I was hangin' up my stockings Watching the snowflakes fall. The radio playing blue Christmas. And I thought I'd better give you a call. Well I know it sounds crazy but it's true.
Writer: Reece D. WIlson. . The game was tied at seven all. She said let's take a walk. We found a place behind the stands. She said we need to talk. She went on and on about this town bein' small.
Eighty hours a week, that's what I call work. And this black under my blue collar is his best pay dirt. They work me hard from dawn to dusk. Doin' double time puttin' out sweat for a filthy buck.
I need a room without a view. so nothing I see will remind me of you. just four grey walls. to keep out the light of day. . must be a place that I can go.
After three good years together we had our first big fight. So she went to her mother's and I went for a ride. Down an old familiar highway, just a few miles out of town.
I'm going down to the river to wash my soul again .. I 've been runnin with the Devil ,and I know he's not my Friend.. I've been falling by this wayside , livin in this world of sin ..
Let me be the one who mails you a vote of confidence, while you're laying there in jail. Let me be the one who cries and moans to the hanging judge, gotta get my Baby some bail.
I can't believe I spend every free second with you,. doing this for years, Mona Lisa, I need your presence,. you always laugh away the time, I see you need me too,.
I wanna be with you, when the day is done. I wanna be with you, when the flowers come. I wanna be with you, when the leaves turn brown. I wanna be with you, when the sun goes down.
Blew out the candles and made a wish. And I hoped it would come true. I had a feeling, that I was dreaming. When I wished for you. . Chorus: I wish that you were here.
Out there in a sea of lights. And strangers rushing in the night. I'm lonesome for a time. . When I had you and felt complete. And then you sailed away from me.
Have you ever, felt the sting of a broken heart?. Were you watching, while your whole world fell apart?. Have you wondered, how things might have been?.
It's a cold world, sometimes I feel all alone. It's a long road that I'm rollin' on. And I wonder, if I'm on the path I should have taken. And I'm still here, even though my heart is breakin'.
It's a cold world, sometimes I feel all alone. It's a long road, that I'm rolling on. And I wonder, if I'm on the path I should have taken. And I'm still here, even though my heart is breakin'.
Should I leave, should I stay?. Should I try to walk away?. From you tonight. Without a fight. . Like a wound that will not heal. I cannot change the way I feel.
Lying in my bed, I hear. The clock tick and think of you. Caught up in circles. Confusion is nothing new. . Flashback, warm nights almost left behind.
On a trading path, through the Carolinas. Used by Indians who braved the wind and rain. They settled down beside the raging waters. And they worked the land until the white men came.
We were reckless wild and free. It was like a crazy dream. When I found my way to you. We both had so much to lose. . We broke so many hearts. We tried to be apart.
She kept the beds made and stayed there all alone. Washed her clothes and hung them out to dry. Did things the same old way and though her kids were gone.
Remember when it was fun, to stay up all night long. We stayed out in the sun, until those summer days were gone. Remember dressing fine, for a crazy hometown Friday night.