Randy Travis & Linda Davis. (Writers: Skip Ewing, Tim Mensy). . (Randy). Well, the sun beats down and the sand gets hot. Where I break my back hauling endless rock.
We met at The Broken Spoke Restaurant and Lounge. I lit your cigarette, then you wrote your number down. On the inside of a matchbook that was layin' on the bar.
Now that I've looked in your eyes. Felt your heartbeat next to mine. I can't think of anything but you.. . It was only moments that we shared. And now you're with me everywhere.
Now that Ive looked in your eyes. Felt your heartbeat next to mine. I cant think of anything but you. . It was only moments that we shared. And now youre with me everywhere.
Well the sun beats down and the sand gets hot. Where I break my back hauling endless rock. For a man made God. I really dont believe in. I shoulder the rope and I bear the strain.
(Skip Ewing/Tim Mensy). . Well the sun beats down and the sand gets hot. Where I break my back hauling endless rock. For a man made God. I really don't believe in.