Smokin' cigarettes, got a hold of me. long before the summer of 1993. Barley hops and Moutain Dew. used to be my golden rule. long before I graduated school.
Clay Crosse, Mark Heimermann and Jerry McPherson. You've got it made. So they say you do. Don't need a thing. And they envy you. Live like a king. In a castle.
ever since you went away. the sun hasn't been out to shine. and clouds they been dropping their blues on me. and rainy day blues are mine. . and i don't care how far you roam.
Mark Heimermann, Clay Crosse and Regie Hamm. You can live your life in a different world. Spend your time lookin' for a different girl. Carry on like there ain't no tomorrow.
she picked up the telephone, all she heard was dialtone. she really thought she heard it ring this time. she said what am i thinking, i must be only dreamin.
Regie Hamm. So many preachers So many churches and denominations Got their. opinions and their documents And statements and beliefs and some-. times There's a miscommunication And we complicate the truth And.
Verse :. Love I know. That you felt so alone. Some nights ago. Someone left you for the road. Maybe all I'm homesick for is. . Chorus:. Someone just like you.
I got a one hundred-dollar bill. It's all shiny, crisp, and clean. And it's burning a hole in the pocket of my jeans. I think I'll spend it on some pills.
Too scared to go to proud to run. Here's your orders boy here's your gun. We're sending you off to Vietnam. Try to stay cool try to stay calm. . Never seen nothin' but that Mid-Texas dirt.
Regie Hamm, Steve Siler and Bob Farrell. We do a pretty good job of throwing sticks and stones. But everyone's got a closet full of skeleton bones. No need to tear each other down.
Sittin' there with your hair all in your face. Tears are fallin' like they're in a race. You look down, you look around, then you look up again. You get the feeling you can never win.
You caught me lookin' at you. Tryin' hard not to show it. Tryin' hard to control it. Hopin' you wouldn't see. . Yeah, but no one could blame me. You're so one of a kind.
Arnie Roman, Russ Desalvo and Terry Cox. I was a pilgrim on a journey. Through a desert cruel and unjust. I was lost and I was thirsty. And there where no signs I could trust.
It's a long stretch of highway at midnight in New Mexico. It's a small colored light that shines from your car radio. It's the old motel owner who sleeps on a cot.
I've got southern comfort runnin' through my veins. My mama was the wind and my daddy was the train. I'm the second coming of the midnight rider. I'm a modern day old soul singer.
Hello there, my old friend. Not so long ago it was 'till the end. We stood outside in the pouring rain. On the way up the road we started all over again.
Andrea Crouch. Chorus:. Just like He said He would. He's coming back for me. In the twinkling of an eye. And when the trumpets sound. He's coming back for me.
VERSE 1:. A long haired man came to my door. Wearing roman sandles, carrying a golden sword. Said come with me, and I'll take you higher.. We soared out of the atmosphere.
Regie Hamm and Dan Muckala. I was lost in indecision. In the corridors of purpose. Looking for a sign. The most human of conditions. Always asking, never knowing.
Today the sun refused to shine. The outside door was closed. I started to think it was in my mind. But it's your leavin I suppose. . On the front porch I light a cigarette.