Why do I, choose the things I choose,. Why do I, always find some lame excuse,. Why do I, not realize what I could do,. Oh, I wish I knew the reason why,.
I asked the man who drove the bus. To let me off at Maple Avenue. He looked at me through puzzled eyes. And said, "You don't live around here, do you?".
(Gary Nicholson/Delbert McClinton). . I have walked through a world of temptation. I have witnessed the power of gold. I told myself I would not surrender.
(Travis Tritt/Gary Nicholson). . I've been working and slaving, no time for misbehaving. 'Till I'm just about to lose my mind. And I'm starting now to wonder if I'll make it out from underneath.
(Wade Hayes/Chick Rains). . I was born in Oklahoma in 1969. My daddy played the honky tonks. Out on the county line. One night he took me with him. Through those swingin' doors.
Because the light always finds the darkest corner. And the raindrop always will rise to the clouds on high. And the red leaf falls back down to the garden.
I went to the reunion. Of the class of '84. And I saw my old sweetheart. Who said she just divorced. . We talked about the good days. And the life we once planed.
Caught myself worrying again today. Seems like it's always something, something I can't change. I'm either looking back, haunted by regret. Or finding trouble with tomorrow that hasn't even happened yet.
In a caf just off I-65 I seen a man. and a woman and a baby child. they were laughing,. smiled at me when they went to pay. . And the way she was talking.
Twenty-one days out on the road,. the van broke down in a foot of snow.. Don't even know where the hell we are,. the batteries gone and the phone won't charge..