(Twinkle twinkle little star) how I wonder where you are. It seems like only yesterday our little girl was playing. With windup toys and little boys dolls and color crayons.
She's leavin' she's leavin' she's on the ship now and leavin'. Standing by the gateway tossin' streamers over my way I find it kinda hard believin'. Deceivin' deceivin' my subtle game of deceivin'.
She may try to tell you that she's never ever felt a fiery kiss. She may look into your eyes and say I've never known the love like this. She may say her body's never felt the heat from love's burnin' flame.
Send me the pillow that you dream on. Don't you know that I still care for you?. Send me the pillow that you dream on. So darling, I can dream on it too.
I peeked in to say goodnight. When I heard my child in prayer. "Send, dear God, some scarlet ribbons. Scarlet ribbons for my hair". . All the stores were closed and shuttered.
Station grey. Are you still waiting. For the children. To tumble away?. . Walk us through. Fields undivided. Feel the weightless. Return back to you. .
Some came here before us. And others still arrive. Some stand behind. The unmarked signs. Recognized from time to time. And everything is up for grabs.
Well, I tried my best to be at rest. When the moon and the wind both died. You locked me in with your best friend. Oh, your window was open wide. . I escaped in time to see your man.
I first ran into Stoney. It was a bar downtown. Was Richmond, Virginia. We were bumming around. . Suitcase to suitcase. We started him talking. Finding out about the things we've shared.
Jerry Jeff Walker. . Woke up today, rain comin' down,. Wonderin' where all my friends are now.. They're not around; no they're not in town. Used to be me on my way,.
Butch Hancock. . Well, I was standin' at a big hotel, just wishin' everybody well. If anybody paid me any mind, it was hard to tell. Then a big cop on his beat, took out his pistol and pointed at me.
Jerry Jeff Walker. . For some kicks I went drinking, with some old hounds I ran with. While you were away for the day. Now the guys hadn't changed much, the scene seemed the same.
A soldier rides on a train to Tennessee. And half asleep he dreams it isn't a dream. With each flick of the wheels a new face goes by. With each face he loves he turns and sighs.
Jerry Jeff Walker. . As I walked into a run down bar. The sign said a one man band. He was sittin' on top of a bar stool. A guitar held in his hand. And the lines he was singing 'bout a memory ringin'.
Jerry Jeff Walker. . When the telephone woke me this morning, I'm sorry was the first thing I said. From that point it get's a bit fuzzy, thinking with half a head.
We come on the sloop John B. My grandfather and me. Around Nassau town we did roam. Drinkin' all night. Got into a fight. Oh now I feel so broke up. I just wanna go home.
Steven Fromholz. . Me and my friends are getting long in the tooth. After three or four decades of seeking the truth. Trying to recover from misspent youth.
Jerry Jeff Walker. . As a teenage girl in Texas, raised on dust and weeds and cactus. She first saw pictures of the river Seine. From her window late at night, she'd pretend the stars were lights.
Well, yes, I guess the blues got me. Brought me pretty low this time. Down to where I'm tellin' you. Everything that's one my mind. . She kept telling me.
Jerry Jeff Walker. . Sometimes out here on this road. Too late to call I see the telephone. My mind's a line running straight for home. And I can see her lying soft and warm.