Well the world were living in has gone completely insane. Riding to the wall from all across the land. The wars been over twenty years but they still come who can.
Well, I've been beatin' the bushes all week long. Can't seem to save a dollar. Apartment's empty, I'm all alone. Won't you listen to a grown man holler?.
The Blue Ridge Mountains were turning green. The last time I saw her face. Rose colored glasses can't hide the pain. Neither can your satin and lace. .
Seven seas, seven skies. Lightning strikes and brave men die. Tatanka great, Tatanka small. When darkness comes, they kill them all, Tatanka. . You take what you want but you don't ask.
Making my way across Dixie, eighteen sixty-five. I walked all day and halfway to heaven. Now believe I'm on the other side. Day turns into night time, night time's by my side.
Well I pulled out of canyon county, great cradle of the west. My mama and me and one alone dog tryin' to do our best. Strangers all around me said no one knew my name.
Ridin that night and the, the moon is high. Gotta hell hound on my trail. Got to cross the Rio Grande. And never let me out of that jail. Feel the cool desert air whippin' across my face.
Old biker dream rollin' to the rally. In the wind with long legged sally. Smell rice burnin' won't you step aside, yeah. True Americana is the only ride.
Four decades ago an man left Mississippi. To fight the war in Vietnam. Did two tours and got shot received the metal of honor. When he got home he wasn,t the same man.
A King without a sword. A land without a King. The truth without a voice. One song left to sing. One song to sing. . A wise man told me there's something you should know.
On the edge of sundown, a man rode into town. His clothes were old and dirty like the guns he wore low down. And as he rode the people stared, tried to look on him.
Mama had dreams but daddy had plans. I lived on Mama's love and learned from Daddy's hands. They gave me all the freedom to be who I am. They took me from boy to man.
No. . Yea, meet me in the alley, Vargas Rendezvous. Call the boys, get some ribs and a mess of cold beer too. Lord get the feet bag on back to Mississippi.
When I came to your house. I heard the backdoor slam. You was having fun. With your part time man. . I know, you'll find time. To slip away. I'm gonna get my gun.
I just saw an Angel in Dixie. In Heaven the other night. On my way to New Orleans. Can't get her off my mind. . There's many miles of highway. Between me and the county line.