I'm tired of smokin' cigarettes. I'm tired of my own whiskey breath. I'm tired of cryin' without warnin'. And stayin' up till mornin'. Baby, won't you come home I'm tired of lying 'bout you leavin
My buddies say don't do it. There's no way I can win. They've seen you put me through it. Time and time again Does it make you happy, baby. To make me so sad?. How can a woman look so good. Make
Just another lazy southern Sunday. The time is hanging in the air. There's a hoot owl softly calling. Off in the distance somewhere There's nothing left for me to go back home to. There's nothing
I could hear 'em talking as I was laying in that hole. With a mountain of trouble weighing on my soul. They all stood around kicking dirt on my grave. It's a miracle I'm standing here today I'm wal