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Texas state bird
04:19
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Back in St. Louis...the first time was rough
But Lord all she knew was enough is enough
Kickin' my suitcase and throwin' my shoes
Waking the neighbors and spreadin' the news
Texas state bird...Texas state bird
Virginia was precious...but haven't you heard
This time she took nothing...nor said an ill word
She just slipped out the window with the Texas state bird
Skipped out the window with the Texas state bird
Now fight number two was in the Hollywood hills
Ran outta patience and ran outta pills
Left in my towncar at Burbank and Vine
With a head full of whiskey and a shirt full of wine
Texas state bird...Texas state bird
Virginia was precious...but haven't you heard
This time she took nothing...nor said an ill word
She just slipped out the window with the Texas state bird
Now fight number three was in Memphis at night
The tour was a mess Lord and the bus was a sight
Ran outta patience and ran outta gas
Shook up and shell shocked in shatterproof glass
Texas state bird...Texas state bird
Virginia was precious...but haven't you heard
This time she took nothing...nor said an ill word
She just slipped out the window with the Texas state bird
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2. |
I'm seeing stars
02:40
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I'm seeing stars...Lord how it shook me
Sky's growing dim...Venus and Mars
Lord it's twelve noon...and the stars overtook me
She's seeing him...and I'm seeing stars
Maybe I can build myself a time machine
And fix it up and head on back in time
"Cause baby when I'm finished with that fine machine
I'll head on back and Lord I'll tow the line
And maybe I can build myself a satellite
And head on outta town that's what I'll do
'Cause baby when I'm traveling at the speed of light
This old world wont look so sad and blue
I'm seeing stars...Lord how it shook me
Sky's growing dim...Venus and Mars
Lord its twelve noon...and the stars overtook me
She's seeing him...and I'm seeing stars....
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Everbloomin' flower
02:51
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You're my everbloomin' flower..who blossoms fair and true
You brighten up a troubled hour and never loose your hue
Now purple grow the thistles fair..against the August night
But sure as autumn chills the air...September leaves them white
Yellow grows the sunflower tall....before the summer sky
But all too soon they change their tune and linger brown and dry
Now heaven knows the red red rose will sweeten the bouquet
but black and brittle soon it grows...the rose of yesterday
You're my everbloomin' flower..who blossoms fair and true
You brighten up a troubled hour and never loose your hue
You brighten up a troubled hour and never loose your hue
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Wildfire
05:06
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The temperatures down on the cool side of town
And Lord but the mercury fell
And the air that I feel is as chilly and real
As the air hanging over a well
The coffee I made sits like cold lemonade
And the wind rattles cold and unkind
But the things that I didn't and the things that I did
They burn like a wildfire in my mind
When our love was new Lord the green grass it grew
Beneath a predictable sky
But the heartache and doubt and this mean Texas drought
Lord the weeds have grown yellow and high
No cigarette's flame or dry lightning to blame
I wake every morning to find
Lord the things that I didn't and the things that I did
They burn like a wildfire in my mind
A wildfire can start when a cool careless heart
Makes playing with tinders a game
There's nothing you'll say when the fire gets away
That doesn't add fuel to the flame
Regret it burns cruel and this cruel careless fool
He wakes every morning to find
The things that I didn't and the things that I did
Lord they burn like a wildfire in my mind
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Bakersfield
02:20
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Met this cowboy shootin' dice
He didn't have to tell me twice
He was near his dyin' day
In that old brickyard where he stayed
And as I laid me down to rest
Near fading embers he confessed
Sure is nice to get my fix
But that old junk has got me licked
And then he looked me in the eye
Said Texas aint no place to die
Son I played the cards been dealed
Take me back to Bakersfield
Said the folks are always nice
That old Kern river's cold as ice
son I played the cards been dealed
Take me back to Bakersfield
Take me back to Bakersfield
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Keepsakes
02:24
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There's a ghost in the attic tonight
Lord he comes when the moon is just right
He sorts through some keepsakes
And he stays till the day breaks
A ghost in the attic tonight
I can tell by the mess that he makes
Lord the pictures and all the keepsakes
The bottle of gin...and the glass it was in
The figures from our wedding cake
There's a ghost in the attic tonight
Lord he comes when the moon is just right
He sorts through some keepsakes
He's heartbroke and haunted...alone and unwanted
A ghost in the attic tonight
He's heartbroke and haunted...alone and unwanted
A ghost in the attic tonight
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Darlin' lips
03:16
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Your desperate eyes are sayin' things your darlin' lips can't say
They told me it was over girl..before they looked away
My heartache and my sorrow they grow more and more each day
Your desperate eyes are talkin' and they're givin' you away
Well every weekend I come here and taste the same sweet lies
I have to swallow hard each time I see your desperate eyes
I spend my weeknights wondering if you're there home alone
Your sweet lips they sound a little closer to the phone
Lord I'm just a workin' man...a simple man that's all
But it don't take no P.H.D. to see the writing on the wall
And so I'll tote this break-up note and post it in the mail
sayin' quote, "That's all she wrote"..let go this tiger's tail
Your desperate eyes are sayin' things your darlin' lips can't say
They told me it was over girl..before they looked away
My heartache and my sorrow they grow more and more each day
Your desperate eyes are talkin' and they're givin' you away
Your desperate eyes are talkin' and they're givin' you away
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8. |
Angel Band
03:50
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God needs angels up in heaven
Gathered 'round him when he sings
Saw Ralph Stanley from the airplane
He's goin' there on snow white wings
Don't know nothin' 'bout no judgement
Nor no tiny grains of sand
I only know my time is well spent
When I'm listenin' to that angel band
When my trial on Earth is through Lord
This old world will be just fine
The sun will find the mornin' dew Lord
On the sweet potato vine
And God needs angels up in heaven
Gathered 'round him when he sings
I saw Hank Williams from the airplane
He's a'goin' there on snow white wings
Don't know nothin' 'bout no judgement
Nor no tiny grains of sand
I only know my time is well spent
When I'm listenin' to that angel band
And God needs angels up in heaven
Gathered 'round him when he sings
Saw Ralph Stanley from the airplane
He's goin' there on snow white wings
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Leprechaun's waltz
02:53
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I've been drinkin', down that same old rabbit hole where I like to go
And I've been sinkin'. That old pain down in my soul like to leave me cold
But with just a little patience..and the right combination
Of misery, barely and malt
And the barroom starts swayin'..and the jukebos starts playin'
Stardust...and the leprechaun's waltz
I keep slippin'...Lord..down into the world of make believe
And I keep sippin'..'till that little green man's a'tuggin' at my sleeve
'Cause if I'm ever gonna see her God knows it's gonna be where
Reality falters and halts
And the barroom starts seayin'..and the jukebox starts playin'
Stardust and the leprechaun's waltz
That's when she comes through the lonely...
Says she'll have me back again
Says she's been my one and only since she can't remember when
And she doesn't mind my drinkin'
And she's fine with my faults
And we dance across that barroom
To the leprechaun's waltz
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Falling down
02:18
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There's a time and a place to fall down
Depends on the way that you fall
Sometimes it hurts you but sometimes it skirts you
Lordy sometimes it's too close to call
I come and I go from this barroom
I can't get around what I've found
This old world just gets harder and harder
And God knows I keep falling down
There's a time and a place to fall down
Depends on the way that you fell
Sometimes it hurts you but sometimes it skirts you
Lord sometimes its too soon to tell
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