On a Friday night where I grew up there ain't a whole lot you can do. The same old faces, the same old places, ain't nothin' ever new. After the football game we'd hang around the high school parkin' lot.
He's dating a lawyer with a gentle nature. Says she ain't nothing like me. And there's fire and there's water and all I can offer. Is a temperament that he don't need.
There's no way that I could ever do the things it does. Cradle tons of gravel and the timbers all piled up. Be that as it may I still do wish that I could be-.
He's a cowboy, he was raised in Ohio. He got married and moved further west.. Showed up on time for a few awful years. And one night he got drunk and he left..
When the devil is all around and got you crawling on the ground. On your hands and your knees with an apple in your mouth. You will know how far you'll go to make your peace with god.
On a clear April day, 1963. I took a memorable ride. On a silver submarine. . 100+ men,. John, Wesley, Harvey and me. All aboard the SSN-593. . Goin' down.
Tumbling Tumbleweeds. . See them tumbling down. Pledging their love to the ground. Lonely but free I'll be found. Drifting along with the tumbling tumbleweeds.
Oh, the wayward wind is a restless wind. A restless wind that yearns to wander. And I was born the next of kin. The next of kin to the wayward wind. .
It's too soon to know if I can forget her. My heart's been broken in too many pieces. And it's too soon to know. . Time passes slow, will I ever know.
I got too much hurt not enough love for me. Nothing but misery lonesome old memory. I got too much hurt you tore my world apart. Left me with broken dreams tears in my heart.
Times were good while they lasted the good times didn't last long enough. Now my times are wasted thinkin' bout what I didn't do enough. Well now I loved you then I loved you true true true.
You say that in time I'll forget how I feel. But time hurts as well as it heals. You tell me you're sorry, you know how I feel. But do you tell me, do you know that my love is real?.
The sun goes down, it leaves me sad and blue. The iron curtain falls on this cold war with you. Though you won't speak and I won't speak, that's true.
I hear footsteps slowly walkin'. As they gently walk across a lonely floor. And a voice is softly sayin'. Darling, this will be goodbye, forever more.
THEN I'LL BE FREE. (Don Bowman - Ray Corbin). « © '64 Central Songs ». . All I gotta do is forget about you. And find someone who will be true that'll never leave me.
On your knees you are taller than trees. You can look over heartaches and fears. When my faith is gone to my knees. I will go growing stronger and taller than trees.
Why must you always try. To make me over, take me as I am or let me go. White lilies never grow on stalks of clover. Take me as I am or let me go. . You're trying to reshape me in a mold love.
She planted roses the first year we married. It soon was a garden we'd go walking through. My job kept me traveling but when I came home to heaven. She was so proud to show me all the love that she grew.
I grew up on western swing. Bob Wills had me hooked early in my teens. A fiddle was the only thing I put my fingers on. Faded love was my love till you came along.
We still share the same old bed. We still lay there side by side. Love's either playin' dead. Or is no longer alive. . 'Cause girl, it's been so long.