Mom got drunk and Dad got drunk. At our Christmas party. We were drinkin' champagne punch. And homemade eggnog. Little sister brought her new boyfriend.
Mom got drunk and dad got drunk at our Christmas party. We were drinkin' champagne punch and homemade eggnog. Little sister brought her new boyfriend, he was a Mexican.
Well, I had me a horse, named Bad Luck. She wasn't good lookin', but she sure could buck. Yeah hoo, hey, hey. Yippee-yi-ki-yay. . I put my momma on her, she threw her in the air.
I left Houston, Texas on a gulf coast hurricane I was blowed down by a. Tornado washed up by the rain well my pappy wasn't happy with mehe told me to go.
I left Houston, Texas on a gulf coast hurricane I was blowed down by a. Tornado washed up by the rain well my pappy wasn't happy with mehe told me to go.
We made Oklahoma a little after three. Randy, his brother Bob, and my old GFC. We had some moonshine whiskey and some of Bob's homegrown. We were so messed up we didn't know if we were drunk or stoned.
If I were the king of this old crazy world. I'm telling you there'd be some changes made. In my golden crown, I'd lead the big parade. If I were king, there'd be some changes made.
It's the way you stroke my hair while I am sleepin'. It's the way you tell me things I don't know. It's the way you remember I came home late for dinner.
Packed my suitcase and I racked my brain. Bought a ticket on a late night train. Took a taxi through the pourin' rain. I'm comin' home to you. . Flew from Boston out to San Jose.
Good times come and then they go. The rain will fall the wind will blow. Through it all you gotta know. I'll do what I can do. To protect you right or wrong.
I wonder where my baby is tonight. I wonder where my baby is tonight. That street lamp ain't sayin'. The moon is out of sight. I wonder where my baby is tonight.
We were standin' on a mountain top. Where the cactus flowers grow. I was wishin' that the world would stop. When you said we'd better go. . We took a rowboat 'cross the Rio Grande.
There is a Barbie doll in the gravy boat up on mom's TV set. An angel made of Styrofoam holds Rita's cigarette. Santa waves an empty beer in his plastic hand.
We were at the Rhythm Room. In Scottsdale Arizona. It was in the summertime it must have been '02. We got there way too early and we sat around for hours.
I left Houston, Texas on a Gulf Coast Hurricane. I was blown down by tornadoes, washed up by the rain. Well my pappy wasn't happy with me, he told me to go.
Standin' down on Main Street. Across from Mr. Blues. In my faded leather jacket. And my weathered Brogan shoes. A chill north wind was blowin'. But the spring was comin' on.
Truth is all I'm looking for From town to town And door to door. Happiness is nothing more Than Sunday at the zoo. Ridin' high inside the wires Is the sum of all my desires.
When I was a young boy. The only things that really mattered were. Making friends and having fun. Walkin' down the railroad track. 'Til you reached the river.
Seems like yesterday I was here. Dreamin' my life away and drinkin' beer. Staying up till dawn strummin' on guitars. Sleepin' all day long just like the big rock stars.
Daddy had a Buick and Mama loved to ride. Daddy like to drive it and Mama liked to glide. Four white walls constantly in motion. from the Great Smoky Mountains to the California ocean,.