Once I was young and so unsure. I'd try any ill to find the cure. An old man told me. Tryin' to scold me. "Oh, son, don't wade to deep in Bitter Creek,".
They're picking up the prisoners. and putting them in a pen. And all she wants to do is dance, dance. Rebels have been rebels since I don't know when.
Well, I heard some people talkin' just the other day. And they said you were gonna put me on a shelf. But let me tell you I got some news for you. And you'll soon find out it's true.
Same dances in the same old shoes. Some habits that you just can't lose. There's no telling what a man might use. After the thrill is gone. . The flame rises but it soon descends.
We get up early and we work all day. We put our time in 'cause we like to stay up. All night long. . We keep on grinnin' till the weekend comes. Just a pinch between your cheek and gum.
On a dark desert highway. Cool wind in my hair. Warm smell of colitas. . Rising up through the air. . Up ahead in the distance. I saw a shimmering light.
Well I'm a-runnin' down the road, tryin' to loosen my load. I've got seven women on my mind. . Four that want to own me, two that want to stone me. One says she's a friend of mine.
Look at us baby up all night,. Tearing our love apart. Aren't we the same two people who lived through years in the dark,. Ahhh. Every time I try to walk away.
It's a blurry night, blue lights. Budweiser glow. It's a hair down, hands up, cover band show. It's Christmas lights across the room. It's got two hands to order two.
Twelve hundred miles, and only three days to go. The speed limit signs, the stars on a desert road, yeah. Can't keep from tryna taste your goodbye kiss, so good.
Sun down in Ensenadas, barefoot holding up white Adidas. Black ink on a sunburn hip line, pulling me in like a full moon riptide. Last flash the red light faded, the way only God could paint it.
I see him calling and you just let it ring. And then you turn your phone over, you keep talking to me. You say he's all excuses and you roll your eyes.
Now girl you ain't a pretty love song. Some kind of Barry Manilow. You're an edgy little rocker, call me up at one a clock and say you're sneaking out your bedroom window.
White smoke needle hitting red tonight. Black mascara on some angel eyes. Werewolf moon through the windshield rising. Got the free flags flying. Clocked out, cashed in, topped the tank.
If you were just another hangover. Baby, I'd already be over you, over you. If you were just a two for one. I wouldn't have to face the sober truth, the sober truth.
Hello, it's been too long. My fault I haven't called. Thank you for picking up the phone. . I've been swimming around. Trying hard not to drown. Waiting on my life calling to sound.
Makeup. All on my pillowcase and morning sun on your face. Drawing lines through the shades. I guess we made up. But it's like a hand grenade went off in my damn face.
Hey baby, it's good to see you again. This party's rockin' let's get you jumpstarted. And get you a drink. I love that Haggard T-Shirt you got on. The way you're singin along, shaking that thing.
Girl you look so pretty in your wedding day white. dancing with another man but thats alright. the way he's spinning you around. could stop the whole room.
Hey girl what's up, looks like you're good to go. Hop in, lets ride, take it down this road. You couldn't look any hotter. Reach on back and grab a bottle.