Sister, soak the beans. I'll be comin Home to Chop the Onion. Mama, light the stove. It'll take a while for the cornbread to get done. I'll be comin' home.
She might be. Living in Dallas. Or Denver, Colorado. I know she likes it cold. She might have packed and moved back. To Alabama. There's no tellin' where she is.
Everybody said youd break my heart. Well, theyre right, your loves killing me. Dying feels so good so far. I wont fight, Ill go willingly. . But what a way to go, girl.
Once upon a time there were two hearts. On a road to happy ever after. And the story goes that the real world. Snug up and stole their sunlight and their laughter.
Met her in old Mexico. She was laughing sad and young. In a smokey room no-one could see. . Her favorite poets all agreed. Spanish is a loving tongue.
Baby like the night life. She can't tolerate the quiet life. She got a shakin' fever. Ain't nobody don't believe her. . She gotta get the gettin' tonight.
Little boy walks in with a bloody nose. Got beat up on his way home from school again. His dad caught him running out the back. Tears in his eyes and a baseball bat, ooh revenge.
Waiting for the train to France. I hung my head in shame. Feeling for all purposes like a. Man without a name. Adios that's all she said. I knew it had to be.
Here you come knockin' on my heart like a sledge hammer. Tearin' down these walls I built so high. I'm tryin' to hide the truth behind all this false glamor.
This is your brain makin' everything make sense. Countin' those nickels and dimes. This is your brain balancin' on the fence. Walkin' that logical line.
She collected gun-slingers. First-stringers, dead-ringers. She just needed more. . She collected dance hallers. Know-it-all-ers, wreckin'-ball-ers. She just needed more.
Welcome to Earth, third rock from the sun. . She walks into Smokey's one hip at a time. Like a broken field runner, slippin' through the line. He likes the way she looks so he calls the liltle wife.
You say you want drama. I'll give you drama. You want muscle. I'll give you nerve. . You want sugar. Would you settle for honey?. You want romance. Would you settle for love?.
The house next door just came up for sale. She's goin' home to mama, she says, "He can go to hell". The couple down the block are splittin' up, I hear.
I know you're holding your breath, yu're wondering what's coming next. Can't be too careful this time. No love ain't something you trust, you've seen a little too much.
Oh yeah. . I'm used to havin' my breakfast in bed. Never have to lift a finger to butter my bread. I keep my baby satisfied if you know what I mean. 'Cause she told me I'm walkin' talkin' love machine.
Carmen must have been the Devils daughter. At least he taught her how to wear her clothes. And the boys folled her to the slaughter. Where they fell like a row of dominoes.
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire. Jack Frost nipping at your nose. Yuletide carols being sung by a choir. And folks dressed up like Eskimos. . Everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe.
Yesterday I missed my exit. On my way to Sears. A song was on the radio. I hadn't heard in years. . For a minute there the interstate. Was 2nd Avenue.
"Damn this sand", sang the rambler. "Damn this hand", sang the gambler. Nobody's satisfied with the road they chose to ride. Oh let it go, roll again.