I was there on the day the monkey came into this world. His face was round and reddish and his hair was slightly curled. He didn't look too different from the others I had seen.
Ain't it strange how people change and almost overnight. Who once was a country girl is now a, a socialite. We're proud for you, but when you're through.
On Fourth Street in Louisville in 1978. Stranded in a honky-tonk, somewhere 'tween dates. There was a little band playin' as I sipped my beer. But I never thought that I'd hear what I'd hear.
If you love somebody enough. You'll follow wherever they go. That's how I got to Memphis. That's how I got to Memphis. If you love somebody enough. You'll go where your heart wants to go.
Have I told you lately. That I love you. And that all my world. Is yours my love. Always missing you. Even for a day. Our happiness will flourish. Every minute in every way.
The Carter boys were born one and after another in a little old country place. I was the last and the death of my mother and I know it was a pretty bad trace.
(Tom T. Hall). . There's a little ole tree that grows out in my yard. He's not very wide or too tall or too large. He stands there so still 'til the wind comes to call.
(Tom T. Hall). . It'd take me a minute to tell you this rhyme. Of the duck and the rooster that I knew one time. A little duck hatched out a day or two late.
I don't know why it is every time I take a trip. It's always raining somewhere down the line. This particular night was in Prestonsburg, Kentucky. I stopped to give a country boy a ride.
That song is driving me crazy, I gotta hear it again. First time I heard it I was with some friends. It's a simple little song you can sing along with an old time melody.
It's not my sun, man, and if it's not shinin'. When I wake up tomorrow morning, hmm, that'll be all right with me. They're not my birds, man, and if they're not singin'.
You know I love my music, it's really all I got. I never really cared that much if I was cold or hot. Now I got a job to do, I don't want to begin. . I've gotta write a sad song for my friend.
Me and Yates an army buddy o'mine were doin' three years in Germany at the time. We came upon these Frauleins in the bar. Yates said darf isch zee be-gleit-en they said ya.
Out of bed at eight am. Out my head by half past ten. Out with mates and dates and friends. That's what I do at weekends. I can't talk and I can't walk.
I was working in Miami for a day or two. I decided I'd look up a girl that I once knew. I bought some flowers and went to see a girl I used to know. The lady at her door said she had married long ago.
On the floor of the limo there's a bottle of whiskey. A white Stetson hat with a fine feather band. His face covered up with the two day old paper. He's a songwriter legend that grey haired old man.
Shame on the rain for making me twice as blue. It's raining in my heart on my window too. Days just like this have put out the flame. I've got that smoke in my eyes shame on the rain.
I guess you know Jethro went crazy; we've all been crazy sometimes. They fixed up his lungs and his fever; but they could not fix up his mind. He married a beautiful redhead; of women they say she's a pearl.
Ships go out I see them every day. Ships go out I watch them sail away. And on the decks I see my smiling friends. Ships go out but they never do come in.
I'm humming as I walk this house and do my daily chores. When I put the broom away I see the dress that Alice wore. It's hanging in the closet sadly sagging without form.