreams upon your love babe. And lie beneath the laughter of your eyes.
I'm tired to the bone. My back is to the wall. I've been on my own. So long I can't recall. Take me in your arms tonight. Hold me to your breast. Tell me it will be alright.
We made Oklahoma a little after 3. Randy, his brother Bob and my old G-M-C. We had some moonshine whiskey. And some of Bob's homegrown. We were so messed up we didn't know.