You don't have to live a life of sin. You don't have to break the law. And break the law again. You can make just one mistake. And it can take you to your grave, honey.
Terror in the eyes of a child. Weapon in the arms of a woman. Survival in the heart of a killer. . And here we are. Seeking for a revolution. But after all.
You were always there. . The sun comes up. The world goes round and round. Theres no bad luck, its. Just the luck you found. You steal away. Into a lonesome sun.
She was old enough. To know better. And she was strong enough. To be true. And she was hard enough. To know whether. He was smart enough. To know what to do.
Dying smiling faces, I. I see tears in joyful eyes. Silent screams carrying the sounds of bliss. . There is no leap of faith. The choice ain't yours to make.
The whistle blows. At the break of dawn. Still that evening. The work goes on. Sixteen hours. Of every day. And Baby if I could. You know Id walk away.
Never could I see. The beauty of your ways. . You wore your crown. Alone in silence. In silence. . I wish that I could see you in a different light. I'm hoping that someday I'll see you.
Well, you hear about all these women raising about their funky, funky, funky men. They've got some trifling husbands. Lord knows, they've got a lot of no good friends.
Why didn't I embrace. Those days you spent with me. For now when I look back in time. It's too easy to see. . While I lived my dream. I was seeking a fantasy.
Was it the champagne. Was it the caviar. Was it her airplane. Was it her daddy's car. Was it the new thing. With all the dough. Why i don't know. I just had to go.
Look into these eyes I've seen the same. Death won't spare us from the shame. Buy more hours by forgetting who's to blame. . I see the pictures. They're all gone.
Few drops left of my hope. I bleed in the name of faith. decisions I've made, decisions of fools. why am I bleeding for you. . Missing the one who gave me nothing.
Late nights in musty motel rooms. Stale lives left by someone else. White lies I wish I could tell you. And questions I ask of myself. Why do I do the things that make me sorry.
When I was a very young man. I was a cowboy. The best in the land. But then she settled me down. With a touch of her hand. Now I'm begging you mister.
Im hanging on a threat. So much in me feels sick but I only want. To confront. Whats meant for me with a hint of dignity. . Dreadful to see. A life lived as a slave for the industry.
I'm another king and robber. I'm a brother trampling on your dreams. Before they stand in the way of mine. . He's a fighter with a hunger for disaster.
Hey Momma don't you treat me wrong. Come and love ya daddy all night long (Alright now-Hey Hey-Alright). . See the girl with the diamond ring. She knows how to shake that thing (Alright now-Hey Hey).
Honey bring me the paper. And pour me a beer. And turn on the TV. And sweep up over here. You tell me you love me. To put off my blues. But what do you do.
Honey bring me the paper. And pour me a beer. And turn on the TV. And sweep up over here. You tell me you love me. To put off my blues. But what do you do.
Now I was driving down a West Texas highway. I saw a hitchhiker and his thumb was pointing my way. He didn't look suspicious. He didn't look any too clean.