cynical heart just melted ?Cause I figured what this get together meant How it ended year of tears and sad confusion That the little girl had spent And they told the band
Nothing in this world such a pure delight As a fais-do-do on a Saturday night Work your tail off all week long But forget about your troubles with a party
Merry-go-rounds and burial grounds Are all the same to me. Horses on post and kids and ghosts Are spirits that we ought to set free. Then city slicker
He'll never love you Like I can love you No matter what you've heard him say I know he's tempting you I know that he's strong Any love but our love Is
In 1814 we took a little trip, Along with colonel jackson down the mighty mississip. We took a little bacon and we took a little beans, And we fought
She's history No one would give her a star on the walk She'd have a hundred if pillows could talk Where have I seen her before? She's the face on the
Don't You Hear Jerusalem Moan Don't you hear Jerusalem moan? Don't never let a chicken get big enough to crow Don't you hear Jerusalem moan? Don
Seems like lately we're losin' touch Work too hard and worry too much I think it's time for me and you To get back to what we used to do We'd steal away
Baby it's no mystery You don't have to tell me What you're doing here With all the stars in your blue eyes Washed away by disappointed tears You say
I got myself a sweetheart A real good steady job A house up on the hillside Who's price keeps goin' up Soakin' in my hot tub Life's workin' out just
Life is like a hurricane It brings the wind, it brings the rain Mud and bone and tangled vine Pick the grape and drink the wine Laissez le bon temps,
All alone in a sleepless night Passing time with a runaway moon Talkin' to myself Wishing I was somewhere else It's been too long since I held you girl
I saw your face across the room Caught me like a favorite tune Talking about my girl on the radio (Ooh ooh) I knew I had to say hello A special moment
Come and listen to my story if you will I'm gonna tell About a gang of fellers from down at Nashville First I'll start with old Red Foley doin' the 'Chattanooga
He was a long tall stranger from way down south Where he'd left his life behind He had a big old Gibson and a pickup truck And Shenandoah eyes And I remember
At 16 she quit high school To make a fortune in the promise land Got a job behind the counter Of an all-night hamburger stand She wrote faithfully home
Get up on your high horse, woman Get up on your high horse now And get up on your high horse, woman I'll make it up to you somehow Moonlit shadow, she
I can still remember my first guitar Bright and shiny like a brand new car Even took it with me when I went to school And I practiced every day till I