Billy Jim Baker. . I never live my life through other people's eyes. I guess I've always been the one they said was. Too tall, too late, too early. Yeah, he's the one.
Say you have got the best years of my life and I've got yours. Who will you trust, hold your own, no one. That must be your answer to my question I am certain.
Jerry Jeff Walker. . Chorus:. Hey come away to Belize with me, show you how simple life can be. Long hazy days in the sun,. Where it seems everyone has a smile when we meet.
Well, if you're ever in Austin, Texas. A little run down on your sole. I'm gonna tell you the name of a man to see. I'm gonna tell you right where to go.
Champagne don't hurt me baby. Cocaine don't drive me crazy. Ain't nobody's business but mine. Way down in Costa Rica. Smoke my hash and drink my liquor.
Bobby Rambo. . I'm on my way - got a gig in Austin today. I'm loaded to the gills listenin' to the wheels. Carry me away. Won't you lift this yoke from around my throat.
Jerry Jeff Walker. . She likes candles and cut flowers, rearranging them for hours. And as she's lost in thought, I see the girl she was. I watch her standing in the kitchen,.
There's not much to say for what was mine today. But when tomorrow comes, I'll make my way. Had planned to build a dream or two today. But everything I tried turned out mistakes.
Everywhere I go I hear the music in the streets. People pass me by, I hear the tappin' of their feet. I could get down, boys, with all that keeps goin' wrong.
Bobby Rambo. . Just like the weather in Texas, you put me through too many changes. You don't give a damn, for no livin' man. And I doubt there's one that would claim you.
Away back down the line you slipped and fell behind. You never got back up, you're life went on. But your head looked back, at what you lost. You could turn your head around, it would help a lot.
Jerry Jeff Walker. . Well I'd already turned the lights out, almost gone to sleep. When a little voice inside me asked, are you all you thought you'd be?.
Jerry Jeff Walker/Bob Livingston. . My life for awhile was a party, but then I finally came around. Once again I began to start in to get my feet on solid ground.
Robert Parker. . Everybody get on your feet, you make me nervous when you in your seat. Take off your shoes and throw them away, come back and get them some other day.
Rodney Crowell. . On the banks of the ole Bandera runs a barefoot child. Takin' Sunday-go-to-meetin' shortcuts. He's out across those open fields, down those dusty drives.
Yeah, well, I picked peaches in Georgia. And I've lumber jacked in Maine. Been hired and fired and been in jail. In 'bout every state you can name. . Hell, I'm bad news, honey.
Jerry Jeff Walker. . Hey let me tell you 'bout a girl I know. Billie Courntey, she's the belle of Bandera, Texas. . Let me tell you 'bout a girl I know back there in my hometown.
As the rain ruins my alibi. I'm down to singin' you my red-eyed Rhyme. It's not the sun bright path. That called me from my home. It's just that fine Backslider's wine.
Todd Snider. . You know just the other morning I was hanging around in my house. I had that new book with pictures of Madonna naked. I was checkin' it out.
About her eyes, now they're misty shinin'. About her hair, it's long and clean. About her face, now it's soft and smiling. But you can't trace her thoughts.