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I never thought that a love could be so strong
it could ever make me, think about leaving home
I can't help myself your lovin bout to drive me mad
one more night like last night, I might have to pack my bags
bout to make me leave home boy
got my mind so
gettin together with this love, boy it just ain't right
I ain't got the strength to turn a good lovin loose
But I never met a man in my life who could whoop it to me like you do
Bout to make me leave home boy
Got a taste of forbidden fruit
And I can't turn it loose
What is this good thing you carry around with you
that makes a girl want to act a fool
Got that love technique that really really cracks me up
Seeing you once or twice a week, boy it just ain't enough.
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As I walk along I wonder what went wrong
With our love, a love that was so strong
And as still walk on I think of the things we've done
Together while our hearts were young
I'm a walking in the rain, tears are falling and I feel a pain
Wishing you were here by me to end this misery
And I wonder, I wo wo wo wo wonder
Why, why why why why why she (you) ran away
And I wonder where she (you) will stay
My little runaway, a run run run run runaway
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Maybe I'm a dreamer
maybe just a fool
Lately I can hardly see the sun
If you had a secret I could take a guess
Nothin in your eyes seems to hold me
Truth or consequences
which one will it be
Someone said that time would ease the pain
Of two lives love has torn apart
But, I believe whoever wrote that song,
never had a broken heart
One of us is hiding
One of us can tell
Cause no one likes to be the first to know
Someone has to answer
Cause someone has to ask
Keeping on like this is torture
and going undecided is twice as bad for sure
Someone said that time would ease the pain
Of two lives love has torn apart
But, I believe whoever wrote that song
never had a broken heart
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They all said 'Louise was not half bad'
It was written on the walls & window shades
and how she'd act
a little girl
the deceiver, don't believe her,
that's her trade
Sometimes a bottle of perfume
flowers, and maybe some lace
men bought Louise ten cent trinkets
their intentions were easily traced
Everybody thought it kind of sad
when they found Louise in her room
They'd all put her down
below their kind
still some cried when she died
that afternoon
Louis rode home on a mail train
somewhere to the south I heard them say
'It's too bad it ended so ugly,
It's too bad she had to go that'
But the wind is blowin' cold tonight
Goodnight Louise, Goodnight
Yes, the winds' blowin' cold tonight
goodnight Louise, good-night...
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Their eyes are down and the track looks slow
It don't look like a good thing
Your horse could jump it when the pack runs wild
It don't look like a sure thing
You must be crazy
To gamble this way
The kids are crying
And your bills ain't paid
Gamblin' man, ramblin' fool
I must be crazy to gamble on you
The deal is done so you slip right in
You got the depth but you can't win
The cards are cold and the cut feels thin
You got the deck but you can't win
You must be crazy
To gamble this way
The kids are hungry
And your brain ain't paid
Gamblin' man, ramblin' fool
I must be crazy to gamble on you
Gamblin' man, you're a ramblin' fool
I must be crazy to gamble on you
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When will I learn to take you on my journey
When will I see that you belong to me
When will I learn to take you on my journey
When will I see that you belong to me
Sweet Forgiveness
How could go my way (?)
I never really knew how I needed you, but you were right there
(I dont't know the rest)
Sweet forgiveness, that's what you give to me.
When you hold me close,
And you say: "That's all over."
You don't go looking back,
You don't hold the cards to stack.
'Cause you mean what you say.
Sweet forgiveness, you help me see.
I'm not near as bad,
As I sometimes appear to be.
When you hold me close,
And you say: "That's all over,
"And I still love you."
There's no way that I could make up,
For those angry words I said.
Sometimes it gets to hurting,
And the pain goes to my head.
Sweet forgiveness, dear God above.
I say we all deserve,
A taste of this kind of love.
Someone who'll hold our hand,
And whisper: "I understand,
"And I still love you."
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Opening Farewell
Baby stands before an open window
looking so far away
he can almost feel the southern winds blow
gently touching his restless day
he turns from his window to me
sad smile, his apology
sad eyes reaching to the door
did i lose to his to another evenging
still he spares me the words goodbye
sits alone beside me fighting his feelings
struggles to speak but in the end can only cry
suddenly its so hard to find
the sound of the words to speak his troubled mind
so im offering these to him as if to be kind
there's a train every day
leaving either way
there's a world you know
there's a way to go
i soon believe it's just as well
this is my opening farewell
a childs drawings left there on the table
and a womans silk is laying on the floor
i would keep them here if were able
to lock you safe behind this open door
suddenly its so clear to me
that i asked you to see what you may never see
now my kind words find their way back to me
there's a train everyday
leaving either way
there's a world u know
gotta way to go
i soon believe its just as well
this is my opening farewell
this is my opening farewell
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How many teardrops are gonna fall tonight?
How many hartaches must a woman have in her life
I lost a lover, lost my friend, I'm through with love
I just can't win
I'm a three time loser, I'm a three time loser
How many hours of your love I'm gonna wait
How many heartaches do you really think I'm gonna set and take
I lost a lover, lost my friend, I'm through with love
I just can't win
I'm a three time loser, I'm a three time loser
Instrumental Repeat 2nd Verse
I lost it once, lost it twice
Will you might have been good baby but you just weren't worth the price
Instrumental
I'm a three time loser, three time loser (3 times)
And I don't have to take it anymore END
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I'm takin' my time
So please don't rush me.
Tryin' to sort out some things I didn't know existed.
I've been here before,
I know where the traps lie.
You only take what's there 'cause the rest doesn't matter.
Well I'm tired of talk,
So please don't push me.
You know I want the same kinda things that you do.
You're wasting your time,
The way you come to me.
Slow down your rhymes and try to reason
Can't make things move any faster,
By second wishing them to death.
You seem to be living on the level.
It's decent enough,
You got what you wanted.
So why do you tell me, that I'm on the wrong track?
I'm doin' the best I can do.
I try to out guess
The situation
That I know your not even fully aware of.
And I want you to know,
If it keeps on this way,
Can't keep on letting you bring me down.
Can't keep on letting you bring me down.
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Traveling at night, the headlights were bright
And we'd been up many an hour
And all through my brain
Came the refrain
Of home and it's warming fire
CHORUS
And Home
Sings me of sweet things
My life there has it's own wings
To fly over the mountains
Though I'm standing still
The people I've seen
They come in between
The cities of tiring life
The trains come and go,
But inside you know
The struggle will soon be a fight
CHORUS
Traveling at night,
The headlights were bright.
But soon the sun came through the trees
Around the next bend
The flowers will send
The sweet scene of home in the breeze
CHORUS
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