That ol' sun comes up every mornin' And goes back down at the end of every day It's just that way Stars show up every evenin' Man in the moon comes out
Where were you when the world stopped turning That September day? Out in the yard With your wife and children Workin' on some stage in LA? Did you stand
There's a hole in the wall Where a nail used to be A nail that held a picture of The one that once held me Now that wall's tellin' me What I don't wanna
I'm always on the road, you're always all alone And I'm not always there when I'm at home But I'm ready for a little change I'm ready to accept some blame
Two young people without a thing Say some vows and spread their wings Settle down with just what they need Livin' on love She don't care 'bout what's
Well, I don't drink as much as I used to Lately it just ain't my style And the hard times don't hurt like they ought to They pass quickly like when I
Well, I'm gonna raise a fuss, I'm gonna raise a holler About workin' all summer just to try an' earn a dollar Every time I call my baby, to try to get
I work a forty hour week and I earn my keep And I try to walk proud and tall I keep my nose to the ground, I don't get behind And I don't back up at all
You say your heart's been broken And you just can't win You say that you'll never love again Let me tell you, friend You can't give up on love That's
On the wrong end of the highway When a long night has no end When there's no one there beside me Till I hold you once again Thank God for the radio When
She's been playing in a room on a strip For ten years in Vegas And every night she looks in the mirror But she only ages She's been reading about Nashville
Well, I know sometimes you find it hard To understand just what we do out here Well, that bus rolls up at home And I just disappear And I sure don't
in a cab and be back to work before 2 At a moment like this, I can't help but wonder What would Jimmy Buffett do? Funny you should ask, Alan I'd say
Midnight in Montgomery, silver eagle, lonely road I was on my way to Mobile for a big New Year's eve show I stopped for just a minute to see a friend
Here I am alone again tonight In this old empty house It's hard to learn what you don't think you need You can't live without Never leave the sound of
It was painted red the stripe was white It was eighteen feet from the bow to the stern light Secondhand from a dealer in Atlanta I rode up with daddy
Well I know you hate my drinkin' And the way I talk sometimes But you hate it most when I don't call at night And it's just because you love me And you
On a hill far away stood an Old Rugged Cross The emblem of suffering and shame And I love that old cross where the dearest and best For a world of lost
