Ever think about your high school friends All the kids that you knew back when If you'd pass'em on the street today You just might see they've gone a
One in a million in a lonely town Two hundred people trying to keep me down I've taken all I can, I ain't lookin' back Small town boy in a back yard lot
Long ago the brothers fought But still the tears are shed So here we stand no wiser than before Still the hunter rules the hearts of men Whether I'm
Hello, I am your heart And you've got me broken one too many times Oh, hello, this is your heart speaking And you've got me hurt boy one too many times
Breakin' rocks in the hot sun I fought the law and the law won I fought the law and the law won I needed money 'cause I had none I fought the law and
I've been lookin' for a love Someone to hold as I lay sleeping I'm not talkin' about someone Who's scared of promises or keepin' 'em I'm just lookin'
Hello, I am your heart And you got me broken one too many times Oh hello, this is your heart speakin' And you got me hurt boy, one too many times Goin
Sleep deprived an' fallin' apart Starin' down your demons, out there in the dark At the end of the tunnel, you can see a light Well, if that ain't a train
Oh, Grandpa wore his suit to dinner nearly every day No particular reason, he just dressed that way Brown necktie with a matching vest and both his wingtip
Saw her there in the fading light In full bloom on a summer night Nothing but the man in the moon Was standing in my way I was drunk on the warm sweet
One parrot in a cage At the home of a friend Is reason to wonder and stare Green wings and red face And a sapphire belly A racket so loud As to out shout
Sitting on the top of the world One summer day, She went away. She gone and left me, She gone to stay. But now she gone, And I don't worry. 'Cause I'
Going up to the country, baby, do you wanna go? Going up to the country, tell me do you wanna go? We're going to some place that we've never been before
Blue Monday morning at the factory gate Almost time to clock in The boys were bettin' that Joe wouldn't show 'Cause they had seen him over the weekend
Mashed potatos, lima beans, Redeye gravy, collard greens, Cutest waitress you've ever seen, Down at junior's grill. Sweet ginger brings your plate, Always
My heart was warm with family love as I slipped into a chair Beside my uncle john, my daughters 'cross the table there I'd walked the docks in misty rain
Way down in the delta Where the days move slow There's a squeeze box player Name a Little Johnny O He's got a four piece band And they're playin' real
Goodbye Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh Me gotta go, pole the pirogue down the bayou My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh Son of a gun, we?ll have good