(Waylon Jennings) I grew up a-dreamin' of bein' a cowboy, Lovin' the cowboy ways. Pursuin' the life of my high-ridin' heroes, I burned up my childhood
Put another log on the fire. Cook me up some bacon and some beans. And go out to the car and change the tyre. Wash my socks and sew my old blue jeans
It's been rough and rocky travelin', But I'm finally standin' upright on the ground. After takin' several readings, I'm surprised to find my mind`s still
KNOXVILLE GIRL The fog rolls in the morning I can hardly find my way Home to where the heart is tThe words can't begin to say Enough about the gentle
They're working while I'm missing you those healing hands of time And soon they'll be dismissing you from this heart of mine They'll lead me safely through
There's a road in Oklahoma Straigher than a preacher, longer than a memory And it goes forever onward It's been a good teacher for a lot of country boys
Sometimes I feel like I'm getting kinda low Thoughts I am thinking Are the reason and so I try to remember Without talking to myself Things that I said
(Jessi Colter w/Waylon Jennings) We're caught in a trap I can't walk out Because I love you too much baby Why can't you see What you're doing to me
just wish they're takin' it slow Cause where has a slow movin' once quick draw outlaw got to go Where has a slow movin' once quick draw outlaw got to
My life is changing; the seasons seem to come and go Too fast for me to remember who I am, I myself. The crowds and faces, the times and places I don
I've been seein' All the things you believed in Drawin' tears from your eyes I just can't see What'd make you this way It's not me I keep prayin' I,
Well, T for Texas, T for Tennessee T for Texas, T for Tennessee T for Thelma, the gal that made a wreck out of me If you don?t want me mama, you sure
I swore the last time that you let me down that I wouldn't see you if you came around I can't tell my heart what's right or wrong And I've been so lonely
I've been down the Mississippi, Down through New Orleans, Yes, I have. I've played in California, There ain't too much I haven't seen. No, there ain'
I?m looking for blue eyes Has anyone seen him Don?t you tell me He gave up on me I?m looking for blue eyes I?ve got to find him Cause something tells
Five brothers who left Arkansas Set out to find the gambler Who murdered their pa Five brothers and three in their teens Gotta find the man Who killed
all cut from the same mold And they say country's changin' And we must all adjust But I still think there's lots of room For old outlaws like us I love
outlaws Like babies love a bunch of stray dogs Ladies touch babies like a banker touches gold Outlaws touch ladies somewhere deep down in their soul Yeah, ladies love outlaws