Tossed and turned the night before in some old motel. Subconsciously recallin' some old sinful thing I'd done. My buddy drove the car and those big coal trucks shook us up.
Have you read any good telephone books lately?. If you ain't then let me recommend one. I've already read that Tulsa telephone book through thirteen times.
Johnny got up one mornin' he went down to the company store. Got him a big box of bullets to fit into his 44. The storeman said son are you gonna work you know you owe me too much to stop.
Oh, the little lady preacher from the limestone church. I'll never forget her, I guess. She preached each Sunday morning on the local radio. With a big black Bible and a snow-white dress.
I was there on the day the monkey came into this world. His face was round and reddish and his hair was slightly curled. He didn't look too different from the others I had seen.
Ain't it strange how people change and almost overnight. Who once was a country girl is now a, a socialite. We're proud for you, but when you're through.
On Fourth Street in Louisville in 1978. Stranded in a honky-tonk, somewhere 'tween dates. There was a little band playin' as I sipped my beer. But I never thought that I'd hear what I'd hear.
If you love somebody enough. You'll follow wherever they go. That's how I got to Memphis. That's how I got to Memphis. If you love somebody enough. You'll go where your heart wants to go.
Have I told you lately. That I love you. And that all my world. Is yours my love. Always missing you. Even for a day. Our happiness will flourish. Every minute in every way.
The Carter boys were born one and after another in a little old country place. I was the last and the death of my mother and I know it was a pretty bad trace.
(Tom T. Hall). . There's a little ole tree that grows out in my yard. He's not very wide or too tall or too large. He stands there so still 'til the wind comes to call.
(Tom T. Hall). . It'd take me a minute to tell you this rhyme. Of the duck and the rooster that I knew one time. A little duck hatched out a day or two late.
I don't know why it is every time I take a trip. It's always raining somewhere down the line. This particular night was in Prestonsburg, Kentucky. I stopped to give a country boy a ride.
That song is driving me crazy, I gotta hear it again. First time I heard it I was with some friends. It's a simple little song you can sing along with an old time melody.
It's not my sun, man, and if it's not shinin'. When I wake up tomorrow morning, hmm, that'll be all right with me. They're not my birds, man, and if they're not singin'.
It wasn't much but I sold it all and I moved to San Antone. Knowing in my heart that Texas had to be my home. I fell in love with Texas I was happy I was free but Texas never fell in love with me.
I rolled into Connersville in 1961 with what was left of my last army pay. I had a letter with me from a buddy living there. He said you stop and see me if you're ever up this way.
You gotta be thankful for the Bible, Jesus and your mom and dad. For your bike and for your clothes and for your butter and for your bread. For your shoes and socks and underthings and all the clothes you wear.
Turn the cards slowly while you're dealin', darlin'. Please don't double-deal to win my heart. Turn the cards slowly while you're dealin', darlin'. Don't go breakin' rules right from the start.
Try again, don`t feel blue. Try again. I`ve been through feelin blue. . Same as you. I`ve been broken-hearted. And cried the whole night through. Sorry now we`ve parted.