Beyond the months of darkness. Springtime sleeps. Gathering his strength while winter creeps. I will be with you when flowers appear. Loneness will be forgotten.
I got in a little trouble. At the county seat. Lord, they put me in the jail house. For loafin' on the street. Well, the judge said guilty. He made his point.
Close your eyes. While the summer clouds release their silver load. And the evening rain makes patterns on the road. The world is clean. And evergreen.
The winds of winter call my name. Their mournful voice keeps me from sleep. My memory flickers like a flame. Time cannot heal a wound so deep. . Where are you.
Walking on the velvet dream. Meadow clothed in mazed. To the Holy ground of love. Where two children met and kiss. Thru the window of my dreams. Floating from the past.
Down a dirt road down in southern Louisiana. Flew a white Continental with the top laid back. Pretty blond sittin' on a seat of red leather. Dust blowin' out of those well wore tracks.
Kissed you twice it was nice. I will not apologise. Ran away too change my mind. Well at least I didn't lie. Do do do do do. Wherever I go there I am.
Oh, listen to the train coming down the line. Trying to make up all their lost time. From Buffalo to Washington. . You can wash my jumper starch my overalls.
Familiar, this sounds so familiar. You tell me Im a drama queen. You act like you dont care. You look right past me like I was a ghost. . Someone you dont even know.
I'm so scared that the way that I feel. Is written all over my face. When you walk into the room. I wanna find a hiding place. . We used to laugh, we used to hug.
Come back to me when roamin' days are over. Go have your fling go dance and sing and get it over. Come back to me when laughter turn to sorrow. Though you must roam love's best at home think of tomorrow.
He walked into the bar and parked his lanky frame upon a tall bar stool. With a long soft southern drawl said. "I'll just have a glass of anything that's cool".
Her daddy hated his tattoos. But she was in love with a baby due. In September, early September. . So they called the kinfolk, set up the bar. Threw some chairs out in the yard.
If only love. Can mend my heart. Why do I ache when we're apart?. And if only love. Can make me strong. Tell me how I'm to get along?. . So long without you.
There's something about the heart of this man. That pushes him harder than anyone can. He may be tired and saddle worn. But a cowboy's work is never done.
VERSE 1. I left Shannon, crying in Nashville. She was the best that Ive had. She needed so much, more than I could give. That still makes me sad. CHORUS.
A 1986 Harley. Blowin' smoke and suckin' oil. My daddy said, "Buy it and you're crazy, boy". Can't tell me nothin'. . It took two months to fix it up.
Please consider the children. Don't walk out and leave. Remember they need you. Just the way they need me. . They'll grow up half attended. With just half a home.
Just outside of delta country. Where the bitter weeds growin wild. Born seven miles outside of Woodland. Was a Chicasaw County child. . An Poppa done brung us some peppermint candy.
Here are some samples of the fabric, Miss Morgan. I know how painful it must be. But I guess it's your responsibility. I understand he was your fiancee.