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I got a woman she's wild as Rome
She likes to lay naked and be gazed upon She crosses a bridge and then sets it on fire Lands like a bird on a telephone wire Wine bottles scattered like last nights clothes Cigarettes, papers, and dominoes She laughs for a minute about the shape I'm in Says, "You be the sinner honey, I'll be the sin." Chorus: I'm gonna holler and I'm gonna scream I'm gonna get me some mescaline She brings me roses and a place to lean A drunken poets dream There's some money on the table and a pistol on the floor Some old paper back books of Louis L'Amour She says, "Honey, don't worry 'bout judgement day." All these people goin' to heaven, they're just in our way Repeat Chorus And all my life I laid around while the colors all turned blue Closed my eyes and finally found it brought me back to you I got a woman she's wild as Rome She likes to lay naked and be gazed upon She crosses a bridge then sets it on fire Lands like a bird on a telephone wire Repeat Chorus |
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The time has come, there is no second chance
We've been drifting on an empty aching sea You were the girl I never knew I wanted I was the boy you hoped you'd never see Chorus: And it's a shame that we ain't lovers We could have been somethin' so big and grand Just kissin' for hours underneath that sweet magnolia Beggin' for answers, tryin' to make a stand Been burnin' up the hours, talkin' to the midnight Just dreamin' of ways I could hold you next to me But maybe it just wasn't meant, all things have a reason Maybe our hearts were just to careless and free Chorus There was a time, when you would have had me There was a time I could have had you But it's too late, another path has come and gone again I'm at the back door with a broken window view thinkin' Chorus I'm tired of writin' but I can't put down my pen It's too late now to talk or turn back So just hold on, cause baby here we go again Headin' the wrong way down that one way track Chorus |
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Theres a girl downtown with freckles on
her nose Pencils in her pocket and ketchup on her clothes Shes a real nice girl, pretty as a plate The boys call her Katie when they ask her on a date And who knows Katie? Maybe you could be the one Theres a boy outside standin in the rain His hands are in his pockets hes a wonderin why he came Hes a real nice boy, slower than the fall The girls call him Billy if theyre callin him at all And who knows Billy? Maybe you could be the one Chorus: But hearts dont fly And words dont sing Boys like you cant buy no ring Loves not stuck It just moves slow Turn around a minute And away we go Billy walked inside, ordered up a drink He started gettin nervous and a wonderin what shed think She thought he looked nice, rough around the seams Just the kind of boy who could listen to her dreams And who knows Katie? Maybe he could be the one Well, they stepped outside, and took a little walk Katie held his hand and Billy even talked They sat by the pond, they didnt make a sound The night fell easy as the moon came down And who knows baby? Maybe we could be the one Repeat Chorus Theres a girl downtown with freckles on her nose Pencils in her pocket and ketchup on her clothes Shes a real nice girl, pretty as a plate The boys call her Katie when they ask her on a date And who knows Katie? Maybe you could be the one Who knows Katie? Maybe you could be the one Who knows baby? Maybe we could be the one |
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Arkansas, my head hurts
I love to stick around and maybe make it worse I got a girl out in Henrietta Her love's like tornado weather Its Girls like this that keep me trying She goes off like and air-raid siren Come in clean leave torn apart A Bad liver and a broken heart A Bad liver and a broken heart Indian summer Oklahoma sunset If there's a nicer place I haven't been there yet I'm standing outside of the (the) Blue Door Too tired to sleep Too drunk for more It nights like these that keep me trying A woman always knows when a man is lying Don't blame me I'm just playing a part Bad Liver and a Broken Heart Bad Liver and a Broken Heart (Solo verse and chorus) I'll get old before I'm good at this Who's the president? What year is it? Doesn't anybody care about truth anymore? Maybe that's what songs are for. You're the wind and I'm on fire This line of work no one retires Come in clean leave torn apart |
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I saw you leanin' on a memory
With your back turned to the crowd In that little bar on Murphy Where they play guitar too loud There were people drinkin' whiskey There were hearts about to leave It was cold as hell for Houston It was almost New Years Eve All the way from Beaumont With a white rose in my hand I could not wait forever babe, I hope you understand The night was feelin' lucky So I asked you to dance And the way you looked up at me Made me think I had a chance But when I put my arms around you I knew you weren't givin' in I hope it will be different if I pass this way again All the way from Beaumont With a white rose in my hand I could not wait forever babe, I hope you understand I walked the road to get here With a guitar and a case I'd of stopped in Pasadena If I'd known about this place But you looked like forever Where the water meets the shore I've been thinkin about you, baby I can't do that anymore I saw you leanin' on a memory With your back turned to the crowd In that little bar on Murphy Where they play guitar too loud There were people drinkin' whiskey There were hearts about to leave It was cold as hell for Houston It was almost New Years Eve All the way from Beaumont With a white rose in my hand |
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Eight line machine and a sailor's daughter Somethin' makes 'em crazy growin' up on the water Playin' for my supper six
