(Jonathan Kingham & Mark Erelli). . She was the parson's only daughter. And a poor sharecropper's dream. Her voice as sweet as falling water. From the cool clear mountain stream.
A little bit of croonin'. A little bit of spoonin'. A little bit of swoonin'. And a lot of honeymoonin'. . Now that's my trademark. Oh, that's my trademark.
Three days that I dread to see you arrive. Three days that I hate to be alive. Three days filled with tears and sorrow. Yesterday, today and tomorrow.
When the whispering wind blows on by. Autumn leaves start to fly. When the whispering wind blows on by. . What will I do to keep me warm?. When it comes, winter storm.
Tell me that you love me, tell me that your mine. I wanna hear you say it, till the end of time. Baby, I discovered who you really are. You're the song that's playin', playin' in my heart.
mama said rained all week but it sure did help the heat i cant wait to feel the rain on my face, wet grass under my feet the county paved, the road to our house guess they finall got tired of hearing dads mouth said it sure is nice ridin to town.
I can see it all so clearly as I'm lookin' back. I was headed down the wrong way on a one-way track. There must be a million chances that a fool could take.
I've cried an ocean of salty tears, so torn apart by love. Struggled through so many lonely years, dying for a lover's touch. Now that I'm lying here safe in your arms.
Hers on one side, his on the other. One Saturday in June. The organ drones and her cousin's singin'. Just a little bit out of tune. . Her ex is here and his is too.
We wash our clothes, we press our shirts. We brush our teeth and we go to work. We fill our tanks and we wax our cars. We edge our driveways and mow our yards.
I don't look good in no Armani suits. No Gucci shoes or designer boots. I've tried the latest lines from A to Z. But there's just one thing that looks good on me.
Pull up a seat, strange we should meet, tonight. You look so alone, and baby so am I. You could write my story,. Just whisper I love you Lorrie. Yeah baby, just maybe, you could be the next one.
You thought the hart part would be saying that it's over. You thought the hard part would be telling me goodbye. But compared to life without my love, I can guarantee.
Softly I hear you talking. I see you walking right out the door. Faintly I hear you tell me. That you don't love me anymore. . Surely I must be dreaming.
You don't remember me. But I remember you. It was not so long ago. You broke my heart in two. . Tears on my pillow. Pain in my heart caused by you. . If we could start anew.
I'll just keep on falling in love 'til I get it right. Right now I'm like a wounded bird hungry for the sky. But if I try my wings and try long enough I'm bound to learn to fly.
Darling I can see the clouds around you. And in your heart I know a sorrow grows. But if you weep I'll be right here to hold you. 'Til each tear you cry becomes a rose.
Along about eighteen and twenty-five. I left Tennessee very much alive. I never would have got through the Arkansas mud. If I hadn't been a-ridin on the Tennessee stud.