(It's good to touch the green green grass of home). The old hometown looks the same as I step down from the train. And there to meet me is my mama and papa.
Well why does it hurt when i see you again?. Is is the memories, or Jack Daniels on your skin?. And I dont know if I'm out of control.. Cuz lately I've been spinnin',.
Yeah boy, that's right.. . Well I was raised in a holler. I grew up eatin' mud. and my baby bottle. it was filled with beer and blood. . Well I got relatives here.
Verse 1. Dark Clouds around my head make it hard for me to see. Where did the blue skys go?. Howling wind blows all around me. Can't seem to shake the storm that blows..
Words & Music by C. E. Snow. . You're a tired buckeroo little pal,. You've been ridin' hard all day little pal,. Soon the sandman will be callin'. As the twilight shadows fall.
In a little Rosewood casket in the hall up on a stand. There's a package of old love letters written by a true love's hand. Won't you go and get them sister read them o'er to me tonight.
Well, I have got no money but I am doin' fine.. I'm just a hillbilly hell-raiser; I'm tryin' to kill my time.. An' I'm lookin' for that gal, about five foot ten..
As I watch the sun. set slowly I hold back the tears. And I can't help but wonder. why the lord had to put me here. Caused I've raised hell. All night long.
Gonna find me a bluebird let him sing me a song. Cause my heart's been broken much too long. Gonna chase me a rainbow through a heaven of blue. Cause I'm all through crying over you.
well i'm working real hard and not gettin paid i'm sick of this life and i gotta get a break. I've been real high and I've been down low and i live in a shack on a country dirt road.
Oh dear I'm so tired and so lonely I wonder why mommy don't come. She told me to close my pretty blue eyes and when I awoke she'd be home. I guess I'll go down and find daddy I think he went down to the store.
Satan is real working in spirit. You can see him an' hear him in this world every day. Satan is real working with power. He can tempt you an' lead you astray.
(chorus). Some day you'll find out what it means to be blue'Cause everybody pays for the things that they do. You broke something precious, sacred and true.
I was standing by my window yesterday morning. Without a thought of worry or of care. When I saw the postman coming up the pathway. With such a smiling face and jolly air.
From ol' Montana down to Alabama. I've been before and I'll travel again. You triflin' women can't keep a good man down. You dealt the cards but you missed the play.
Well, I'm a runnin' and gunnin'. A little bit crazy. Got half drunk on the day they made me. I don't know why, I guess it's in my genes. . Well, I'm a runnin' and gunnin'.
Well walkin' with sorrow. through a lonely day. with those empty bottles. tryin' to ease my pain. . I'm still here drinkin'. over the good ol days. when I had my gal.
I hate to see night shadows fall. I hate to see a moon above. For it brings me dreams of days gone by. . When my darling, Lola Lee. Strolled along the shore with me.
Let me call you sweetheart. I'm in love with you. . Let me call you sweetheart. I'm in love with you. Let me hear you whisper. That you love me too. .
In a class room at the grade school just before the Holidays. Boys and girls were writing notes to Santa far away. Except a lad who sat alone his paper put away.