Sometimes this time of year. I get a little moody. Pour some sweet red wine to ease my mind. And i close my eyes and wonder. through old memories. And everytime I do.
Yeah. . Just look at him laughing out loud. Life of the party. And look at me trying to be strong. Fighting the tears. . How can he just sit there acting.
There's a half dressed mama running through the front yard. Waving a briefcase a hollerin'. There's mailman stumbling to his truck. With a dog on his leg that sure could use a collar and.
Well, Hank made a living out of lonely. Sang like a freight train whistle moan. Said,"You'll never get out of this world alive". As if he'd always known, Lord, Lord.
As I walked through my garden today picking flowers for a pretty bouquet. Never many shades of blue white lilies and violets too. But I've picked these long stem roses just for you.
Come on and write write write me a letter send that letter by mail. Send that letter in care of the Tupelo County jail. . Come on and wish me the best of love dear there's no one to go my bail.
Go on look down your righteous nose at me. But you've made me everything that I've turned out to be. In very few words I can tell you where everything went wrong.
Hang down your head Tom Dooley hang down your head and cry. Hang down your head Tom Dooley poor boy you're bound to die. . I met her on the mountain there I took her life.
There's a thoudand miles in back of me and many more to go. Ridin' on a freight train feeling mighty low. I keep a wonderin' why she quit me but I guess I'll never know.
Any girl who hangs out in a honky tonk who smokes my cigarettes and drinks my wine. Some call her a bad girl but to me she means the world. Cause she's holding these lonely hands of mine.
(If you're leaving in the morning don't wake me up to say goodbye. I'll be dreaming back of you or so back to our first hello. And don't want to wake up just to cry).
Oh boy that's where my money goes. I've got a gal in Monroeville she won't dance but her sister will. Oh boy that's where my money goes. And I've got a gal out in Florida she won't swing but the show will sway.
Maybe tomorrow I won't come home maybe you won't even care. At seven you'll throw a kiss toward the door and smile at my empty chair. For there's nothing here for a man to cling to nothing to keep me at home.
TEN THOUSAND DRUMS. (Mel Tillis - Carl Smith). '52 Cedarwood Publishing. . Waitin' waitin' for the redcoats to come. But all I hear in my frozen ears is ten thousand drums.
Take my hand and walk with me. Along life's road in harmony. My body's warm my heart is free. Take my hand and walk with me. . Take the love I offer you.
Anybody can find someone. To rev em up and turn em on. And baby its a lot of fun but then what. When a little time has past. You take off your Mardi Gras mask.
They both feel it when they kiss. And it breaks his heart the way its breaking his. Another night pretending nothings wrong. But they both know that shes already gone.
You took me out on a date. I said I wouldnt out too late. Agreed to let you just hold my hand. I drew a line in the sand. You tried to kiss me in your car.
Today was going to be the day. He already wrote the note. And parked that Chevrolet. At the end of that dead end road. . Had his finger on the trigger.
A man in my shoes runs a life and. all the papers lie tonight. but falling over you. is the news of the day. . Angels fall like rain. and love, is all of heaven away.