Love, it's true that when it comes to you. I've tried to keep my two feet on the ground. My, it's strange how quickly life can change. You've got my nights and days all turned around.
True love knows the way. Across the sea of time. Straight to the place we long to find.. It's true, love contains, a promise and a lie. It paints those pretty blue and sunny skies..
First she gets angry. Then she gets sad. Then she's decided. It wasn't so bad. . This is the last time. This time he swore. She forgives him. Just this once more.
On my ride to you. Where am I gonna go. When you're gone. Someday soon we'll all move through. This car won't bring me back to you. Oh no. . I look for you in your chair.
well i ain't gonna marry. neither settle down. i'm gonna sit right here. 'til i tear this barrel house down. . ain't no use a weepin' and there ain't no need to cry.
Well, I married me a wife. She gave me trouble all my life. Ran me out in the cold rain and snow. Rain and snow, rain and snow. She ran me out in the cold rain and snow.
travelling with the rodeo its the only life he'll ever no. started in new mexico musta been a thousand years ago. and he use to be the best they say at riding young wild horses.
Rise in the morning shakin wits from your head. Cussin that morning sun as your crawling out of your bed. Knees in your back say its time for you to slow down.
I'm not tryin' to start anything. by comin' up to you tonight. I know that he's yours now. it's sinkin' in with time. But tonight I've had to much to drink.
It was down in a grove off Curlew Creek. Mr. Brown went out on her porch to sweep. Was the Sabbath Day, late July. The day Mrs. Brown was bound to die.
Well, I've done it every way they say it oughta be done. But if I can't be me, well, it ain't much fun. So I bowed out, said, "I gotta go. Gotta crank it on up, I got to free my soul.
Well, I've done it every way they say it oughta be done. But if I can't be me, well, it ain't much fun. So I bowed out, said, "I gotta go. Gotta crank it on up, I got to free my soul.
I've got some mighty tall tales from livin' hard and fast. I'm a walkin,' talkin,' livin,' breathin,' portrait of my past. I've double-crossed the devil, prayed the Lord my soul to keep.