Just when you think that you know it all. You'll never fall and that it's all good. And you're gonna win again, it's a sin, that's gonna mess you up. .
I said. I think I'm workin' too hard. And you said yeah. I said. I just might quit that job. And you said yeah. . I can't say your not listening. But baby won't you talk to me.
Bobby's perfecting his Frisbee technique. I'm working on my tan. Neighbor comes over looking none to pleased. For a word across the back fence. Wonders would it be too much to ask.
So bartender set me up with the triple crown. Double ain't enough when I'm feelin' this down. I'll celebrate the misfortune I've found. With my own version of the triple crown.
Working too hard for way too little. Way too long, got to work that damn bluze. But I feel like a damn dog. Country song. Bust man are riding like a i run it new.
This old '85 Chevrolet damn sure seen better Days. But it still get's me down the Road. The same old Job I had, for 15 year. No it ain't so bad. The Hours are long and the Pay is low.
Sunset by the lake. Looked just like a dream. My world stopped on a dime. When she hopped out of that jeep. . All my buddies said. "Boy don't waste your time.
THERE'S NOTHING LIKE A GOOD HOME. GROWN TOMATO. AND KIDS THESE DAYS STILL WATCH. TOO MUCH TV. FOLKS DON'T STICK TOGETHER LIKE. THEY USED TO. I MAY BE WRONG BUT THAT'S WHAT I.
Sometimes in the morning, my coffee gets ice cold. And I'll burn up three cigarettes, 'fore I have my first smoke. Miss my exit on the way to work every now and then.
I'VE BEEN DOWN ON MY LUCK. I'VE BEEN DOWN ON MY KNEES. WELL, I'VE BEEN DOWNTOWN. AND I'VE BEEN DOWN ON THE FARM. I CAN'T BE SATISFIED. SO I'M GONNA HAVE TO FIND.
the biggest thing. to ever hit this town. was a flood of 53 and most folk would agree but some might argue. it was a girl name jane. yea the hurrican of 68 that nearly blew this town away but if you ask me.
It's hard to find a man today with a good word for his neighbor. Except the one he's a talkin' to at the time. Should you find a man of God who'll have to talk to many.
If you see your brother standin' by the road. With a heavy load from the seeds he sowed. And if you see your sister fallin' by the way. Just stop and say you're goin' the wrong way.
Her head rolls back and forth. Amidst the billows of her long black shiny hair. As she contemplates the ecstasy of some other love. That now she wished was there.
Let's not fight it anymore unpack the bags and close the door I'll never leave you. Though you lied right from the start I can't convince my stupid heart.
Six foot six stood on the ground weighed two hundred and thirty five pounds. I saw that giant of a man brought down to his knees by love. He's the kind of a man that would gamble his luck.
I know I'm not your first love they're just a past memory. But I'm the one who's got you now and that's all that matters to me. I know other arms have held you but I'm not jealous of these.
Listen while I tell you bout a place I know down in Tennessee where the tall corn grows. Hidden from the world in a bunch of pines. The moon's a little bashful and it seldom shines.
Tell her you love her today tell her in your own simple way. It's the same old story to her it's never old. And even though she knows it she likes to be told.
Take me take me to your darkest room close every window and bolt every door. The very first moment I heard your voice I'd be in darkness no more. Take me to your most barren desert a thousand miles from the nearest sea.