Late in the summer children run without clothes. Chill of the winter not far down the road. And in the windows are silhouettes of husbands and wives. Watching in silence till the evening arrives.
The days are gettin' colder the nights keep gettin' longer. The weather and the signs point to it all. Anyone can plainly see the writing on the wall.
Blue light of morning palm trees in rows. The end of my affair with the west coast. I was already dressed when she opened her mouth. And decided to give up the ghost.
We were blinded by love's light. Couldn't see nothin', everythin' was so bright. The wind blew in some dark cloudy skies. This ain't rain fallin' from our eyes.
It's a damn hard way. To make easy money. . I've heard some people say. John had some easy pay. You just party all night. Till the mornin' light. And then you sleep all day.
I got an invite to a Saturday night. Shindig way up town. You know old John likes to have his fun. I couldn't turn a party down. . The band was playing some highfalutin music.
Cold coffee and hot beer. That's kinda how things are around here. We used to have such a happy home. But now we don't because she is gone. Can't get a hug nor a kiss around here.
Well it was mornin' when I left Alabama. And it must have been around in mid July. I got behind a chicken truck from Georgia. And the feathers were a flyin' like snow out of the sky.
When I drink brown liquor, I get crazy quicker. Than an old red fox on the run. I get tongue tied and I lose my mind. And everything comes undone. . It's hard to explain how it bends my brain.
Hey where did we go, days when the rains came?. Down in the hollow playin' a new game. Laughin' and runnin', hey, hey skippin' and jumpin'. In the misty morning fog oh our hearts are thumpin' and you.
You're the mother of the Southland. Where I was born and bred. You're in my heart and everythin' I do. . Yeah, you always have a place for me. To rest my weary head.
My daddy was a brake man. On a highball travelin' train. An' momma, she raised four little children. And a family had a good name. . An' poppa and momma wanted.
People take a look around, all the leaves are turnin' brown. I never saw the ground so cracked and dry. Down the road a little ways the forest has been set ablaze.
I wish I had better news but she was still in love with you. Wish I could look you in the eye, say it's a lie, just isn't true. Wish I had better news.
I'm tired of havin' all these troubles. Think I've had enough. Excuse me for sayin' but, baby, I'm callin' you bluff. . There's been too many times, too many reasons.
There's a job in honky tonk on the county line. I go to lose my sanity. Ain't no trouble at all, there's a sign on the wall. No guns, no profanity. . And there's sweet Sue with a new tattoo.
Bad Weather. . Well you got time off. And your plans are made. Your baby fixed you up some lemonaid. The radio is groovin'. with your favorite song. But somethin' coming down.
He's a good man and he's always been. Right there by her side. Through thick and thin she can count on him. He's given her a real good life. . He never missed a Valentine's Day.
Cigarettes were a quarter then Bobby-socks and jeans were in. Elvis sang the songs that we loved so. And the most important thing to us was keeping gas in my old truck.
Ein kleiner Franzose. verdrischt seine Frau.. Er schlgt ber Jahre. sie gelb grn und blau.. . Da springt sie aus dem Hochhaus,. und wer war schuld daran?.