[VERSE 1:]. You were lyin' there with nothing on. But a goofy little grin and a platinum blonde. I can't believe you'd do that on our bed. I got a pistol and I got a bullet.
Mama got depressed. When Daddy was a-dying. So the doctor gave her something. To help her with her crying. Then she couldn't sleep. So he gave her something else.
We live in trailers and apartments too. From California to Kalamazoo. Grow up get married and when that one ends. We hate sleeping alone so we get married again.
Since you've gone to Heaven I don't like coming home. But I can't stand the thought of mom in that big house alone. She can't keep it up, she really ought to sell.
He was kinda like Superman. Show up, save the day, disappear and then. We wouldn't hear from him 'til Christmas. He was a whole lotta fun. Til he got one drink too drunk.
Love can go to your head. Like a shot of something strong. Love can go to your bed. And stay there all night long. . Love can go on and on. Like a Sunday morning Sparrow.
She's getting' hammered. On Alabama slammers. Three drinks ago, no. He wouldn't stand a chance. He's sipping' whiskey. Feelin' confident and frisky. Writes 'Slow Hand' on a twenty.
In some corner in some bar. Somewhere not too far. He's drinking scotch on the rocks. Watchin' the sweat on the glass roll off. In some corner, in some bar, somewhere.
Raven is the color of her long, curly hair. Red is the dress that she knows how to wear. Bluest eyes I've ever seen - maybe just a touch of green. Oh, she could steal most any woman's man.
Twenty-eight, shouldn't look this old. But the last ten years sure took their toll. On the girl in the picture with the plastic crown. That sea queen dress wouldn't fit her now.
I did the laundry,. I cleaned the kitchen. Swept up the pieces of those broken dishes. I drank my coffee while yours got colder. All while you were hungover.
She hates her job, loves her kids. Bored with her husband. Tired of the same old list of things to do. So when the to-dos have all been done. She sits down at the kitchen table.
When you took me home. You knew who you were taking. Not some Debbie debutante standing in an apron. Frying up your bacon. . My house and my mouth and my mind get kinda trashy.
When you broke my heart, I wanted to. Cut the breakline on your four-wheel drive. And poison your Pabst Blue Ribbon. When you drug my name all through the mud.
I ain't been drinkin', but if I was drinkin'. I think I'd be drinkin' bourbon. And right now you'd be a blur. And I wouldn't hear a word. 'Cause I'd be good and drunk.
Mama got a call from the Principal's office. "Better get down here fast. 'Cause Mandy passed out when her water broke in the middle of geometry class".
He was tough, said he'd lived a good long life. and he'd seen it all, watching 82 years fly by. and three kids grow up, seen 'em all have kids. and grandkids of their own..
Abzuhauen, aus dem abgenutzten Traum. Ganz alleine fuhr sie mit dem Wagen los. Weit, weit weg, in ein einsames Hotel. Ihr Zimmer ging hinaus zu einem Fluss.
My name is John O'Reilly. And my father worked the fields. In the hills of old Killarney. Where I helped him turn the wheels. My arms grew hard as iron for a boy of seventeen.
You've been here beside me and shared all my dreams through the years. We've shared all the laughter and sometimes you dried all my tears. You stood close beside me and held me when good times turned bad.