Ain't nothin' in the world that I like better. Than bacon & lettuce & home grown tomatoes. Up in the mornin' out in the garden. Get you a ripe one don't get a hard one.
Sorry 'bout your mama. Sorry 'bout your paw. Sorry 'bout the business. With your brother-in-law. Hard cheese about the money man. Hard cheese about the stock.
Who wouldn't notic the fire in your eyes. Or the bitter direction of impending goodbyes. I'm fallen and folded and wilted in place. At the sight of you standing with streaks down your face.
Some days I think this old machine is out to get me. Some days she does what I tell her. It's like dancing with a widow-maker forty hours a week. You know I'm talkin' 'bout a big ol' D-10 caterpillar.
A hand is just another kind of hammer made of steel. Beating blindly on the anvil a hammer cannot feel. But a hand is for reaching out and touching all you can.
One man's hawk is another man's dove, one man's hug is another man's shove. One man's rock is another man's sand, one man's fist is another man's hand.
Well, who wouldn't notice the fire in your eyes?. Or the bitter direction of impending goodbyes?. I'm fallin', I'm folded, I'm welded in place,. At the sight of you standin' with streaks down your face..