Eisenhower moon. . Is this a good place to be. If it feels the same, how will we know. If it's breaking down. If it's breaking down ?. . And will I still find you there ?.
My thoughts were gnawing at me so I tried hard not to think. I took a pint of whiskey and I poured it down the sink. I'd get my act together, I swore it to myself.
Gregious is a needy woman washed in the blood. To lead me down that straight and narrow way. Mama says, I need a girl who'll settle down. Have a son to carry on my family name.
Take a bridge across a river wide. Everybody's goin on the road (wide road). Glad it's on the other side of the highway. Weighed less'cause I eased my burden.
Old man sun is setting, he won again today. I got blisters on my fingers, salt stains on my shirt. Close the gate behind me, hear you call my name. Cuttin' cross the backyard, shakin' off the dirt.
As a rule love has hurt you every time around. Every man that youve known has always let you down. I know you think Ill hurt you too. Thats something I will never do.
In the middle of Evie's garden. Was a rock she could never move. Worn away by a faithful hand till. No one knows the date. . Bring back the rain. We'll go walking.
If Im to escape from this. From you I will need a kiss. Slip me the key with your tongue. And the breath that I crave from your lungs. . 'Cause Ive laughed in the face of it.
I don't own a Brand new Benz. I drive an old pick up with rust and dents. I can't afford to live with the upper class. I got a three room, one bath fixer up.
I spent five years in faded cut off blue jeans. Had dreams of living like a gypsy. Made a few friends. Fell head over for a delinquent, yeah. . I guess a lot of things go down and up in smoke.
music and lyrics by Corb Lund. . There's something about horses, especially a paint. Whenever I see horses it reminds me of what I ain't. . Cause I am not your lover now and I may never be.
Why does the sun go on shining?. Why does the sea rush to shore?. Don't they know it's the end of the world,. 'Cause you don't love me any more?. . Why do the birds go on singing?.
Just left her alone with an empty wound. Beautiful house full of empty rooms. His breath is behind everything. Left her feeling nothing. . Her eyes still dry, her hands don't shake.
Every once in a while I think about you. And your strawberry hair. And little things that we used to do. I even called your old number. But it wasn't the same.
Sometimes we get running low on love. Ain't got enough to push, ain't got enough to shove, to keep my head up. Like I'm drowning in a pool of missing you.
Once in a while my mind takes a trip. Down memory lane where two fool kids. First found love in my old tempest. Girl, we were something. . Ribbons in your hair and white cotton dress.