Was the year the west was burning, I. was on a mountain sleeping I. woke up a-dreaming. about you. I was walking down a road of dust and bones and ash and following a burning set of tracks that led to you.
Come thou fount of every blessing. tune my heart to sing Thy praise. streams of mercy, never ceasing. offer songs of loudest praise. . Sing me some melodious song.
Set me up high in the tallest tree. dress me in lullabies and faded jeans. rock me slow, and tell me lies. one step over the line, this time. I'm just one step over the line.
Rains fell cold through June. grass is up to my thigh. say if it dries up it'll burn just like the moon. say it opens up the seeds of the pine. . I only want to dream about you.
I lit out from your back door. Kicked an old can fifty miles or more. Written right there on the side of the can. There's a little bird of heaven right here in your hand.
Isabella, she got two kinds of shoes,. one for dancing and one for the blues. dance Isabella, oh dancing free. lay down your burdens at the feet of the trees.
I don't even have to ask. who's beer is that. I'm drinkin all alone. I don't even have to care. who set it there. and who's not coming home. . Saturdays are used to be's.
Last night I tried so hard to sleep. I counted half a million sheep. And my whole life passed right before my eyes. I pondered on the universe. . It only went from bad to worse.
I can tell I'm home by the way they're driving. The pace is slow and the air is clear. Ain't nobody in a real big hurry. There's not many deadlines to meet around here.
Girl, I haven't known you long. I may be coming on too strong. And if I am, I hope you understand. No, I'm not quite sure what this is. . But I know, I've never felt like this.
(Bobby E. Boyd/David Leone). . This small town ain't such a bad little place. It's home but I could sure use some place. City limit signs are closing in on me.
Everybody wants to make it up to Heaven. But they don't want to die. Everybody wants seven or eleven. Without rollin' the dice. . Just want somethin' for nothin'.
She was in the middle of an empty dance floor. Wrapped up in a tall dark stranger's arms. They didn't see me slip in through the shadows. And sit down at the end of the bar.
She's as close to perfect as I am far away. She touches me and instantly I find myself. Standing outside Heaven's gate. . That's just something about her.
She drove a red Corvette, he drove a blue Corvette. So she drove whenever they went out. Her daddy owned half the town. His is in the slammer now. . And that's raised up a few eyebrows.
I get up on Sunday, about eight-fifteen. Just to get the paper that I never read. 'Cause I know she'll be there barely in her robe. Sittin' on her front porch paintin' on her toes.
I've been staring out the window all day. I keep seeing your ship sail away. I just read your letter last night. Now you're so far out of sight. . I held a treasure in my hand.
I'd fill your sleep with the sweetest dreams. And I'd make sure you'd never cry. I'd make you Princess of the seven seas. I'd make you queen of all mankind.
I try not to think about it, livin' this life without you. I don't think of lettin' go when I wrap my arms around you. You're an angel, a gift from above.
I'd quit a job in a New York minute. I'd burn a bridge for a dream. I ran away and I'm glad I did it. I might have never found me. . I ain't afraid to fall flat on my face.