She opened up the letter from Nashville Tennessee. He said hon they like my music the songs I wrote for you and me. The boys and me just cut a record and it could hit the charts before too long.
Pour my soul into my song. Playin' for the people all night long. I work hard for my money and I want it now. Don't make me have to tear your juke joint down.
Two young cowboys went riding out one dark and windy day. Upon a ridge they rested as they went up on their way. When all at once a mighty herd of red eyed sheep they saw.
Get up in the morning, fall out of bed. Go down to the basement, cook up a little meth. All the young folks love it, coming back for more. Ain't it good to be working, got your foot in the door.
I grew up near what they call the flats. Ain't too many people knows where it's at. Can't hear the highway, can't see a way out. I guarantee it ain't nothin' worth cryin' about.
Lisa used to love to dance. Ever since she was ten years old. Her bare feet raising dust on a yard. Where the grass wouldn't grow. . Slowly spinning round and round.
Her hair was as black as pike county cold. And her lips were as red as blood on the snow. She wore short vinyl skirts and them boots to her knees. And she lived in the holler across the mountain from me.
I use to run from the past. But the world got to spinnin' so fast. I run from the future now. . I run as fast as I can. Tryin' to be a simple man. I just want to slow down.
Well I work for the city in the town where I grew up.. Some days I run a backhoe some days I run a dump.. If I had other plans on my graduation day,. Then several years ago I guess I hauled em all away..
Let him sit in the kitchen. 'Til the red rooster crows. And drink bootleg whiskey. 'Til he loses control. . Let him find him somebody. He can treat like a dog.
When the rain runs down your window. And you cant hold back your tears. And youre so afraid to be alone. You know Im always right here. . You cry lonely, and I come runnin.
Got married at 16, had a 15 year old wife. Guess I've been a grown man, just about all my life. Like my daddy before me, I've done the best I could. Somehow things turned out a little worse than they should.
The road ain't looked this good to me. In a couple of months or so. I've been breaking ground, heading down. A hard road to hoe. . I've been farming dreams but I ain't seen.
Dont put a bridle on a bull. Hell never do what you want him to. Dont put a bridle on a bull. Hell just take you for a fool. And if you take him by his horns.
Let the beer bottle. Rattle on my pistol. On the seat of my Chevy pick up truck. And I'm taking these gravel roads. As fast as my truck will go. I'm running like a scared white tail buck.
(Gordon Kennedy/Wayne Kirkpatrick). . I say black, you say white. I say day, you call it a night. What's wrong with this scene. What does this mean. .
(Gordon Kennedy). . The very air that surrounds her. A breath you can't live without. Can't think straight since you found her. What's this creature about.
(Gordon Kennedy/Wayne Kirkpatrick/Tommy Simms). . She got an unsigned letter from her secret someone. And she fell into the mystery. Words were few and specifically vague.
(Tommy Simms/Tony Arata). . It's only natural with time. Details can somehow slip your mind. Something so sweet, though incomplete. You fill the spaces in-between.
(Gordon Kennedy/Wayne Kirkpatrick/Mike More/Andrew Logan). . Love was burning like the summer. We were lost in one another. Holding on, holding on. We could not escape the heat.