I'm not the first guy who ever lost a girlfriend. But by the way I'm carrying on. You'd think I was you'd think I'd lost my mind. Since you've been gone.
Our weekend in Atlanta was a total disaster. We argued and you caught the first plane home. We made up and went to Memphis but there wasn't any difference.
She brought some perfume from Paris. And I bought some brand new cologne. She made a candlelight dinner and I put some soft music on. We sat by the fire waiting for desire.
If you were the sun. And one day you lost all your light. And you disappeared. I'd stand in the dark all alone. And wait through the night. And I'd feel no fear.
I didn't mean to stumble and I didn't mean to fall. But it's hard to keep your balance when your running into walls. But there's an explanation baby for the situation I'm in.
Who's gonna butter your bread for you? Who's gonna fix your tea?. Who's gonna chase away your blues?. For who's gonna let you break their hearts just anytime you please?.
Well, I love this life but it's doing me in. Just in case I don't ever see you again. I had a real good time, I love the wine. The women and song and the carryin' on.
When I was a boy daddy was my guiding light. We'd take walks and talk about fishing girls and life. He'd help me with my homework cheer me up when I was down.
Well, my first love was a little corvette. All done up in lipstick red. I thought it'd last forever till the motor blew. Well, I guess I didn't look close enough.
I gotta go. There's something new to see. This is the way it's all supposed to be. Sometimes the world throws you down. If you look there's a light. I'm still walking on.
My name aint up in lights. But Im a hero in this bar. And I play four big shows a night. With just me and my guitar. . I dont make a lot of money. And I dont have a lot of gear.
You're the one who game me time, heard me when I spoke my mind,. Told me that I'd never be alone.. Always there to make me smile, even if it took a while,.
You looked at me as only you can look at me. You touched my cheek and told me not to cry. But you said you'd found somebody you loved more than me. And you told me I'd forget you by and by.
Last week in Atlanta. I met her at the Freaknik. In a black truck. With a short haircut. And a gang of her homies. And she was on me 'cuz she said she liked cali men.
Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer. That calls me from a world of care. And bids me at my Father's throne. Make all my wants and wishes known.
If you hear some footsteps walking close behind you in the night. And you look around and no one do you see. If you feel someone is watching you and there's no one in sight.
I was sinking deep in sin, far from that peaceful shore. Very deeply stained within, sinking to rise no more. But the Master of the sea, heard my despairing cry.
You only say hello so you can say goodbye. These two words must make your life complete. You pick out the hearts that break to make your ego high. And I was just your pick of the week.
This ain't up tempo, this ain't no positive. This ain't no music meant for jumping up and down. This is a sad song, more than three minutes long. It took a lifetime just to come this far.
All my life been po' but it really don't matter no mo'. And they wonder why we act this way, Nappy Boys gon' be okay. All my life been po' but it really don't matter no mo'.