Some people say I'm one of those guys. With blessings in life overlooked. Sometimes I feel like the tatter torn pages. Of some old paperback book. . All the places Ive played and the money Ive made.
I'm gonna polish my best boots. I'm gonna put on my best hat. I'm gonna drive on down to the dancehall. That sits by the railroad tracks. Well the band there mixes fiddles.
Her name was Stella. And she was old and gray. She had her rusty strings and keys. And the tuner, it took a pair of pliers. And lots of elbow grease. She awakened me to the melody.
(clay blaker/jim lauderdale). (track 1 - time 2:46). . It's only 'cause you're lonely, that you're wanting me. I'm just a way to get you through your misery.