I don't remember much about him, that's a lie I tell my heart. When I hear his name, I'm not to blame if lonesome heartache start. I don't remember how I loved him when my dreams came through an end.
We're the past time of the gossips. And it hurts me through and through. For there's saying, we don't care just what we do. I turn my head and close my heart to what I know is true.
I can't stop loving you, so I've made up my mind. To live in memory of old lonesome times. I can't stop wanting you, it's useless to say. So I'll just live my life in dreams of yesterday.
I can't say it's all right dear we'll make it somehow let me hold you try not to cry. I can whisper I love you till the day that I die but I can't seem to say goodbye.
Today I passed you on the street and my heart fell at your feet. I can't help it if I'm still in love with you. Somebody else walked by your side and she looked so satisfied.
Every jukebox that I see holds a memory for me. And I cry along with every tune I play. My radio is always on I know the words to every song. But I still can't seem to cry him away.
If you could read my mind, love. What a tale my thoughts could tell. Just like an old time movie. 'Bout a ghost from a wishing well. . In a cast the dark or a fortress strong.
He was just every day plain as water or a piece of clay. Why did I let him stay I love him. Early morning the paper came he would run out in the rain.
We were dancin' and he led just like you used to. He squeezed my hand and he teased me just like you used to. And so close to my lips the words came. That I almost yes I almost called your name.
I don't care much for champagne. Got no need for wine and roses. Don't get romantic when it rains. I got nobody anyhow. . CHORUS:. But I did in Dallas.
Well I've no excuse. What can I say. I just stumble. When you walk my way. . I can't help myself. I can't help myself. I can't help myself. When I help myself to you.
I got a little game that I play. And I call it 'try to beat the morning paper home'. I ain't very good but I get a lot of practice. Even won once a month ago.
Last night this old drunk dude told me I'll bet ya. That if you play the country song backwards. You'll get back everything that left you. So I tried it on some Haggard and some Jones.
A young mans dreams. Wild as a mountain stream. Rush all to the sea. Well I was restless and I was reckless. Trying to stay free. . I swore that no one would hold me very long.
Six oclock news. Sad story bout some people. Who had lost it all. The wind and rain came. Blew away, everything they own. I saw a pictures of a couple searching through the ruble.
my friends all ask me. how i'm doin. since you took you sweet love away. and i kno that they're. just showin they care. but what do they expect me to say.
I've been workin' like a dog with my nose to the ground. If I don't loosen up these chains I'm gonna lose my mind. Been on the straight and narrow far too long.
Made a promise, yeah, I swore to myself. I'd never give my heart away, no, no, to anyone else. 'Cause I'd been burned and I'd been lied to. I couldn't find love if I tried to.
I haven't been in a Church since I don't remember when. Things were going great till' they fell apart again. So I listened to the preacher, as he told me what to do.
You want to leave. You want to find yourself. But you don't want to do that with me. You want to drive. You want to feel the breeze. Between your fingers and the trees.