At the end of the day my heart's filled with despair. I knelt by my bed for a moment of prayer. I asked God to help me and show me the way. Then out of the darkness a voice seemed to say.
I left you and left you broken hearted I left you and now I can't forget. I thought then that I could live without you forgive me and I'll make you happy yet.
When the warship's left Manila sailing proudly o'er the sea. All the sailors hearts were filled with fond regret. Looking backward to this Island where they spent such happy hours.
Here she comes look at her roll there she goes eatin' that coal. Watch her fly huggin' the rails let her by by by it's the fireball mail. Let her go look at her steam hear her blow whistle and scream.
Made famous by Bob Wills and the Texas Playboys. Recorded by many artists, Elvis, Patsy Cline, Ray Price, Johnny. Rodrigues, Willie Nelson and a host of others..
There's a family Bible on the table its pages torn and hard to read. But the family Bible on the table will ever be my key to memory. At the end of day when work was over and when the evening meal was done.
Fuckin in the butt. Fuckin in the butt. Fuckin in the butt. . I'd like to fuck the shit out of you. I'd like to fuck the shit out of you. I'd like to fuck the shit out of you.
Fuzzy was an outlaw swamp rat born and raised. Bought a motorcycle in his younger days. Rode into Kentucky to join the outlaw band. Fuzzy taught me how to make a livin' off the land.
I never meant to leave her my intentions were to stay. It wasn't nothing she had done or nothing she could say. To change this old familiar feeling that makes chills run through my skin.
I'm a cosmic cowboy. A big time player. I like Pantera, Kid Rock, and Slayer. I like Ice-T the rapper I mean. When it comes to drinkin' I like Jim Beam.
Hey, Fuck Anita Bryant. Who the Hell is she. Telling all them faggots. That they can't be free. Throw that bitch in prison. then maybe she'll see. just how much them goddamned homosexuals mean to me.
Far across the blue waters. Lives an old German's daughter. By the banks of the old river Rhine. Where I loved her and left her. But I can't forget her.
The last verse was the hardest the hardest to get through. This verse for old lost lovers this song I wrote for you. She's at the point of no return there's no more candles left to burn.
You know when I first started doing this album I thought. All these songs about just gettin' the divorce. And there was one thing I wanted to tell you darlin' darlin'.
Mama taught us how to sing in harmony. Grandma used to stomp her foot and slap her knee. I can still hear daddy singin'. Down by the old mill stream. When uncle Jim played the fiddle.
Take the jib sail down boys, take the jib sail down. Turn this ship around boys, before we run aground. The fish aren't biting today boys, fish aren't biting today.
If I ever needed love, I need it now. Honey, why can't you see me through me. When I pretend that I'm to strong to bend?. This heart can mend a lover or a friend.
On Sunday after church there'd always be a picnic. There'd be kinfolks callin' until dawn. Me I'd play the guitar and my Uncle Merle would sing. And grandpa he'd play that fiddle all night long.
Face to face, toe to toe. Where we'll stop, heaven knows. Arm in arm, cheek to cheek. Whose to blame?. . Hand in hand, heart to heart. We never should have let it start.
It's a fairytale morning, the ocean looks turquoise. As if it was painted that way. The waves how they rush from the shore or the island. It carries my vision away.