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I have been a rover. I have walked alone. Hiked a hundred highways. Never found a home. Still in all I'm happy. The reason is, you see. Once in a while along the way.
Well, at birth mom and papa called their little boy Ned. Raised him on the banks of a river bed. On a houseboat tied to a big tall tree. A home for my papa and my mama and me.
A burnin' hot sun a cryin' for water black wings circle the sky. Stumblin' and fallin' somebody's callin' you're lost on the desert to die. I had to give up and they took me to jail but I hid all the money I got.
the years creep slowly by, lorena,. the snow is on the grass again;. the sun's low down the sky, lorena,. the frost gleams where the flowers have been..
Lord, Lord, Lord. . (). . Lord - Lord - Lord, is there a place for me. In the scheme of things, in the service of the King. Lord - Lord - Lord, there is no job too great.
And they said never a man spoke like this man. . Never a man did the things on this earth that this man did. . And his words were as beautiful as his miracles.
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The teacher of truth told tales of trouble times that would begin. And the cynical sewer sowed the sorrowful seeds of seven sins. The people placed a prize upon the prince of perfect peace.
This time last year there sure was. A lot of sad faces around this old house. Our papa died without fulfillin' his life's dream. Of producing one of the best crops in Grimes County.
Well I'm gonna start out walkin' just you wait and see. Uh-huh guitar picker you ain't leavin' without me. . Oh you big mouth woman you long legged guitar pickin' man.
Ten years ago on a cold dark night. Someone was killed 'neath the town hall lights. There were few at the scene, but they all agreed. That the slayer who ran, looked a lot like me.
On the park bench I slept on raindrops are fallin' on the newspapers coverin' me. I hear early morning motors and I know the world is waking for the dawn.
Ten years ago on a cold dark night. Someone was killed 'neath the town hall lights. There were few at the scene, but they all agreed. That the slayer who ran, looked a lot like me.
I got a gal in Dallas, I wave at when I go through. I got a gal in Tulsa, that I toot my whistle to. (Say how do). I got 'em all over the land, I'm a locomotive man.
My pappy said when I was seventeen you're six feet tall and your face is clean. And it don't look right for a boy that old to not make a livin' loadin' coal.
There's a little green fountain on a little green mountain. Don't you think we ought to stop and get a drink of water. There's a little green fountain on a little green mountain.
I wish I had a pair of little magic glasses. That I could see the future just by lookin' through. Then I could know what road tomorrow's gonna take me down.
It should be a while before I see Dr. Death. So it would sure be nice if I could get my breath. Well, I'm not the crying nor the whining kind. Till I hear the whistle of the 309.
Come they told me. A new born king to see. Our finest gifts we bring. Pa rum pum pum pum. To lay before the king. Pa rum pum pum pum. Rum pum pum pum.