Dave Hanner (Play on Publishing,ASCAP) 1995. . Play it loud, play it soft, play like you're in love. Play like there are angels, listening from above.
Bob Corbin,Earl Thomas Conley, Bat McGrath (Coljes, BMI;. Harris-Gordon Music,ASCAP; Millermoo/Wanted Woman Music, BMI )1997. . I shoulda' paid more attention, but I was livin' too high.
Well it's Monday seven o'clock in the morning. Drink my coffee hurry up got to got to got to get to work on time. Hear the whistle whoop whoop whoop whoop.
I could tell that your father's anger was tearing you inside out,. but more harmful was the danger that your body was handing down.. I don't want to be your martyr, I'm too overly full of sin;.
words & music by Bob Corbin. pub. by Sabal Music, Inc. (ASCAP). . There is a road that you must walk in this life. There are many who fall by the way.
She told you goodbye it was over you're through. It was nothin' you'd done she cast no blame she'd fallen out of love with you. And now you're alone in a world of solitude.
Is that you?. I can't believe my eyes. Is that you with that long curly hair. And dark hazel eyes?. . It's been so long but it's easy to tell. Time has treated you well.
Dave Hanner (Play On Publishing,ASCAP) 1997. . The corner drugstore just changed hands. The Starlight Hotel has bluegrass bands. There've been a lot of changes.
I built walls around my heart showed no pity, showed no pain. I refused to let love start stood alone on a rock, I could walk. Right through the flame, I hid my heart behind these walls.
words & music by Bob Corbin. pub. by Sabal Music Inc. (ASCAP). . You can ride the roads from Chicago to New Orleans. And all points in between. California to the coast of Maine.
Bob Corbin,Ted Hewitt (Bro N Sis Music,BMI;Coljes,BMI;. Hewitt Music, ASCAP) 1995. . Its just her and the band and the clean-up man. Shes counting up her tips, she did alright.
I don't know what to say to you sometimes. All I know is that you make me proud. You're unbelievable, you'd have to be blind. Not to see that you're one of a kind.
We'd head straight from school down to the poolhall. Shoot games of eight ball and play the machines. Go cruising on weekends in a patched up old Plymouth.
I know you. Sun so bright, sky so blue. Your eyes like pearls, and it's true. I know it don't always show but I really do love you. . I wanna just let go to a place where everything feels perfect.
Makin' love by the radio. A Cool Kitty and a Daddy-O. Beat up old car and those moonlight rides. My old rock n' roll baby goodbye. Oh my old rock n' roll baby goodbye.
People don't know he's lonely, sometimes he's blue. They don't see him layin' awake figurin' out what to do. People don't know he spends his life lookin' for a place to go.
You know it's a doggone pity, you used to be so pretty. You used to drive all the guys wild. And I used to dream that you would love me. You always seemed so far above me.
words & music by Dave Hanner. pub. by Sabal Music, Inc. (ASCAP). . (Chorus). Poncho, don't you like me no more. Poncho, to me our friendship means more.
He wakes up every Sunday morning with a smile on his face. Today's the day he's always waitin' for. He cleans his bugle and packs it in it's case. He's in the Pittsville Drum and Bugle Corp.
words & music by Bob Corbin. pub. by Sabal Music Inc. (ASCAP). . (Chorus). I'm gonna wake up one fine mornin',. Find myself over you. I'm gonna make up a brand new story.