When it's peach picking time in Georgia. Apple picking time in Tennessee. Cotton picking time in Mississippi. Everybody picks on me. . When it's roundup time in Texas.
It's midnight at a liquor store in Texas.. Beneath the neon, close up's just begun.. When a boy walks in the door and points a pistol.. He can't find a job, but man, he's found a gun..
We're far apart but our hearts're holding hands. . It's lonely just to sit here by myself each night. Not knowing when I'll ever get to hold you tight.
Lady I know your out there somewhere. Like me your feeling lost. Maybe right now we both need each other. But our paths may never cross. People like us never find each other.
Just watch the sunrise on the other side of town. Once more I've waited and once more you've let me down. This would be a perfect time for me to die I'd like to take this opportunity to cry.
The southeast Georgia red clay dust is groundin' to my blue jeans. A heavy hundred pound cotton sack draggin' along behind. Wanting to leave this place so bad, I forget how I got here.
One, sweet hello and one, sad goodbye. Two empty arms and these lonely nights to cry. Together it was heaven, but how quickly time did fly. With one, sweet hello and one, sad goodbye.
(Verse One). On a hill far away, stood an old rugged Cross. The emblem of suffering and shame. And I love that old Cross, where the dearest and best. For a world of lost sinners was slain..
I'm only human I'm just a man. Help me to believe in what I could be and all that I am. Show me the stairway that I have to climb. Lord for my sake teach me to take one day at a time.
I've got that old fashioned love in my heart. There it shall always remain. Like an ivy clinging vine, clinging closer all the time. Through the years, through these tears, just the same.
The old man from the mountain's comin' home, home, home. Thought I'd better warn you. So I called you on the phone. Get rid of Joe the grinder. You better be there alone.
Come lay by my side little darlin' come lay your cool hand on my brow. Promise me that you will always be nobody's darlin' but mine. You're as sweet as the flowers of springtime.
We don't smoke marijuana in Muskogee. We don't take our trips on LSD. We don't burn our draft cards down on Main Street. We like livin' right, and bein' free.
You say I'm crazy when I look at you but. You can't tell me what to do. Let it go, lose control, get out of hand. You know I'm not an angel. I'm more of a devil.
Nobody knows I'm hurtin' and nobody cares. Nobody knows I'm yearnin' and no one's nowhere. I'm even livin' with more heartaches in my share. Nobody's cryin' for me and I got nobody to care.
Once I had a girlfriend, she loved to hear me sing. But I left her in Nashville, flew west on a silver plane. My family can't kid me anymore. They never really liked my songs before.
There's a circle of people where I'm no longer welcome. I'm ashamed to say that I'm no longer fit. I could sober up tomorrow and face my friends again.
NO MORE YOU AND ME. (Merle Haggard). '66 Tree Publishing, BMI. . Today something told me not to call you. But with trembling hands I dialed the telephone.
You stayed with me through thick and thin. Watched me lose, you watched me win. You picked me up off of the ground. You never one time let me down. And you put me on a natural high.
Everybody's talking bad about Ramona. They say she's changed a lot since I've been gone. They say she may not be too glad to see me. 'Cause Ramona doesn't know I'm coming home.