That picture hangin' on the wall. Was painted by a friend. He gave it to me all down and out. When he owed me ten It doesn't look like much I guess. But it's all that's left of him. It sure is ni
That picture hangin' on the wall. Was painted by a friend. He gave it to me all down and out. When he owed me ten. Now it doesn't look like much I guess. But it's all that's left of him. And it
Darlin' don't walk out on me. Tryin' to teach me a lesson. Thinkin' you'll come back to a better man. If you don't like the way things go. Just stay here and tell me so. 'cause there's one thing
Comfort me said she. With your conversation. With the cocktails. And the candlelight. In your eyes. It's funny how we hunger. For some inspiration. And everything else. That money just won't b
Babes in the woods. Oh which way to go. Babes in the woods. No one to say no. Pretty people come to me. Cry your heart all out. Tell me what it's all about Who remembers kerouac. What was that
Day's full of rain. Sky's coming down again. I get so tired. Of these same old blues. Same old song. Baby it won't be long. 'fore I'll be tying on. My flyin' shoes. Flyin' shoes. 'til I'll be
Darlin' don't walk out on me tryin' to teach me a lesson. Thinkin' you'll come back to a better man. If you don't like the way things go. Just stay here and tell me so. 'Cause there's one thing ab
Day's full of rain. The sky's coming down again. I get so tired. Of these same old blues Same old song. And baby it won't be long. 'Til I'll be tying on. My flyin' shoes My flyin' shoes. 'Til I
If I needed you, would you come to me?. Would you come to me and ease my pain?. If you needed me, I would come to you. I'd swim the seas for to ease your pain In the night forlorn, ah, the morning'
Now I was driving down. A west texas highway. I saw a hitchhiker. And his thumb was pointing my way. He didn't look suspicious. And he didn't look any too clean. . I put on my brakes. And I op
Well, the last time I remember. That train stopping at the depot. Was when me and my aunt veta. Came riding back from waco. I remember I was wearing. My long pants and we was sharing. Conversati
My days they are the highway kind. They only come to leave. But the leaving I don't mind. It's the coming that I crave. Pour the sun upon the ground. Stand to throw a shadow. Watch it grow into
Well won't you lend your lungs to me. Mine are collapsing. Plant my feet and bitterly breathe. Up the time that's passing. And breath I'll take and breath I'll give. And pray the day's not poison
My days they all are the highway kind. They only come to leave. But the leaving I don't mind. It's the coming that I crave Pour the sun upon the ground. Stand to throw a shadow. Watch it grow int
Some folks say there ain't no bears in arkansas. Some folks never seen a bear at all. Some folks say that bears go around eating babies raw. Some folks got a bear across the hall. . Some folks sa
Mary martin was a schoolgirl. Just seventeen or so. When she married billy archer. About fourteen years ago. Not even out of high school. Folks said it wouldn't last. But when you grow up in the
Now I was driving down a West Texas highway. I saw a hitchhiker and his thumb was pointing my way. He didn't look suspicious. He didn't look any too clean So I put on my brakes and I opened my door
Well the last time I remember. The train stopping at the depot. Was when me and my Aunt Veta. We came riding back from Waco Well I remember I was wearing. My long pants and we was sharing. Conver
The sun she went down like a curtain. And Lord, Memphis looks, looks bigger at night. And all the tattooed boys in their uniforms. They stepped in and out of the light She bought me good whiskey in
It's a busted old town. On the plains of West Texas. The drugstore's closed down. The river's run dry. And the semis roll through. Just like stainless steel stallions Goin' hard, goin' fast, goin
Six o'clock silence. Of a new day beginning. Is heard in the small texas town. Like a signal from nowhere. The people who live there. Are up and moving around. 'cause there's bacon to fry. And
Six o'clock silence of a new day beginning. Is heard in a small Texas town. Like a signal from nowhere the people who live there. They're up and they're moving around 'Cause there's bacon to fry an
When you want me. I'll come knockin'. At your door. At your door. One of these days now. You'll be rockin'. You'll be rockin'. In my arms once more Buddy I'm late again. I'm late again. I'm l
When you want me. I'll come knockin'. At your door. At your door. One of these days now. You'll be rockin'. You'll be rockin'. In my arms once more. . Buddy I'm late again. I'm late again.
I've had enough. Of words and games. I don't think I know you. I can't forget your name. Your eyes are clear. The way is strange. The light's in the hallway. If you forget your way. . You wer