Lord it's the same old tune, fiddle and guitar Where do we take it from here? Rhinestone suits and new shiny cars It's been the same way for years We
Slippin' and a-slidin', playin' Dominoes Leftin' and a-rightin' ain't a crime, you know Well, I gotta tell the story before it's time to go Well, are
I've always been crazy and the trouble that it's put me through And busted for things that I did, and I didn't do I can't say I'm proud of all of the
Busted flat in Baton Rouge an' headed for the trains Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans Bobby thumbed the diesel down just before it rained Took us all
I got my song and I got you with me tonight Maybe it's time we got back to the basics of love Let's go to Luckenbach, Texas With Waylon and Willie and
I've held it all inward, God knows, I've tried But it's an awful awakening in a country boy's life To look in the mirror in total surprise At the hair
Some have said down through history If you last, it's a mystery But I guess they don't know what they're talking about From the mountains down to the
I come from the country Grew up over [Incomprehensible] There are places I ain't welcomed And I had to loot and cry I slipped in the back door Still
How much is it worth to live in L.A.? That land of silk and money where the pretty people play When they itemize insanity, how much will you pay? How
Well, he smoked those Camel cigarettes about three packs a day Nicotine stains on his fingers when he'd stretch them out to play That old midnight special
How many times must I tell her? How many times must I say? I won't be around to pick her up again From now on she'll have to find her own way How many
Sally used to carry my friends to school Sally was a big old girl Did my homework 'cause I was a fool Sally was a good old girl When I want a kiss or
Well, my baby you're a looker and I know what you're looking for You've been looking over, every man at the bar Honey, I know, I've got a few years on
She's the womb that you left And she's the pride that you kept She's the innocence That you left back in your youth She's the poems that you read She
Don't sing them songs about the open road I've lost too many rainbows chasin' pots of gold I still remember what my baby said It's still a knockin' 'round
Staring at the door Every night I'm thinking more and more About walkin' out that door I know someday I will Though I'm standing still someday I will
Like a muddy river running wild and deep You've got a flaming memory that keeps burning me Just when I think you love me, doubt creeps in I still feel
Was it really years ago? It seems like only yesterday The last time that I saw You laugh at me and fly away I remember all of the good times And the
