Search the corners of your precious heart and if you find something there. And there's anyway to call it love and we still got a prayer. I've got more love for you sweetheart than you'll ever find again.
You look good to me every morning over coffee even with the curlers in your hair. I just kinda smile and consider myself lucky. And I'm happy just to know that I've got you to care.
Seems like only yesterday we fell in love just barely old enough to be sincere. Back then I thought I loved you all I could. But I've grown to love you more through the years.
I am a travelin' minstrel man I'll do my best to make you happy if I can. I'll sing my song and move along cause I'm a travelin' minstrel man. . My life is measured by the telephone poles the mileage lines are on my face.
Take time to love her for days at home and nights alone. Are the kind of the things that she can't understand. Take time to love her or someone else who has more time.
On the back side of Dallas in the dingy bar on a wornout stool she sits. And her trembling hand thumbeles for another kingside filter cigarette. She blows a puff of smoke then settles back and look across that light blue haze.