Morning light comes shinin' in. It don't break and it don't bend. It don't hide behind the blue. I wish I could be that true. Wakin' up's the hardest part.
He's got a sunburn on his left arm. From hanging out a Peterbilt window. Got a wife and three kids on the farm. He's driving just as fast as he can go.
I was born in the country on an old farm road. Worked hard for a livin' but I still stayed broke. Everything I had was either borrowed or loaned. Except my mobile home.
There's a place in the whiskey. Where I don't give a damn. I just love everybody. And everybody loves who I am. Bartender, hit me; won't you get me. To that place in the whiskey?.
Sometimes I cry for no good reason. Sometimes I fight when I ain't mad. Sometimes it hurts and I ain't bleeding. Sometimes I laugh when things go bad.
On his side of the bed. He's sleeping like a baby. Dreams are dancing in his head. Lying with his lady. It's a peaceful night. And everything's just fine.
Well I finally found a sitter who'd stay late on Friday night,. So I could do some dancin' underneath them neon lights. Get out of the kitchen do a little catchin' up with my old man.
There'll Be A Change In The Weather And A Change In The Scene. How Is That?. I'm Gonna Start Wearin' Leather And Change My Routine. I'll Wear Dark Glasses Maybe A Toupee.
Now it's been something seeing you again. In this time we've had to spend. You've been so good to be around. I thank you for that special thrill. Keep me going on until.
Just got back from Paris France. All they do is sing and dance. All they got is romance. What a tragedy. . Every boulevard has lovers. Every lover's in a trance.
The night is getting on, the band is getting show. The crowd is almost gone and here we are still dancin'. Nothing to do but waltz. Our feet can barely move, my legs are yellin'"Whoa".
When I was young, my Dad would say. Come on Son let's go out and play. Sometimes it seems like yesterday. And I'd climb up the closet shelf. When I was all by my-self.
The change was quite subtle and the mood low key. The sky was overcast, you could hardly see. And the creatures all boogied to a different frequency. The day finger pickers took over the world, yea.
Well the sky was blacker than a funeral suit. Hotter than a depot stove. Hide in the cellar. Here comes Amarillo. Blowin' down the road. . Ya got yer hail stones big as hen eggs boy.
Too much workin'll make your back ache. Too much trouble'll bring you a heartbreak. Too much gravy'll make you fat. Too much rain'll ruin your hat. Too much coffee'll race your heart tick.
I threw a rock through your window. Just to let you know I love you. Just to let you know I care and I ain't scared. To have you see how I feel. . I blew a kiss through your keyhole.
Kick your shoes off in the corner mama. Tuck the babies all up snug. Sis Draper's comin' over, we all gonna cut a rug. When you see that lantern swingin' yonder.
Well, I was passing by a pawn shop. In an older part of town. Something caught my eye. And I stopped and turned around. . I stepped inside and there I spied.
And that old time feelin' goes sneakin' down the hall,. Like an old gray cat in winter, keepin' close to the wall.. And that old time feelin' comes stumblin' up the street,.
Here comes Martha runnin' down the pier. Looks like Captain Flint is here. You get the bow and I get the stern. Lord would you look at that Laverne. Old Flint's got shrimp from the deep blue sea.