Well, I run a little tavern on a dead end street. My ears are pretty bent, by the time I close at three. Everybody's got a wish that comes in here. A little amnesia for the price of a beer.
Well I'm always broke and that's the truth. So what's a poor boy supposed to do. When he wants to show the one he loves how much he cares. Well all day long she's been on my mind.
She comes down from Yellow Mountain. On a dark, flat land she rides. On a pony she named Wildfire. With a whirlwind by her side. On a cold Nebraska night.
I had the operator call me back. She said my phone is working fine. I hear in Louisville it's almost dawn. But it's 2 a.m. Pacific Time. . I thought sure she would've called by now.
Where? In a barroom. When? Last night. What was I doin'?. I was holdin' someone tight. . Who? Oh, just someone. Who didn't mean a thing. How? Well, I just slipped.
The yelling and cussing. Was different this time. That's when I started to pack. There's a place where two people. Can't change anymore. And that's right about where we're at.
Ever since Monday I've seen it comin'. When I say, "What's wrong?" she just says nothin'. Well I ain't about to let it go. 'Cause I've loved her long enough to know.
I was driving through Georgia in late July. On a day hot enough to make the devil sigh. I saw a homemade sign written in red. "Rind county watermelon festival ahead".
I dressed up in my best. My Ropers and my vest. And waited by the door with these roses. Till you came walkin' in. With your high falutin' friends. So busy lookin' down your noses.
Girl I swear you dang near, took my breath. The way you sashayed in this bar all by yourself. You say, you've heard about me. And all my ramblin' ways.
I've done my share of walkin' out. I've kept your heart in a state of doubt. I'm gonna change, I know I can. There'll be no more walkin' out, I'm walkin' in.
Like silent she stands like laughter she falls. From a castle of sand like a memory she crawls. And the mockingbirds grieve 'cause they can't make her cry.
(Ellas McDaniel) 1956. . I walk 47 miles of barbed wire,. I use a cobra-snake for a necktie,. I got a brand new house on the roadside,. Made from rattlesnake hide,.
I'm goin' out on the highway. Listen to them big trucks whine. I'm goin' out on the highway. Listen to them big trucks whine. . White freight liner. Won't you steal away my mind?.
I'm goin' out on the highway. Listen to them big trucks whine. I'm goin' out on the highway. Listen to them big trucks whine. . White freight liner. Won't you steal away my mind?.
Where I lead me, I will travel. Where I need me, I will call me. I'm no fool, I'll be ready, God knows I will be. And in the meantime make a little money and buy a little mercy.
When she don't need me, it makes me crazy. She say, rest easy and it makes me lazy. But when she please me, she please me all night long. . My friends are leavin', she say, don't worry.
When He offers His hand, don't you turn Him away. He can lead you to light through the darkest of days. With His love wrapped around you, you can't go astray.
Sometimes I don't know where this dirty road is taking me. Sometimes I can't even see the reason why. I guess I keep on gamblin', lots of booze and lots of ramblin'.
Okay, picture this, I'm standing in the world's longest line at Starbucks. You know the one down on, yeah right that one. Anyway, I'm standing there, I'm half asleep, of course no make up on.