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I roomed with him in Rockville in He was doing life and I was doing time His memory drifted back when he was most alive When Frank and Jesse James were in their prime. He was a corporal, fought the Kiowa and Sioux From Sulphur Springs to Kansas clay Ran into trouble when his soldier days were through Ended up a thousand miles away.
Have you ever been left all alone like No one happens your way People stare through you as they pass you by As they hurry along through their day. Happen to be mostly mine Have you ever tried to see all the stars in the sky Looking up through the big city lights An empty street gives you a chill in your soul.
As a of the paper blows by A little bird makes this big city his home He could leave but he chooses to stay You wish you could ask him to borrow his wings And fly somewhere far away. V I used to believe every line, used to hang on every word girl, If you said it, it was true Now the things i took for gospel just get more absurd And the Truth is just another point of view.
CH In Montana, the mountains are forever blue skies as far as you can see In California there's no changing of the seasons But there's been a change of Faith in Tennessee. V I woke up born again this morning, finally saw the light And so many other things I couldn't see a brand new Book of Revelation gave me back my sight there's been a change of Faith in Tennessee. Br you were my redemption but the cost was way too high salvation Take me down a good road tonight mean nothin til it's free. V I made my peace with my maker, now I'm ready to move on Roll the stone across the door The body of our love is laying in the tomb Its gone and will rise again no more.
Walking down the boulevard on a Sunday afternoon Feeling good right down to my my shoes Then I heard 'em ringing out, where I'm headin, there's no doubt I've got the church bell wedding blues. Every time I hear them old bells ring, ring ring For everybody else its Happy news But all I hear is another song of how you proved untrue And I get the church bell wedding blues. Maybe if I blow this town, change my point of view Some might just give up but I refuse Put the pedal to the floor just to hear my engine roar And drive away These Church bell wedding blues.
Every time I hear them old bells ring, ring ring For everybody else it's Happy news but all I've got is a broken heart and it's left a mighty bruise Sounds like The church bell wedding blues. Every time I hear them old bells ring, ring ring For everybody else it's Happy news But all I hear them telling me is son, you'll never lose The low and lonesome church bell wedding blues.
V1 It's my last day on the job, after forty years of loading coal I knew one day I'd face the end.
Seems like only yesterday, a straight backed boy barely twenty one who didn't have to strain to catch his wind. There's a lot of mixed emotions, all the friends and family I've seen come and go down in the hole. And I'm not sure if I'm the kind of man, who can spend all day sitting by himself, slowly growin' old With a fishin' pole.
CH it's my last day in the mine I never thought there would come a time Id Take me down a good road tonight go back underground, lay my dinner bucket down It's my last day in the mine. Well I know that's how it goes, but I'd rather throw my marker in the car one last time Would be so fine. Get the yard cut down and the babies fed A million songs runnin' through my head Daylight comes I'll be gone again When does the highway ever end My shoulders bare such a heavy load Hard to keep my thoughts all in a row I can't slow down the life I've chose Somehow I love the way it goes Time moves fast and the wheels turn slow That's how the life of a travelin' man goes.
The winds of change are a blowin' through Just like they're always gonna do They'll turn the to another name Different picture in the same ole frame Lightning flashing up ahead A million songs runnin' through my head I can't name every place I've been But if the Lord is willing I'll be there again. Everybody drives the same old ro these days Don't see a thing, but they know the way Every mile's a marker, every town's the same Another place to stop but not to stay. A different story down every line People workin' hard just to live and die I saw it all once upon a time Through the window of a train.
Then we started back the way we came Like people moving through a picture frame Seems the whole world's further down the track But I'm always looking back. I don't expect you all to understand Or see the country like a railroad man So many things you'd never realize Unless you saw 'em with these eyes. Birmingham to Jackson, hear the whistle call And the sun goes down like a big red ball In my memory I still see it all Through the window of a train.
It was down by the forked stream Out in Sycamore Holler I went down in my best of dress To take her from her father.
With hair down to her waist The color of strawberries Down by the forked stream By night fall we would marry. On a horse seventeen hands high He rode in Sherman 's army To Atlanta town against her will He took my woman from me. It was down by the river's edge I see the campfire flicker Four dead men lay behind As I leave that campsite with her. Now our children play in a forked stream Out in Sycamore Holler With a boy like me and a girl like her We'll always be together.
They called him Skeet, his name was Bill Corporal William Howard Campbell, they never knew and never will He did his time with the They took a simple country boy and taught him how to use a gun After four long years in service, two tours in Vietnam The country that he served so well doesn't seem to give a damn That he's a homeless man.
