I lost my breath when I. Saw you take your first. My whole world stopped like that. And I ain't the cryin' type. I just saw your eyes. Words just can't describe what I see.
She was crying out my name. Standing in the driveway. Little bare feet wearing her cotton dress in my way. I still see the rain chasing tears down her face.
Hey. . Tick tock, I'm on the clock and I'm feeling like. This job's just 9 to 5'in my life away. It's like I'm back in school and I'm in the last class.
She comes home late at night. Kicks her high-heels off and sighs. Lays down on the bed. . She said it's been a long day at work. I couldn't wait til I got home.
Hey old friend, thanks for callin'. It's good to know somebody cares. Yeah she's gone, but I don't feel like talkin'. It might be just too much to bear.
Grand daddy used to take me. Down town to the kinneys. That's where all the old men go to reminisce. Ramble on about history dust off some old stories.
I found a box of memories,. Read a letter,. Dropped a tear where you signed your name,. And turning the page,. Smearing the ink into Love Always. . Girl, I always start this way a.
Look at them boys in the back of that truck. Somebody ought to jerk a knot in their butts. Out riding around like they own this town. That racket turned all the way up.
gBack in the good old days. Knew how to brawl. I'm talking real gunslingers. I'm talking real outlaws. . They'd saddle up and ride on into town. When it was high noon in them old saloons.
I got my mail today,. Just the kind that miss us. A bunch of bills I can't pay,. I guess their shit outta luck.. But there was one from an old friend,.
I guess I said some thing's last night. That usually in the morning light. I regret. Like double shots and cigarettes. Said things like. "I love you baby" and.
Amy's got the letters I wrote. My picture in a frame. She's had a year to let go. She's still wearing my ring. . It hasn't left her finger. Since the night that I proposed.
Aw son Around these parts ain't much to do Except work like a dog 'til Friday. Punch that clock, cash that check. Raise a little hell 'til Sunday 'Bout that time.
I'm tired of this 9 to 5. 8 hours feeling like over time. And my mind's reminding me,. I got a show tonight. . Getting home, it's already 8:30. My strings are old and man, my clothes are dity.
I hear there's folks. Tired of us talking about dirt roads. Tailgates, tan lines and corn rows. It sounds made up but that's the life I know. We know all about some moonshine.
She's stopping by real late tonight, just to talk.. She said "I got some things that been weighing on my mind. And I know I can come there".. And we just sit and we talk a while.
Somebody better call the law. We done took it outside we're about to brawl. Ol' boy just put his hands on a woman. Where I come from son the next thang comin' is a.
Preacher said he died too young. Over there, totin' that gun. For Uncle Sam and our freedom. Mama n Daddy dressed in black. They folded up that flag. Handed it to Dad and started prayin.
You aint nothin like your memory. At least it hangs around. And that old photograph you gave me. Girl I can't bare to lay it down. And when this bottles empty.
She says,. Look, baby, I'm a rock star". Grabs my old guitar. Playing it upside down. . Dancing 'round in front of our TV. I can't see the ballgame. So I just wave my lighter around and say.