Just a lad I was of thirteen years. When my father passed away. And I had to take a job as a deck hand. On the Molly May. . And the time I spent one Summer past.
It's been a long time 'comin. But I'm finally on my way. 14 years at Edyville's a might price to pay. Once your week away from home's turned into all these years.
I was cleaning out the closet, throwin' things away. I'd forgotten all about it, when I looked, there it lay. I picked it up, found a frame and hung it in the hall.
I rise with the sun cause my work is never done. And those leftover chores from the midnight before are still waiting for me. And once again i'm caught between this rock and hard place.
CHORUS: Way down in the state of Florida Florida,. . Where the old Swannee River flows. . Where my sunshine is waiting for me. . Way down where the orange tree grows.
A man once said that the pinnacle of success. Is when you've finally lost interest. In money, compliments, and publicity. A noble enough idea, I suppose.
Hold back the rushing minutes, make the wind lie still. Don't let the moonlight shine across the lonely hill. Dry all the raindrops, hold back the sun.
The one I love so much told me goodbye it hurt so much but I didn't cry. I let a smile hide my misery mama you'd have been proud of me. Yesterday I thought to him just like a friend smiled and asked him how he'd been.
Busted flat in Baton Rouge. Waitin' for the train. Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans. Bobby thumbed a diesel down. Just before it rained. Rode us all the way to New Orleans.
Come here my precious little boy. Mommy loves you so. We've got big things to talk about. Some things you have to know. . And though you're only four years old.
Makin' memories to last the lifetime. A lifetime I'll be living without you. It feels so good to be in your arms tonight. And to think it's the last time don't seem right.
Mama kiss the hurt away yes mama kiss the hurt away. When I was just a little girl I'd fall down and skinned up my knees. But mama would say let me kiss the hurt away then it'll be all better.
Make the world go away. And get it off my shoulder. Say the things you used to say. And make the world go away. . Do you remember when you loved me. Before the world took me astray?.
If I was mean as you. I would of done that to. I'd be running down your name. While I'll be putting of the flame. With someone new. . If I had a streak like that.
She grew up plain and simple in a farming town.. Her daddy played the fiddle. And used to do the calling when they had hoedowns.. She said the neighbors would come.
My father's body lies beneath the snow. High on a hill in Holmes County, Ohio. From there you can look out across the fields. A farmer guides his horses home as day to darkness bends.
My love is a fever. My love is a fable. My love is jazz licks. Improvised by toddlers. Bold Ulysses by nursery rhyme. And firelight. . My love is a metamorphosis.
Someone's moving 'round inside of me. Someone's setting up shop where I can't see. But I'm fine. But I'm fine. In this melancholy room. . Someone opened up my mouth to speak.
Same old question. Without words. So familiar. Seldom heard. If I answer. I confess. I am only. Just a guess. And with my eyes. It's hard to see. With my ears.