Now, blue ain't the word for the way that I feel,. There's a storm brewin' in this heart of mine.. This ain't no crazy dream, I know that it's real.. You're someone else's love now, you're not mine!.
Crazy, I'm crazy for feeling so lonely. I'm crazy, crazy for feeling so blue. I knew you'd love me as long as you wanted. And then someday you'd leave me for somebody new.
(LeAnn Rimes & Eddy Arnold). . LeAnn:. (yodeling). The cattle are prowlin',. The coyotes are howlin'. Way out where the doggies roam. Where spurs are a jinglin'.
Like a coin,. I was tossed into a wishing fountain,. I was only one of a thousand,. looking for a little fortune.. And you, picked me up and put me into your pocket,.
When you wake up wanting me. And you can't go back to sleep. Change your mind. . When your weak and all alone. And you're reaching for the phone. Change your mind.
Swan dive down. 11 stories high. Hold your breath. Until you see the light. . You can sink to. The bottom of the sea. Just don't go without me. . Go get lost,.
The moon is shinnin' down through the pines. And it spreads its light across the mountain side. And I wonder what you're doin' tonight. Yes I wonder what you're doin' and I wonder if everythings alright.
I know I hurt you but I never meant to. It's you that I'm fondest of. I know you need me but I must be free. Cowboys ain't easy to love. . Somethings that I do, I know don't please you.
The raindrops fall on my camper the lightening crashes and lights the sky. I look at the window sprayed with raindrops I see her face and I see her smile.
Well your mama finds it hard to understand. Why her lovin' son wants to be a rodeo man. And your daddy had a whole lotta great big plans for you. But you hate to disappoint him but you got other things to do.
Well you mama finds it hard to understand. Why her lovin' son wants to be a rodeo man. And your daddy had a whole lotta great big plans for you. You hate to disappoint him but you gotta other things to do.
I was a new kid on the circuit. Gold buckles in my eyes. But the horse I drew was plenty rank. Much to my suprise. I did a double back flip. And landed on my head.
Well, I wake up in the mornin', I brew my coffee hot and strong. I get out my ole guitar, and try to write a song. An them larks are singin, oh Lord, just outside.
Just barely eighteen when the Great War was through. Ridin' and fighin' was all that I knew. Hard life and death was all that I seen. Ridin' hell bend for leather in search of a dream.
He was a runaway rodeo was his dream. He was ridin' bulls and a bittin' the dust by the time he was seventeen. Sixteen cowboys in an eight dollar room livin' on baloney and beans.
He walked out in the arena all dressed up to the brim. Said he just came down from a place called Highland Rim. And he said he came to ride the horse the one they called the Brute.
He's rugged rough and ready his lady's soft and pretty. There must be ten years difference in their ages I suppose. But you don't see any traces or sadness in the faces.
On a highway through the desert beneath an overpass. Sat two hikers just watchin' cars go by. Now one was wearin' sandles with straggly matted hair. Rose colored glasses for his eyes.
Been workin' like a dawg, slavin' on the fence line. Stretchin' those wires tight. Diggin' and tappin' and sweatin' in the sunshine. But I get off tonight.
She opened up the letter from Nashville Tennessee. He said hon they like my music the songs I wrote for you and me. The boys and me just cut a record and it could hit the charts before too long.