I look into those blue eyes. Something happens to me. Although I know again tonight. I'll hear nothing but true lies. . That string of broken hearts all over town.
These days (these days) seem like years. When the nights are spent in tears. Tomorrow seems a lifetime away. These days, (these days) these days. . Ever since you said good-bye.
The river ran through Howard County. It was the life blood of the land. It make fields of green tobacco. Aching backs and callused hands. Mama talked of a coming battle.