Coleman Bonner was a fiddle playin' fool. He's a backwoods rounder and a breaker of mules. Coleman Bonner's got a wore out bow. He's been playin' two days down the new cut road.
Strangled words in the dim light. Feelings fall and turn to ice. Where the amber heals the desolation. Of the wound deep in you tonight. The is a nightrider with stones in your pockets.
It's a hard road now. In your darkest hour. As he slips through your fingers. Just like sand. . There is one thing I'm sure of. For the rich or the poor.
Never Mine Nevermind. David hodges, Jordan Reynolds, haley georgia. . you haven't said you love me. you haven't said you don't. you haven't said you're leaving.
Oh say, little dogies, why don't you lay down?. You've wandered and trampled all over the ground.. Lay down, little dogies, lay down.. . I have cross-herded, trail-herded, circle-herded too.