We got hogs in the pen and cotton in the gin and my buckboard is doin' alright. We're doin' real good like country folks should so we're gonna have a dance tonight.
Where is her dinner? Where are the flowers she can press?. When will she leave here? Been here for hours and no less. Please leave me here in the empty world.
He said, "Pardon me for bein' so bold. But you got a cigarette that's already rolled". I gave him one, he lit it in his own good time. The smoke in that poolroom hung like a fog.
Call me baby, try to sit there, don't be afraid. Drink your protein, try to sit there, don't run away. Tasting strawberry, breathing sweetness, kissing purple vein.
Oh please let me prove my love for you don't make me suffer I beg of you. I wanna show only real love can do oh please let me prove my love for you. Our love in the past has left its mark so now you resist this love of ours.
I never wanted you to live here. I only asked if you would stay. I never minded that you slept here. I thought that you would go away. . I never minded talking to you.
Please help me I'm falling in love with you. Close the door to temptation don't let me walk through. Turn away from me darling I'm begging you to. Please help me I'm falling in love with you.
Split coconut. Split coconut. Split coconut. Split coconut. . Split coconut. Split coconut. Split coconut. Split coconut. . Split coconut. Split coconut.
You always go away and do the things you wanna do. I think you're tryin' to hurt me all you can. You'll be working on that problem for a long long time.
The first sound I heard was a woman's cry. The first word I learned to utter was goodbye. Forgive me if I'm wrong in what I do to you while passin' through passin' through.
Well I've heard your stories about your fast trains. But now I'll tell you bout one all the travelin' folks have seen. She's the beauty of the Southland listen to that whistle scream.
I knew the state of ol' Wisconsin back when I was eight. I sang all over Minneapolis lookin' for a break. I rode the rapid rivers with the Chiquoia Indian tribe.
(Well as long as there's a truck I won't forget Korea and Operation X). I won't forget the year of '54 I drove a truck in that Korean war. Haulin' GI's to the front and back in a truck they called Duce and a half.
To some, I am a blessing, to others, I'm a curse. I'm a writer, not a fighter, I'm a person, not a purse. I may be just an easy touch and taken for much more.
Shouldn't have took more than you gave. Then we wouldn't be in this mess today. I know we've all got different ways. But the dues we've got to pay are still the same.
Standing here at Gate 15 looking at a plane I won't be on. Like No 5-0-3 Lord I wish that I was goin' home. I'd find the seat and settle down put my head against the window pane.
One more mile, one more detour. That's the way goes tears and smiles. I may miss you and I may wish that I have stayed. But I'll be moving it one more mile.
When I was a lad and old Shep was a pup over hills and the meadows we'd stray. Just a boy and his dog we were both full of fun and we grew up together that way.
Save me. Save me. . She's not a star but she'll go far. So she's telling all her friends. She's only young and just begun. To see clearly in her eyes.
(They're selling the homeplace today). Yeah they're sellin' me out today just lost too much money too many years in a row. And since pa died I ain't got no help.