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It's knowing that your door is always open
And your path is free to walk That makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag Rolled up and stashed behind your couch And it's knowing I'm not shackled By forgotten words and bonds And the ink stains that are dried upon some line That keeps you in the backroads By the rivers of my memory That keeps you ever gentle on my mind It's not clinging to the rocks and ivy Planted on their columns now that bind me Or something that somebody said Because they thought we fit together walking It's just knowing that the world will not be cursing Or forgiving when I walk along some railroad track and find That you're moving on the backroads By the rivers of my memory And for hours you're just gentle on my mind Though the wheat fields and the clothes lines And the junkyards and the highways come between us And some other woman's cryin' to her mother 'Cause she turned and I was gone I still might run in silence tears of joy might stain my face And the summer sun might burn me 'til I'm blind But not to where I cannot see you walkin' on the backroads By the rivers flowing gentle on my mind I dip my cup of soup back from a gurglin' Cracklin' caldron in some train yard My beard a rustling, cold towel, and A dirty hat pulled low across my face Through cupped hands 'round the tin can I pretend to hold you to my breast and find That you're waiting from the backroads By the rivers of my memories Ever smilin' ever gentle on my mind |
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I am a lineman for the county
And I drive the main roads Searching in the sun for another overload I hear you singing in the wires I can hear you through the whine And the Wichita lineman Is still on the line I know I need a small vacation But it don't look like rain And if it snows that stretch down south won't ever stand the strain And I need you more than want you And I want you for all time And the Wichita lineman Is still on the line And I need you more than want you And I want you for all time And the Wichita lineman Is still on the line |
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She looks in the mirror and stares at the wrinkles that weren't there yesterday
And thinks of the young man that she almost married What would he think if he saw her this way She picks up her apron in little girl fashion as something comes into her mind Then slowly starts dancing remembering her girlhood And all of the boys she had waiting in line Ah such are the dreams of the everyday housewife You see everywhere anytime of the day And everyday housewife who gave up the good time for me The photograph album she takes from the closet and slowly turns the page And carefully picks up the crumbling flower The first one he gave her now withered with age She closes her eyes and touches the housedress that suddenly disappears And just for a moment she's wearing the gown That broke all their minds back so many years Ah such are the dreams... Ah such are the dreams... Ah such are the dreams... |
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Hey little one so far from home and so alone
Hey little one I'm just like you I'm lonely too The road of life is a long long road when you walk alone Then I found you I found a love a love I've never known a love I've never known Hey hey hey hey little one don't go away tell me you'll stay Hey hey hey hey little one I'm just like you I'm so lonely too |
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- By The Time I Get To Phoenix -
By the time I get to Phoenix She'll be rising She'll find the note I left hangin' On her door She'll laugh when she reads the part That says I'm leavin' 'Cause I've left that girl So many times before By the time I make Albuquerque She'll be working She'll prob'ly stop at lunch And give me a call But she'll just hear that phone Keep on ringin' Off the wall that's all By the time I make Oklahoma She'll be sleepin' She'll turn softly and call my name out loud And she'll cry just to think I'd really leave her Tho' time and time I try to tell her so She just didn't know I would really go |
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Galveston, oh Galveston
I still hear your sea winds blowing I still see her dark eyes glowing She was 21 When I left Galveston Galveston, oh Galveston I still hear your sea waves crashing While I watch the cannons flashing I clean my gun And dream of Galveston I still see her standing by the water Standing there looking out to sea And is she waiting there for me? On the beach where we used to run Galveston, oh Galveston I am so afraid of dying Before I dry the tears she's crying Before I watch your sea birds flying in the sun At Galveston, at Galveston |
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Southern nights
Have you ever felt a Southern night Free as a breeze, not to mention the trees Whistling tunes that you know and love so Southern nights Just as good even when you close your eyes I apologize to anyone who can truly say That he has found a better way Southern skies Have you ever noticed Southern skies It's precious beauty lies just beyond the eye It goes running through your soul Like the stories of old Old man, he and his dog They walk the old land Every flower touched his cold hand As he slowly walked by Weeping willows would cry for joy, joy Feel so good, feel so good, it's frightening Wish I could stop this world from fighting La da da da da........ Mysteries like this and Many others in the trees Blow in the night in the Southern skies Southern nights They feel so good, it's frightening Wish I could stop this world from fighting La da da da da........ |
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Met the girl I-I love in a town way down in Dixie
Beneath the stars up above She was the sweetest girl I ever did see So I held her in my arms and told her of her many charms, I Kissed her while the guitars played The Bonaparte's Retreat Guitar..... All the world wa-as bright as I held her on that night And I heard her-er say Please don't you go away So I held her in my arms and told her of her many charms, I Kissed her while the bagpipe played The Bonaparte's Retreat Bagpipe.... Well I met the girl I-I love in a town way down in Dixie Beneath the stars up above She was the sweetest girl I ever did see So I held her in my arms and told her of her many charms, I Kissed her while the fiddles played The Bonaparte's Retreat Fiddle.... All the world wa-as bright as I held her on that night And I heard her-er say Please don't you go away So I held her in my arms and told her of her many charms, I Kissed her while everybody played The Bonaparte's Retreat Everybody.... Yes I held her in my arms and told her of her many charms, I Kissed her while everybody's playin' The Bonaparte's Retreat Yes I held her in my arms, I told her of her many charms, and I Kissed her while everybody's playin' (fade) |
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Living in the city
Ain't never been my idea Of getting it on But the job demands That you make new plans Before your big chance is gone You get a house in the hills You're paying everyones bills And they tell you that You're gonna go far But in the back of my mind I hear it time after time Is that who you really are Country boy You got your feet in L.A. But your mind's on Tennessee Looking back, I can Remember the time When I sang my songs for free Country boy You got your feet in L.A. Take a look at everything you own But now and then My heart keeps going home Talking on the telephone Setting up another day Of people to meet You've gotta do what's right You've gotta spend the night Staying in touch with the street When you're surrounded by friends They say the fun never ends But I guess I'll never figure it out Cause in the back of my mind I hear it time after time Is this what its all about Country boy You got your feet in L.A. But your mind's on Tennessee Looking back, I can Remember the time When I sang my songs for free Country boy You got your feet in L.A. Take a look at everything you own But now and then My heart keeps going home Country boy You got your feet in L.A. But your mind's on Tennessee Looking back, I can Remember the time When I sang my songs for free Country boy You got your feet in L.A. Take a look at everything you own But now and then My heart keeps going home |
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