(Harlan Howard). . That cold north wind is blowing grey eyes you know. The years are quickly going grey eyes you know. And the good life I promised you so long ago.
(Harlan Howard). . Green River, I've come back to you do you remember me. Do you remember Molly with the soft blue eyes. I left here with a lot of dreams none of them came true.
You don't want a home and the family you say you just can't live that slow. You like your music loud and you like that swinging crowd. So say goodbye and go cat go.