Women. Can't live with 'em. And somehow you can't ever live without. . Women. Can't understand 'em. But tryin' to is what makes the world go 'round. .
That mornin' sun made its way. Through the windshield of my Chevrolet. Whiskey eyes and ashtray breath. On a chert rock gravel road. . What the hell did I do last night?.
I said, "Mama don't you worry. I'm getting by just fine out on the road. Yeah, tonight we played in Knoxville. And tomorrow night it's back to Music Row.
Hangin' with the two-bit ladies. Soakin' up the Florida sun. Ridin' in a new Mercedes. Wondering if i ever did anything to have this much fun. I hope I'm sane by the time I'm done....
Down in Mississippi. It's a perfect time of year. To break out the jumper cables. And try to crank this ol' John Deere. . Well, I can't wait to fire it up.
Mary and I were the perfect picture of love. But my world started spinnin' around. 'Til it wasn't enough. I tried to hang on to the heaven she made just for me.
I was just a normal guy. Life was just a nine to five. With bills and pressure. Piled up to the sky. She never asked. She knew I'd be. Hangin' with my wilder friends.
I left Montgomery on North 65. I was restless and ready to give Nashville a try. I rolled into town with a sound of my own. Somewhere between Jennings and Jones.
I was there in my trailer,. Down at the job site. The day that this stranger walked in. His face looked so sad, and he carried a set of blueprints. And as I unrolled them, the first thing I noticed.
As you walk my way. Do you see my face. Sad behind a smile. Fake it for awhile. Tell me what should I do?. . Can I get closer to you. Tell me the truth.
Well you rolled out of bed and stubbed your toe. And I heard you almost cuss. And I fought back the urge to laugh. Just listen to you fuss. Then you overdid the coffee.