Here I am, there you are. Tangled up with her. In our bed, in our bedroom. I loved you with everything inside of me. Wasn't that enough, enough for you.
I know thats what a mans supposed to do.. But sometimes youre so tired when you get home,. Youre not much fun to talk to.. Saturdays, you kick that old lawn mower till it starts..
Who do you think you're talkin' to. You know me and I know you. Your silence and your stony face. You don't have the ground to waste. Your love is gone 'cos it all comes down to you.
So your bags are all packed and you're leaving. Without so much as telling me why. Pardon me if I skip all the grieving. I'll simply get on with my life.
When I got the word that our Uncle Joe died. I did what we all did, I sat down and cried. Got into my car, headed home for the hills. Back home to Kentucky where the funeral was held.
Its All the Same. Adrienne Young / Will Kimbrough. . One foot in front of the other. Is hard as hell these days. Its my choice, a case of any color. What makes me walk away?.
I Cannot Justify. . I am a white girl but what was I before?. An Onondaga opening the door. Coulda been a pilgrim hungry for to pray. Or a roaming buffalo soon to fade away.
Girl I can tell that you're thinking of leaving. But it'll hurt me so much you don't want me to know. You've done all you can to hide what you're feeling.
Have I got the deal for you. Would you like to have a T-bone steak and lobster. Served on the finest china. Accompanied by a bottle of the world's greatest wine.
I made five hundred miles in six hours flat. Trying to make up for lost time. I been beatin' a path to your mama's door. To set things between us right.
In a tiny town where the biggest things. Were the water tower and a young boy's dreams. I believed. . In a little house of simple means. Where doing without, was a common scene.