Ah Yodel-ay-heeee he-he-he. Ah Yodel-oh-hooo hoo-hoo-hoo. Ah Yodel-ay-heeee he-he-he. Well my hat's done worn out. my boots are bad. I ain't got a gun.
Lookin' back thru the years, I saw my anger. There was things that I could not control. Wanderin' thru my memories with my darlin'. Now I fall thru the door on my own.
Hey. Meister. warum strapazierst du dich am Morgen schon ?. Und warum streikt der Bauarbeiter um mehr Arbeitslohn ?. Und warum schreit der Auktionator immer nur so laut ?.
You're as sweet as the red rose in June, dear. I love you, adore you, I do. Each night through Loveland, we'll wander, sweetheart. Telling love stories anew.
Verse 1. Now the season is turning, turning. The air is getting colder,. as we get a little older. We remember all the fun and games. weve had over the years.
She's back in town, haven't seen her yet. But I know that that won't last. Soon I'll turn around and be face to face. With a feeling from my past. . She's an old weakness from a place I fell.
(steven dale jones/gerald body/billy henderson). (track 9 - time 3:34). . On any given day I'll catch myself. Talking to yur memory that's all I have left.
When I came to this morning she was packing up her things. Even with my pounding head I could hear her call me names. "You don't work, and drink and fish and dance and party-loving fool".
Your baby blues. Looking at me tonight. In a brand new light. What a surprise. Was a time when I would have given anything. For you to look at me this way.
Winter wind was blowin' when we loaded that old truck. With a few things that we had and all our dreams. With my new bride there beside me we headed down the road.
Got a old horse. Run loose on the farm. Like a big dog. Don't do no harm. . And I live down. A dead end track. Me and my horse. And them chickens out back.
(Vic Chesnutt). I can see my old hotel. down amongst the smells. I'm up above that ancient city river. it's filtered by my lousy liver. it's filtered by my wilted lily liver.
My married friends keep asking me. When I'll settle down. They tell me time is passing. And there's not to many good ones still around. . I tell them I am not afraid to be alone.
Written by dave bartholemew and pearl king.. . One night with you. Is what I'm now prayin'for. All the things that we two could plan. Would make my dreams come true.
Written by billy burnette.. . Oh susan, I'm losin' control. I don't know what to do. 'cause this feelin' I keep feelin'. About you, sue. I'm gonna leave it up to you.
There are only so many tears you can cry. Till your heart stops breaking. Only so many doors you can try. Till you finally find your way. Out of the dark, into the light.
Blow on you restless wind, up to your old tricks again. Bear down you texas sun, you make the desserts dry and the brush fires run. Splintered wood rusty chains, this old front porch swing remains.
(Hank Card/Conrad Deisler). We had a little quarrel, she and I. She told me just to curl up and die. I crept out to drown my sorrows. At a joint called no tomorrows.
Stop that knocking on my front door. I know what you're up to now. Don't be coming 'round here no more. Flashing that smile around. I know what you're doing to me.
I can't go to sleep. I've been tossing and turning all night. I can't even eat. I've lost all my appetite. I know what it is. And there's nothing I can do.