While on this earth, Jesus did a lot of talkin'. He proved it in His words and in His walkin'. Well, He was not a man of this world's design. I'm here to tell you, friends, He was one of a kind.
Big hair, pink lips, eyes all painted up. Spray net and George Strait riding in her pickup truck. Midnight, highway, headed for the club Siam. Heartbeat hot spot, looking for a cowboy man.
I walked through the big yard, to feel the warm sunshine. A ninety-nine year man, stepped over to me. He offered a smoke, and said as I rolled it. "Tomorrow I'm goin', to break out and go free".
At a red hot truck stop with a dirt floor parking lot. A waitress named Shirley. Poured him some coffee and she said. "Hello stranger where're you going?.
On the cross and they hung Him shame was forsaken. As they drove the nails in His hands and His feet. As death closed his eyes His cries went to Heaven.
Mr. Uncle Josh. Would you kindly play me some deep southern blues on that hound-dog guitar there. Ah, now that's what I'm talkin' about. Yeah.. . Marty Robbins - El Paso; Waylon Jennings - Ramblin' Man; Roger Miller - King of the Road; Merle Haggard - The Way I Am. Now that's what I'm talkin' about..
I paid the bank note, the car note, an' yes, I paid the 'phone bill too.. An' then I turned around an' I found that the house note's due.. Well, I'd love to take you out like I said I would, honey,.
Well there's a rainbow. At the end of every storm, ooh. . When trouble and trials stand in your way. When you get weary, too weary to pray. Look to the sky and reach for his arm.
When I was a young man. I thought I knew everything. But I didn't know nothing, till I found you. I used to get around some,. I thought I'd seen everything.
I am a lonesome pilgrim, far from home. And what a journey I have known. I might be tired and weary, but I am strong. 'Cause pilgrims walk, but not alone.
Well I got a buddy at the factory. I know him and he knows me. We were talking on the line today. You wouldn't believe what he had to say. I told him all about you.
Give me my cycle and a star-filled sky above. And a good lookin' woman with a heart full of love. I'll go to any honky tonk in any old town. 'Cause I am the wild one and I'll never settle down.
I am a lonesome pilgrim, far from home. And what a journey I have known. I might be tired and weary, but I am strong. 'Cause pilgrims walk, but not alone.
Newspaper boy makin' his rounds. Spreadin' the word all over town. Drivin' his car just as fast as it will go. . There's papers in the driveway, papers in the yard.
Here comes the Gospel story of Noah's Ark. . When God looked down on this whole world. His heart was heavy and sad. The world He'd made and the man He'd loved.
We're talking Tupelo was about a fast train. Headed toward the world like a mad hurricane. When he finally hit the ground, he tore us all apart. He was born to be a light in the dark.
There's a girl trying to steal my heart. And I'm tempted. Even though she can tear it apart, I'm tempted. In her eyes there's mystery,. Every time she smiles at me.
What do you want? What do you need?. What have you done? Do you want to be free?. Are you losing the battle? The battle with sin.. Well the Master is waiting. Waiting to come in..
I'm tired of walking down that lonesome road. I'm tired of walking down that lonesome road. It's a mighty hard travelin' and a heavy load. . I swing that hammer and I draw a low straight line.
Well I went to town last Friday night (Tear the woodpile down). I raised cain with all my might (Tear the woodpile down). Took along that gal of mine (Tear the woodpile down).