"I'm not in your town to stay,". Said a lady old and gray. To the warden of the penitentiary. "I'm not in your town to stay. And I'll soon be on my way.
When peace like a river, attendeth my way. When sorrows like sea billows roll. Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say. It is well, it is well with my soul.
There's a line that is drawn through the ages. On that line stands an old rugged cross. On that cross, a battle is raging. For the gain of man's soul or it's loss.
I'd rather have Jesus than silver or gold. I'd rather, rather have Him than riches untold. I'd rather have Jesus than houses or lands. I'd rather be led by His nail-pierced hands.
There's no place, where You're not there. I'll never drift from Your love and care. there's not a thing about me that You don't know.. The wings of the morning will take me to You,.
In the time it takes to tell you, I could show you. In the time it takes to wonder, you could know. Everything inside my heart, waiting for this dance to start.
It's scary how you move me. There's a heartbreak in the air. And every time you hold me. Seems like the perfect love affair. I've got a real uneasy feeling.
If I were a ghost I'd haunt your house. Hang out in your rafters. You could be my mister adams I could be your casper. I'd share with you my afterlife of the unexplained.
Ten thousand nights of darkness. In the ether underneath this garden. You are my hearts calling, hey. . One star in a million. One voice in a thousand.
Seems like after all we've been through. We would have learned by now. Never to fight for who gets the last word. It doesn't matter anyhow. . But round and round we go in circles.
I'll catch your smile on someone's face. Your whisper in the wind's embrace. Through diamond stars and songs, and dreams. I find your love in everything.
I started out. Innocent and young. With a thirst for love. A search for fun. . I grew up fast. This mirror in my soul. Reflecting back. What I'd been told.
If I wanted to say to you. That I wanted to see your face again. That I want to hear you laughing. In spite of all the damage I've done. . If I wanted to hear you talkin'.
I wish, I wish my baby was born. Sittin on her mama's knee. But you, poor girl are dead and gone. And grass is growing over thee.. . Oh I'm not no saint, no I never shall be.
Adam, you like having a drink or two. Sometimes twenty if you're feelin' blue. Sometimes one in the morning, so you can get out of bed. Ya like Jim, ya like Jack, ya like Makers Mark.
We started in the morning, carried well into the night. Throwing dirty dishes with all our might. Sad commentary on a marriage that has failed. Im at home getting hammered while shes out getting nailed.
(Hank Card/Kristen Nelson). Darling, do you talk to Irving when you're here alone?. What are all these calls to Irvine on the telephone?. Just then that phone rang; as I picked it up I knew.
Light in the parlor, fire in the grate. Clock on the mantle says it gettin' too late. Curtains in the window, snowy white. [Incomprehensible] on Sunday night.