A husband and a wife should sleep together. Like shadows in the dark, their souls forever. . Nothing good comes easy, no. Fight the good fight despite the meaning.
Hey little girl is your daddy home. Did he go away and leave you all alone. I got a bad desire. I'm on fire. . Tell me now baby is he good to you. Can he do to you the things that I do.
A past that's sprinkled with the blues. A few old dreams that I can't use. Who'll buy my mem'ries. Of things that used to be. There were the smiles before the tears.
Well, if the whiskey doesn't get me, I know the memories will. 'Cause you left a hole in my heart, that's too deep to fill. But a drink or two, maybe three or four, for a while you're out of sight.
Feet up, anchor down. Thirty sun block. Getting rubbed around your body. Too hot dive in. Take a little swim. Float around out in the water. Aw what do you say.
Is the better part over?. Has a ragin' river turned into a stream?. Is the better part over?. Are we down to not quite sayin' what we mean?. . And after thinkin' it over.
He was born to be known as everybody's brother. He is the Father, Son and Mary is His mother. He is a 'scuse my slanguage. . Well, a compound country kinda guy.
(Big balls in cowtown, yeah). (Come on fiddle, yeah). (George). . Workin' on the railroad. Sleepin' on the ground. Eatin' saltine crackers. Ten cents a pound.
Lonestar where are you out tonight?. This feeling I'm trying to fight. It's dark and I think that I would. Give anything. For you to shine down on me.
And now the purple dusk of twilight time. Steals across the meadows of my heart. High up in the sky the little stars climb. Always reminding me that we're apart.
Well they tell me of a pie up in the sky. Waiting for me when I die. But between the day you're born and when you die. They never seem to hear even your cry.
Just like the sun over the mountain top you know I'll always come again. You know I love to spend my morning time like sunlight dancing on your skin. And I have never gone so long just for telling lies to you.
When you're sitting there in your silk upholstered chair. Talking to those rich folks that you know. Well I hope you won't see me in my ragged company.
There's something happening here. What it is ain't exactly clear. There's a man with a gun over there. Telling me. I've got to beware. . [Chorus]. Think it's time we.
A long time forgotten. Are dreams that just fell by the way.. And the good life he promised. Ain't what she's living today.. But she never complains. Of the bad times or bad things he's done, Lord..
When the wind don't blow in Amarillo. And the moon along. The Gunnison don't rise. Shall I cast my dreams. Upon your love, babe. And lie beneath. The laughter of your eyes.
I met her in old Mexico. She would live in sad and young. This smokey room where no one could see. Her favorite poets all agree. Spanish is a loving tongue.
A man, can, cry. A love can surely die. They're not fear to stay. The sunshine and the rain. But let me, oh let me, tell you baby. I'm still in love with you.
Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer. That calls me from a world of care. And bids me at my Father's throne. Make all my wants and wishes known.
Oh well, I'm tired and so weary. But I must go alone. Till the lord comes and calls, calls me away, oh yes. Well the morning's so bright. And the lamp is alight.