: You wired me awake And hit me with a hand of broken nails You tied my lead and pulled my chain To watch my blood begin to boil But I'm gonna break
: Rowboat Row me to the shore She don't wanna be my friend no more She dug a hole in the bottom of my soul She don't wanna be my friend no more Pick
: The lights In the harbor Don't shine for me I'm like a lost ship adrift on the sea Sea of heartbreak Lost love and loneliness Memories of your caress
: Jesus I don't wanna die alone Jesus oh Jesus I don't wanna die alone My love wasn't true Now all I have is you Jesus oh Jesus I don't wanna die alone
: Take one fresh and tender kiss Add one stolen night of bliss One girl, one boy, some grief, some joy Memories are made of this. Don't forget a small
: Country boy, ain't got no shoes Country boy, ain't got no blues Well, you work all day while you're waitin' to play In the sun and the sand, with a
: I give my woman half my money at the general store I said, "Now buy a little groceries, and don't spend no more." But she gave ten dollars for a ten
: [Chorus:] I never picked cotton But my mother did And my brother did And my sister did And my daddy died young Workin' in the coal mine When I was
Maybe I'll be able From down on my knees Oh I am weak Oh I know I am vain Take this weight from me Let my spirit be unchained Old man swearin' at the
: We saw houses falling from the sky Where the mountains lean down to the sand We saw blackbirds circling 'round an old castle keep And I stood on the
: I was totin my pack along the long dusty Winnamucka road When along came a semi with a high canvas covered load If your goin' to Winnamucka, Mack with
: Lord have mercy on me Was the kneeling drunkard's plea And as he knelt there on the ground I know that God in heaven looked down I went down by an
: So blue Lonesome too But still true Rosie haunts me Makes me think of you You're the one rose that's left in my heart, dear I love you, adore you
: There's a southern accent, where I come from The young'uns call it country The Yankees call it dumb I got my own way of talkin' But everything is done
Rowboat row me to the shore She don't wanna be my friend no more She dug a hole in the bottom of my soul She don't wanna be my friend no more Pick me
You wired me awake And hit me with a hand of broken nails You tied my lead and pulled my chain To watch my blood begin to boil But I'm gonna break I'
There's a southern accent, where I come from The young uns call it country the Yankees call it dumb I got my own way of talkin' But everything is done
Country boy Ain't got no shoes Country boy Ain't got no blues Well you work all day while you're waitin' to play In the sun and the sand, with a face
