i guess it's human nature. tuggin' at my sleeve. that gets me thinking too much. 'bout what i'm 'sposed to be. i keep aiming higher. like everybody else.
(Byron Hill/Cyril Rawson). . Money won't dry your tears. And words ain't always true. Flowers are nice to look at. But they won't satisfy you. . But, honey, love will.
Nickels and dimes. Memories and wine. She's on his mind once again. The same old stool. The same old fool. Played by the rules but didn't win. There's an old love in his heart that he can't lose.
(J.B. Rudd/Byron Hill). . If I was a drinkin' man like I used to be. I'd get myself a bottle and you'd be history. You made me a thinkin' man when you walked out.
Not so long ago on his way home from work. Hed stop by the side of the road. Step out of that old beat up ford. That he drove. . And hed walk around, searchin the ground.
Honey they're bringin' out a TV crew. They wanna do a story 'bout me and you. They'll be stringin' up bright lights in the backyard. . There'll be cameras on their shoulders.
Hey ole buddy, how you been?. Not much has changed here on my end. No I don't think she's comin' back. We better not get into that. . Let's talk about baseball, talk a little small talk.
It sure is nice, sittin' on this porch. Pickin' these old time songs. No matter how far I get from here. This place still feels like home. . Remember all those summer nights.
If I could only turn back time. To the days when you were mine. I'd wrap you up with these two arms. And never let you go. . I'd say the things I didn't say.
Not so long ago. On his way home from work. He'd stop by the side of the road. Step out of that old beat up Ford. That he drove. And he'd walk around.
Honey they're bringin' out a TV crew. They wanna do a story 'bout me and you. They'll be stringin' up bright lights in the backyard. There'll be cameras on their shoulders.
Jenny told Tom that she was leavin'. Never thought it would come to that. Can't you almost feel that ol' ground shake. All the way from where they're at.