Every morning when you come downstairs. There's a mess but I don't care. No makeup on and shining so bright. My old sweatshirt never fit so right. Dancing around to the radio.
You got a quarter?. . I passed out last night and I never made it home. I wound up on a bus to San Antone. Now my head hurts bad and I ain't wearing shoes.
Spent the night with a friend of mine and a handle of good whiskey. We picked guitars and talked about how the glory days we missed 'em. And it didn't take too long to find the truth inside that bottle.
Baby I'm wounded, the pain, it is passing. Can you hold back the show for a while?. . And with the hat that I'm wearing, the storms around blowing. And baby it's time to go on.
Doing what you love has a high price to pay. Some put on a suit, but he ran the other way. Drums drown out the yuppies. And the one's who couldn't dream.
There ain't enough of me to go around. Got all kinds of reasons. To be all over town. Spread venom broken down. Everybody wants a piece. Oh darlin I'm afraid.
This is gonna be funky. . How come all the pretty girls like you are taken baby. I've been looking for someone like you to save me. Life's to easy to be so damn complicated.
The Southern wind sings again an island lullaby. . Baby powder beach under my feet has got me rolling. And the breeze through crackling leaves like a daytime campfire burning.
I have lived in a junkyard, where the weeds eat up the. rain. If you get anything there, even out of place. You know there's hell to pay. And he says, "You're as sick, as you are lovely, and in.
A man was bothering me today. I wanted to tell him to go away. But I stood and listened to him anyway, OK?. He said he didn't want to shoot that man. It was his thing and I wouldn't understand.
Cocaine flame in my bloodstream. Sold my coat when I hit Spokane. I bought myself a hard pack of cigarettes. In the early morning rain. . Lately, my hands they don't feel like mine.
put this in your pipe and smoke it. . when they call your name would you walk right up with a smile on your face. would you cower in fear in your favorite sweater with an old love letter.
Your'e gonna make the finest momma someday,. some man will take you away. but until then. Chase down your dreams laugh all the time and believe. That loves gonna conquer all things.
Anybody here, pass me a beer. And I'm a keep playing this music that you hear. And if you know the song, then come and sing along with me. Walking with the beach to my left, sea to my right.
I got a piece of land out in the country side,. lay back and smell the sun warm up the Georgia pine.. Been so good to me, takin' it easy.. Why would I ever leave? Cause I know,.
I play the road,. And the highway is our song,. And every city's like the same three chords. Been helping us along when the story's told. And the crowd has come and gone.
I could tell that it was over. When her lips met mine. It was an emptiness in her voice. Hesitation when she smiled. She didn't have to say a word. It was just so plain to see.
Grandma had a garden in the backyard. She always had a way with things that grow. She'd be out there early in the springtime. Just as soon as she was sure it wouldn't snow.
I ride east every other Friday but if I had it my way. A day would not be wasted on this drive. And I want so bad to hold you. Son, there's things I haven't told you.
You come walking in to the room with a smile on your face. And I keep wondering what a girl like you is doin' in this place. I catch your eye, you're lookin' at me and I spill my drink.