Got drunk by myself last night. & they say thats no way to make things right. I just didnt have anything better to do. The dog was asleep on the living room rug.
My dad, he had a friend, lowdown till the end. Everything he did, it came out wrong. No matter how hard he tried. He never cheated, he never lied. Had a shotgun in his hand when he died.
Gettin' tired of looking over my shoulder. Tired of walkin' around alone. Gettin' used to myself gettin' older. But not accustomed to getting' spit on.
I remember everything we did. Got it all written down in my head. A diary. of all the Saturdays. Hung around. while you drove around. with your friends.
I had a heart big as Atlanta. Till I ran in to a dancer named Savannah. She stole my soul away. Tool my wallet and my chain. Left me here standin' out in the rain.
if i knew where i was going. i might already be there. but i dont know where i been.. every town seems to look the same. another year has came and went.
I was a wise man. I lived my life. As if tomorrow wasn't there. I loved my people. I walked the line. Now I'm flyin' through the air. . Chorus:. On a cloud.
Chorus:. New York City girl. Born and raised in South Queens. She goes to work in taxi cabs. Comes back home in limousines. Well if you see her tell her I'm alright.
I got a number in my pocket. Keep it in my wallet, right on my hip. When my paycheck's steady, I'm damn good and ready. I toll it up to my lip, and I go to the moon.
World on your shoulders. Lot on your brain. Enough to drive a girl insane. Well I been thinkin bout maybe headin' southbound. Wonder if you'd do the same.
Smokin' cigarettes, got a hold of me. long before the summer of 1993. Barley hops and Moutain Dew. used to be my golden rule. long before I graduated school.
ever since you went away. the sun hasn't been out to shine. and clouds they been dropping their blues on me. and rainy day blues are mine. . and i don't care how far you roam.
she picked up the telephone, all she heard was dialtone. she really thought she heard it ring this time. she said what am i thinking, i must be only dreamin.
I got a one hundred-dollar bill. It's all shiny, crisp, and clean. And it's burning a hole in the pocket of my jeans. I think I'll spend it on some pills.
Too scared to go to proud to run. Here's your orders boy here's your gun. We're sending you off to Vietnam. Try to stay cool try to stay calm. . Never seen nothin' but that Mid-Texas dirt.
Sittin' there with your hair all in your face. Tears are fallin' like they're in a race. You look down, you look around, then you look up again. You get the feeling you can never win.
You caught me lookin' at you. Tryin' hard not to show it. Tryin' hard to control it. Hopin' you wouldn't see. . Yeah, but no one could blame me. You're so one of a kind.
It's a long stretch of highway at midnight in New Mexico. It's a small colored light that shines from your car radio. It's the old motel owner who sleeps on a cot.
I've got southern comfort runnin' through my veins. My mama was the wind and my daddy was the train. I'm the second coming of the midnight rider. I'm a modern day old soul singer.
Hello there, my old friend. Not so long ago it was 'till the end. We stood outside in the pouring rain. On the way up the road we started all over again.