nights a week Hurricanes, Easter and New Years Eve Four tin walls now there ain't much left Lookin' like a homeless Cheers on meth Homer's in the corner, breakin' up a fight Good Lord, I hope I get paid tonight I got a gig, baby Burnt fried chicken and Lone Star beer Cops and the kids drink free 'round here Girl, behind the bar is takin' what she's givin' Lyin' about her past and tryin' to make a livin' Broke pool table and some hard luck cues Go tell your mama, I done paid my dues Every one around here knows my name Six nights a week in the neon flame I got a gig, baby I got a gig There's an old lion tamer parked behind the bar Hundred pounds of weed in a stolen car Oil patch boys and girls who went to college Rules you don't break and laws that ain't acknowledged Barefoot shrimper with a pistol up his sleeve Some will go to Heaven, some will never leave Pills in the tip jar, blood on the strings Oh Lord, I never thought I'd see these things I got a gig, baby I got a gig Eight line machine and a sailor's daughter Somethin' makes 'em crazy growin' up on the water I'm playin' for my supper six |
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The record player's scratchin' out an old and dusty tune
On the front porch, on a Sunday, on an Arky afternoon We were lyin' 'round like gypsies, thinkin' 'bout goin' to town And Jimmy's drinkin' whiskey straight and lyin' in the shade Jamie's dancin' round the kitchen with a glass of lemonade Lookin' like an angel who's never gonna touch the ground Chorus: Trouble in mind How'd we ever lose that time? Livin' for the best Leavin' all the rest behind Now them boys from Morgan County, there a comin' out tonight With country on the radio and trouble in there eyes They come walkin' up the driveway, singin' 'bout the night before And we'll head up to the mountain, pick-up trucks and old guitars We'll all smoke marijuana as we look up at the stars Raisin' hell for hours, until we can't take any more Repeat Chorus Now there's a picture on the mantle top, filled with old regrets There are times I can't remember and things I won't forget I'd call you up and tell you, but baby, we've been gone too long That porch is just a memory and the record player's broke The hills have gone to houses and Jimmy's gone to smoke But I'd do the whole thing over, darlin' just to hear that song |
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Well I'm wild as a turkey, higher than a Christmas moon
Empty as my wallet on a Sunday afternoon I come around too fast, and I always leave too soon Ain't that what they all say? I come down from Memphis, with a broken down Corvette A suitcase full of memories, and face you won't forget You say you'll never love me, but the night ain't over yet I'm gonna change your mind Girl I've been a gambler since the age of 21 I've seen my share of troubles and the wrong end of a gun This whole worlds out to get me just because I have my fun They ain't gonna slow me anyway Right ain't right babe, and left ain't always wrong I bet you're tired of dancing to the same old song You look like an angel in a place you don't belong I'm gonna take you away Just because this place is closing that don't mean it's time for bed We don't need no sleep girl, we'll get plenty when we're dead Oh these fools behind you and come with me instead I'm gonna show you a time Well I'm wild as a turkey Higher than a Christmas moon Empty as my wallet on a Sunday afternoon I come around too fast, and I always leave too soon Ain't that what they all say? |
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I walked the highway since I can't remember
I cut my poor family right down to the bone From the shadows of hell to the winds of December They dined with the strangers, woke up all alone Chorus So dont let me fall, cause iI might not get up again Just hold me tight, right now what I need's a friend I've come too far for this to be the end Dont let me fall, cause I might not get up God knows I tried to hold on to a feeling Some old memory to keep in my heart And I ask forgiveness from those I've forsaken Forgiveness won't come in and it tears me apart Repeat Chorus Killing this pain outside in the rain One hand holds the bottle one hand holds my shame I don't know which comes first I don't know which is worst Riding behind or inside the hearse |
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I drink too much and I smoke too muchI laugh at all my own jokes too muchIm hard to tell and soft to touchAnd easy at sayin goodbye
I broke your heart, a thousand timesWith wasted nights and ramblin rhymesI thought id leave, you thought behindBut time just wouldnt, let go Chorus: I walk the streets, I kick the cans Tore down walls with my two handsAnd still across, my floor you standWilling, to love, again Solo Out of all the dreams, in this whole worldHowd you get so unlucky girlTo find a shell, that had no pearlAnd a man who couldnt, find home I feel too much, I protect too muchAnd most times I probably expect too muchI spend my life, on this broken crutchAnd you believe I can fly Repeat chorus And still across, my floor you standWilling, to love, again |
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Weve been datin since high school we never once left this townWe use to go out on the weekends and wed drink til we drownedBut now shes acting funny and I dont understandI think that shes found her some other man
Chorus: She left me for jesus and that just aint fairShe says that hes perfect how could I compareShe says I should find him and ill know peace at lastIf I ever find jesus im kickin his ass She showed me a picture all I could do was stareAt that freak in his sandals with his long pretty hairThey must think that im stupid or I dont have a clueIll bet hes a commie or ever worse yet a jew Repeat chorus Shes given up whiskey and ah takin up wineWhile she prays for his troubles shes forgot about mineIm a gonna get even I cant handle the shameWhy last time we made love she even called out his name Repeat chorus It coulda been carlos or even billy ortezBut if I ever find jesus |
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