A showman's life,. Is a smokey bar,. And the fevered chase,. Of a tiny star,. It's a hotel room,. And a lonely wife,. From what I've seen,. Of a showman's life.
When your phone rings. When there's a late night knock at your door. When you slow dance, when you hold hands. When you're looking for more. . Do you wish it was me.
It was late one night in the pale moonlight. all the vegetables gave a spree. they put up a sign said the dance is at 9. and all the admissions were free.
Well if a drunk mans says what a sober man thinks. Then right now I think I'm thikin' out loud a lot. Hey girl, you wanna split a shot?. Take me drunk, I'm home.
I'm on my third one. So I've got a loose tongue. But if you feel thirsty, I'll buy you one too. . At the risk of a cliche. Would it be okay. If we sit together and talk for a few?.
(Ko-ko Joe). (Ko-ko Joe). (Ko-ko Joe). . Go ahead home. (Ko-ko Joe). Up in Appaloosa county. There's a place called Ko-ko Ridge. . Sittin' right on the bend.
1, 2, 3, 4. . I sleep better with crickets singin'. Windows open and doors ain't even locked. Southern by the grace of God. . Old men sittin' in cold beer joints.
Felipe was a young boy when he crossed the Rio Grande. Heading north to Texas where he grew into a man. He fixed cars and worked the wars and raised a family.
Mom and Dad have worked the fields. I don't know how many years. I'm just a boy but I know how. And go to school when work is slow. . We have seen our country's roads.
It's the way of life in the real West. 'Neath the Prairie moon that's Heaven blessed. And a tall boot shuffle on a wooden floor. It's a clean white shirt on a Saturday night.
Every word ever said. Deep in love doesn't end. We've been there it was then. That we knew it began. . I feel my world unfolding. In colors when you hold me.
Every river searches for the sea. Every life runs it's own destiny. Canyons white and wild stretches calm and mild. Cutting through the stones of history.
Closer still than e'er my arms have held you. Or the beating rhythm of my heart. I belong to you in frozen memories. And framed in gold is my desire. .
Times may be trying our bindings. Hard days may steal half our smile. This world goes by in a hurry. Kind words are farther and few. . Sometimes the going gets rocky.
I wanna be your garden. let's plant some flowers. we'll scatter seeds out. in the morning time. . I wanna be your honey bee. make you honey. but it's not really up to me.
I use to smoke two packs a day. hardest thing I put away. I still sneak one now and then. use to drink more than I should. finally gave it up for good.
I can't sleep and I can't eat all I do is sit and cry. And listen for your footsteps at my door. I keep asking myself why that you ever said goodbye. And I guess I've cried a million tears or more.
Baby pulled her blue dress on and walked out in the night. Left one silk stocking danglin' from the bedside light. I sobered up and called her name just before the dawn.
Life's like a road that you travel on. When there's one day here and the next day gone. Sometimes you bend and sometimes you stand. Sometimes you turn your back to the wind.
And I love you so,. The people ask me how,. How I've lived till now. I tell them I don't know. . I guess they understand. How lonely life has been. But life began again.