I knew this morning as soon as the phone rang. That crazy woman had hurt you again. That's why I told you come on over. The coffee's warm and so are my arms.
Life is like a mountain railroad with an engineer that's brave. We must make the run successful from the cradle to the grave. Watch the curves that fills the tunnels never falter never quail.
I've almost read the ink right off the paper. I've read your letter through so many times. With every word I ache and ache to hold you. It's enough to make a woman lose her mind.
I'm alright (I'm alright) I'm alright (I'm alright). I'm a little bit red in the eyes a little bit hurt in the heart. A little bit weary in the soul but I'm alright (I'm alright) I'm alright.
I told him that I loved him cause I loved him at the time. And I told him that I didn't want any other lips touchin' mine. I whispered love your kisses are sweeter than the wine.
Me the girl untouchable who always kept her distance. Me the boy untouchable the wall of solid resistance. A walk a talk and one little kiss who would have thought it would lead to this.
If it's all the same to you if you don't love me like before. I don't think I'll hang around and let you hurt me anymore. If it's all the same to you if your love has really gone.
Dear Santa Claus, It's been so long. So long since I have written. Since as a kid in happy house I dwelled. I've moved from there and now I live. On disillusion avenue.
There's always more than meets the eye. Sometimes a smile can hide a lie. Learnt me the hard way, don't it show. So listen up and you will know. . Baby's got a set of wheels.
Can't believe I'm strung out. Sitting in this lonely place. When all I can remember. Is the sound of the door when you left me here. . Can't believe you've run out.
Ain't no short way up the mountain. Ain't no easy way to cross that river. When it's draggin' you under. Ain't no sure thing you can count on. . Break down these walls.
She took the keys. She took the car. Took my love. And she broke my heart. Poor me. Poor me. Poor me another. . Down with the blues. Age old infection.
Bill Anderson/Steve Wariner. . I'm watching you go from room to room. With all your boxes and your broom. Packing up, sweeping out and taking down. From off the wall.
I'm watching you go from room to room. With all your boxes and your broom. Packing up, sweeping out and taking down. From off the wall. . Everything that's part of us.
SON OF THE SOUTH. Writer Bill Anderson. . I was born eatin' gravy and black-eyed peas. Cracklin' bread and turnip greens. Washin' 'em down with a big.
The streets are dark and empty and you walk them all alone. You think about your love affair and wonder what went wrong. You go to bed each night and pray you'll never see the dawn.
I'm sittin' back easy in my easy chair watchin' the morning dawnin' fair. My wife's cookin' breakfast and my little girl. Is looking at her daddy like he owns the world.
All night long I've laid awake and stared out into space. I've closed my eyes but all I see is a picture of your face. And on my lips remains the sweet sweet taste of your last kiss.
The streets are dark and empty and you walk them all alone. You think about your love affair and wonder what went wrong. You go to bed each night and pray you'll never see the dawn.
ONLY FOR ME. (Liz Anderson). '70 Greenback Music. . If I were to lose your love if you ever go. The stars still would shine above for ups I know. As blue as it's always been the sky still would be.