Where the hell are you running to. Trying to find yourself a life?. Look at yourself, youre standing still. The night could cut you like a knife. . Theres no hope now left in this world.
Cows are standing in the fields today. The sun it shines there'll be no rain. A mile or more were on our way. Traffic slows to a crawl. . Running out of jokes to tell.
Barks the dog, in the kitchen. There's someone knockin' on my back door. Woke me up, late this morning. As if I hadn't slept already enough. If I won the lotto, I'd be much better off.
Well, here's a story 'bout a southern gal. She got all the parts and she's built quite well. And her name is Dixie Dynamite. She's a lady with beauty and grace.
Wind stood still and my feet were cold. Was a lightning storm as the story unfolds. Colors of the light and the sky was blue. Sounds of spring in the morning rain.