He has a son, lives in L. He hasn't spoke to him in twenty years, he just don't know what to say He had a loving wife, she was his right hand Till the nightmares and the memories became more that she could stand Now he has everything he owns in a worn-out shopping cart He's never begged for anything, he just doesn't have the heart He's just a homeless man. Now in this land of plenty where so many have it all, He sleeps in an alley half a block from city hall. They found him there one cold November night Though he'd won so many battles, this time he'd lost Take me down a good road tonight fight No one seemed to care that he was gone They laid him in a pauper's grave with a tiny little stone As a young man and his mother sat alone and cried, Holding the Silver Star medallion someone found there by his side He was a homeless man.
Where Did the Morning Go? Where did the morning go? I meant to do much more with this life I was born a clear and sunny day Now evening shadows fall my way Where did the morning go? It was dawn when my babies cried Now they're able to walk out on their own I've had a family that I've always loved And I made peace with my God above But where did the morning go? I've held hands that I loved to hold But an evenin' came when I had to let 'em go I still write the words down to my songs But it's different voices that sing along Where did the morning go?
We show up every morning, our uniforms are pressed All spit and polish, we have to look our best This message that we carry is a heavy load to bear For those who pay the price with sacrifice We have to show we care. Take me down a good road tonight has a duty, a way they can shine The ones who go over there and those who stay behind Some ain't coming back, reality is grim It's up to me and Sergeant Jack To break the news to them. We're the two soldiers no one wants to see In a plain black sedan rolling slowly down the street Past the toys and the bikes beneath the maple trees Where fading yellow ribbons wave gently in the breeze A loved one's in a better place They won't be back no more Now there's two soldiers at the door.
See the soldiers on the tarmac, ready to deploy Husbands and wives with little girls and boys Say a silent prayer they all come back alive And never see Jack and me pull up in their drive. Time is a funny thing you know No matter where you are it comes and goes I've lived my life one day at a time Time is all I've had and all I know.
Home is a state of mind it's said Four walls and a roof inside your head To some it might seem strange, but I'm too damn old to change Now the warden says the state requires my bed. It's been fifty years since they sent me here I had forty-nine more to go But a week from today They'll open this gate for good And I'll have to walk away But Lord knows I'd stay if I could. I won't last a day out there alone This prison cell's the only home I've known The world outside has changed, but the one inside's the same I'll have to find a way to get back home.
I was thinkin' 'bout Mary as I left Tucumcari With four hours to make Santa Fe I know she's been hopin' I'll quit this damn ropin' But that's one thing that she'd never say. It's a cowboy's addiction, the smell and the friction Of the rope when it's dallied and taut Every year it gets rougher, but her love is tougher Than any steer I've ever fought. It's more than a livin', it's been my whole life Taken and given the pleasure and strife… But I've known all along that this day would come Guess my ropin' days are done.
There's headers and heelers, addicts and dealers And Crown to cover the fear I been a saint and a sinner, a loser and winner So where do I go from here? Blues on blues, pain on pain Nothing to do but watch it rain Tears fall down from missing you, oh Lord Color you gone and color me blue on blue. Five years ago when we first met I never dreamed that I'd regret Loving you the way I do, oh Lord You fell for another and left me blue on blue.
Running out of tears, running out of heart Too tired to make another start Don't wanna find somebody new, oh Lord Cause I'm not over you, I'm blue on blue. The day may come when I'll try again With a little luck, next time I'll win When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose, oh Lord When you hit rock bottom there's nothing but blues on blues. If I can find a river or a fast little stream Or a big ole high mountain with a little lake in between.
Cars, planes and trains can take you almost anywhere But a v-bottom boat is how I'd rather get there. One day I'll find the stream that le up to my Savior fair I'll ride in a v-bottom boat to meet him there.
You keep saying things I don't understand I try real hard to never let it show Your sophisticated ways have left me in a daze I guess I'm just another gravel in the road. My friends all tried to tell me when I met you You're needn't think you'll ever keep that girl They said your high-class taste would lay my life to waste And I'd never be accepted in your world. I've started to believe what they've been saying It's becoming clear our feelings aren't the same You keep trying to change me from what I choose to be But you gotta know that I don't play that game.
We had our moment but it's come and gone A ghost that's haunted me for way too long I wish that I could close the book, and let the story end But every time I turn theyou're turning up again 5. He hasn't spoke to him in twenty years, he just don't know what to say He had a loving wife, she was his right hand Till the nightmares and the memories became more that she could stand Now he has everything he owns in a worn-out shopping cart He's never begged for anything, he just doesn't have the heart He's just a homeless man Now in this land of plenty where so many have it all, He sleeps in an alley half a block from city hall They found him there one cold November night Though he'd won so many battles, this time he'd lost the fight No one seemed to care that he was gone They laid him in a pauper's grave with a tiny little stone As a young man and his mother sat alone and cried, Holding the Silver Star medallion someone found there by his side He was a homeless man He was just a homeless man 5.
I could be home by daybreak if I turn around now I'God boys, it's been fun Tell the girls in Nogales I'm headed to Dallas Now my ropin' days are doneTake me down a good road tonight
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