The rain held back again. Haven't felt a drop since you went away. Outside of town, the hills are brown. I guess way out there you'd call 'em golden. Lines outside the welfare store.
Four walls I built one winter, she came to share my name. For years we lived as lovers on the open plains. And far off the heat wave shimmers, pipelines and the gasoline.
Walking on the sidewalk, roundball under my arm. Everybody knows how you play is who you are. Walking down the road, looking for a game or two. The real moves come through, no matter what they're gonna do.
Someone's dancing on the table. Someone's got an old book in the back. Some old jocks sitting 'round their neighbors. Exaggerating their stats again. .
It's a hazy winter's day. And I'm staring out on the southland. In the twilight distance on the bay. My mind sees you running through the marshland. All these years I've been waiting for you.
I'm gonna buy a big red truck. Then a rabbit's foot for real good luck. Gonna get me some plastic gunga dins. And I'll buy a big house to put em all in.
Remember when the days were long. And rolled beneath a deep blue sky. Didn't have a care in the world. With mommy and daddy standin' by. But "happily ever after" fails.
The scene is set and everybody's in place. Two chairs filled for every five gone to waste. The pantsuit girl gives me a nasty gaze. Says, "Play that on your own time".
I've been riding around with the top down. Like I always do. My love at my side, but only this time. My friends say something's changed you. . They said you're running with the wrong set.
This is an epic story. Of low man's love and family pride. But he's still awaiting. A ride. . Looking for a wildest enemy. Then only I know you can never care.
The screen door slams, Mary's dress waves. Like a vision she dances across the porch as the radio plays. Roy Orbison singing for the lonely. Hey, that's me and I want you only.
I come from down in the valley. Where mister when you're young. They bring you up to do like your daddy done. Me and Mary we met in high school. When she was just seventeen.
On a rattlesnake speedway in the Utah desert. I pick up my money and head back into town. Driving cross the Waynesboro county line. I got the radio on and I'm just killing time.
Cold iron shackles, ball and chain. You listen to the whistle of the evening train. You know you bound to wind up dead. If you don't head back to Tennessee Jed.
[ choir ]. Why I give to you and you give to me true love true love. So on and on it will always be true love true love. For you and I have a guardian angel on high with nothing to do.
Nestled in the heart of the Tennessee Hills. Mist peaceful pines midst the rocks and the rills. There stands my old homestead of long long ago. It brings back fond mem'ries of the one I loved so.
I reached out my arms and I touched you with soft words I whispered your name. I held you right on the tip of my fingers but that was as close as I came.
There's a village hidden deep in the valley. Among the pine trees half forlorn. And there on a Sunny morning. Little Jimmy Brown was born. . All the chapel bells were ringing.
A way out here they've got a name for wind and rain and fire. The rain is Jack, the fire is Joe and they call the wind Maria. Maria flows the stars around since the clouds're flying.
If there's water in the desert, sand out in the sea. If you were not an angel, sweet as you could be. You could turn the night today, make all my dreams come true.