Feelin' tired and weary from my head down to my shoes. Feelin' tired and weary from my head down to my shoes. Got a low down feelin' truck driver's blues.
I know we know I won't be here for long. A travelin' man will do what he can till he hears that travelin' song. Born in a little town I left home around bout the age of nine.
TRAVELIN' BLUES. (Jimmie Rodgers - Shelly Lee Alley). '31 Peer International, BMI. . I had a dream last night I thought my good gal had gone. I woke up this morning she had really done me wrong.
I sit alone at my table and watch all the others have fun. And I'm tired of sittin' on the sidetrack, watchin' the mainline run. I'm tired of havin' no future, livin' on things that I've done.
TRAIN WHISTLE BLUES. (Jimmie Rodgers). « © '29 Peer International, BMI ». . When a woman gets the blues she hangs her little head and cries. When a woman gets the blues she hangs her little head and cries.
Be close to me but please don't ever love me. Don't let your feelings carry you that far. I'll hold you in my arms, buy you clothes and pretty charms.
TOO USED TO BEING WITH YOU. WITH BONNIE OWENS. (Jack Rhodes - Don Carter). « © '64 Central Songs, BMI ». . Too used to that certain someone to offer my love to anyone new.
A rose must remain with the sun and the rain or its lovely promise won't come true. To each his own to each his own and my own is you. What good is a song if the words just don't belong.
Today I started lovin' you again. And I'm right back where I've really always been. I got over you just long enough to let my heartache mend. Then today I started loving you again.
Today's the day I leave forever. This town where we once loved together. Now that love is gone I guess I'm free. I'll leave behind both you and sorrow.
There was a time when I thought of no other and we sang our own love's refrain. Our hearts beat as one and we had our fun but time changes everything.
This song is for you, you know who you are. I won't embarrass you for callin' out your name. You're here every night, several night of drinks. Wearin' your superficial smile.
Sometimes songs are done by singers that don't mean them. And at times I've done the same and couldn't sing them. At times I've written songs about some things I didn't do.
The sun goes down and leaves me sad and blue. The iron curtain falls on this cold war with you. For you won't speak and I won't speak it's true. Two stubborn people with a cold war to go through.
Bet it ain't a rainin' back home bet your sister's still on the phone. Bet mama's in the kitchen cookin' fried chicken wishin' that I hadn't went wrong.
We used to laugh a lot. We never cried. But things are all different now. Since your sweet love has died. Seems we've lost the way to find. All the good times we found before.
Well, you wouldn't read my letters if I wrote you. You asked me not to call you on the phone. There's something I've been waiting for to tell you. So I wrote it in the words of this song.
Such a little time has passed since you went away. Where are all these heartaches coming from. I can hardly stand the pain of missing you today. And I know the worst is yet to come.
Wish I was down on some blue bayou. With a bamboo cane stuck in the sand. But the road I'm on, don't seem to go there. So I just dream, keep on being the way I am.
Sixty-six was still a narrow two-lane highway. Harry Truman was the man who ran the show. The bad Korean war was just beginning. And I was just three years too young to go.