As I walk through our living-room-turned-battlefield,. I seek a pardon for my part in this ol' war. And I feel shame for the flame we ignited, then ignored,.
Now she's someone else's problem, and I'm finally free. From all the daily heartache and night time misery. Troubles they're all over, she's just a memory.
Shes a Lot Like Texas. Beautiful and Wild, Unpredictable and Free. A Hearts Thats Strong and Restless. Her Love Goes on for Miles, She Will Always Be,.
Well, it was one hot day in mid-July. I had a little fight with that gal of mine. She went to the store for some cigarettes. Well, it's been three days and she ain't back yet.
Sometimes. Mixed emotions they ramble on inside. For a false sense of reality. . So I try to escape. From this place that brings me down. 'Cause I feel there's nothing else.
I'm burned by the sweetest fire, victim to my desire. And the hardest thing is you don't seem to notice. I love the games you play lie straight to my face.
I love to smoke, I smoke seven thousand packs a day, okay?. And I am never fucking quitting I don't care how many laws they make. What's the law now? You can only smoke in your apartment.
Baby, I think I'm going insane. My mind it seems is like some runaway train. I knew this life I've led would take its toll. But now at last I fear I'm losing control.
do you believe in heaven above. do you believe in love. don't tell a lie don't be false or untrue. it all comes back to you. open fire open fire. my defenses are down a kiss or a frown.
Puffy eyed and glaring wide you take your piece of peace.. Close your mind and slip inside the space that you complete.. Reading tabs but you're in sweet with London's soul elite..
Passion for lust, Despair and distrust,. Connect at cost, Kill Cupid with rust.. . Pity the ones, Salvage and strung,. Reflect at loss, Fill stupid and stung..
All through my mind all the time. There's no right moment for signs. Wish no one was lost or around. I'll do it to you. Back and forth is this worth all the going through.
This ol' smoke filled bar is something I'm not used to. But I gave up my home to see you satisfied. I just called to let you know where I'll be living.
Me and a buddy named Cisco. Went down to sip some suds. First thing, you know me and old Cisco. Ran through fifty bucks. . We got caught in a card game.
We're caught in a trap, I can't walk out. Because I love you too much, baby. Why can't you see what you're doing to me. When you don't believe a word I'm saying.
I see the town where we were born I see the place we were raised. I see all the things you wanted that I never gave. I see sadness I see sorrow I see pain on your face.
(Stand at your window some night). Again let me see the one who is holding. The best part of me. (Stand at your window some night). Look at my side of town.
SON OF THE SOUTH. Writer Bill Anderson. . I was born eatin' gravy and black-eyed peas. Cracklin' bread and turnip greens. Washin' 'em down with a big.
Sometimes I get to thinking of another time. When we hide so little but you were mine. But now so much is changed and all the price the years have caused.
Well I pulled out of Pittsburgh a rollin' down that Eastern Sea board. I got my diesel wound up and she's runnin' like a never before. There's a speed zone ahead alright I don't see a cop in sight.