Nepal Nepal Ive been dreaming of you. Theres so much to say and theres so little to do. Its dark and its cold in the mountains Im told. Its dark and its cold in the mountains well hold each other soon.
Go go go to your window. Theres no no no no one there anymore. All are gone but my shadow. Though even he is fleeting far away. No kind of feeling I wouldnt have shared with you.
Gonna walk right down to the golden shore. Have a smoke on his front porch. Sing the kids a lullaby. One last time before I die. This graveyards perfect for a walk.
Oh oh oh. Are you watching are you watching the starry sky. Oh oh oh. Are you hoping, are you hoping for satellites. Cause were always laying under the same night.
Well, the last time I remember. that train stopping at the depot,. Was when me and my Aunt Veta. came riding back from Waco,. I remember I was wearing.
(S. Fromholz). Six o'clock silence. Of a new day beginning,. Is heard in the small Texas town;. Like a signal from nowhere,. The people who live there.
Mary Martin was a schoolgirl,. Just seventeen or so,. When she married Billy Archer. About fourteen years ago;. Not even out of high school,. Folks said it wouldn't last;.
(Trad.). We cross the wild Pecos,. We forded the Nueces,. We swum the Guadalupe,. And we followed the Brazos;. Red River runs rusty,. The Wichita clear,.
(from For The Love Of The game). . The summer wind, came blowin' in from across the sea. It lingered there, to touch your hair and walk with me. All summer long, we sang a song and we strolled on golden sand.
A buzzard took the monkey for a ride in the air. The monkey thought that everything was on the square. The buzzard tried to throw the monkey off his back.
Sometimes it's hard to be a woman. Giving all your love to just one man. You'll have bad times and he'll have good times. Doing things that you don't understand.
(Guy Clark). Saint Mother Maria watch over us please. As we wonder around in this dangerous world. Thank Mother Maria there's nothing so sweet. As the undying love of a South Texas girl.
(from Hope Floats). . Smile, though your heart is aching.. Smile, even though it's breaking.. Though there are clouds in the sky,. you get by.... . If you smile through your fears and sorrows..
(W. A. Ramsey). Last night you know I couldn't sleep,. I was tossing, turning, and counting sheep,. To tell the truth,. The next thing I knew. I woke up on the outside,.
He mumbles to him, fumbles the meaning. Down at the tent of fragile and clinging. To life as the light of a streetlight in ember. Shines on the features he's trying to hide.
I went to a funeral. Lord it made me happy. Seeing all those people. I ain't seen. Since the last time. Somebody died. . Everybody talking. They were telling funny stories.
It's a simple song for simple feeling. You see the moon and watch it rise. Across the continent the night bird sings. And somewhere someone hears its cry.
She hates my mama. She hates my daddy too. She loves to tell me. She hates the things I do. She loves to lie beside me. Almost every night. She's no lady she's my wife.
Thank you my friend. I sincerely appreciate the words you say. About how she'll cry. And how she'll grieve and miss me. When she goes away. . Say them again.
Now to find a man good loving. Ain't an easy thing to do. You've got to know just what you're looking for. And where to find it too. . She's hot to go she's ready.