Down is where I'm goin' Pain is what I'm showin' Love is what I'm takin' Hearts are what I'm breakin' Strong man lived like a jackson hole Took my
I ain't the kind you take home to mama I ain't the kind to wear no ring Somehow I always get stronger When I'm on my second drink Even though I hate
God knows I tried everything I could To stay inside tonight But that boy's like a sore in your mouth That you just have to fight This number one is shakin
Oh baby, I'm getting ready I'm getting ready to let you go My hands are shaking, my heart's unsteady Oh, how I once loved you so I know all the magic
Well the road was hot and flat as a ruler Good hundred miles between me and Medulla That violet top wasn't gettin' no cooler I stopped at a quickie sack
Well you walked into my heart like it was some old dance hall floor I should have known better I had seen your kind before you rolled in like a tumble
There he goes gone again Same old story's gotta come to an end Lovin' him was a one way street But I'm gettin' off where the crossroads meet It'
County road 233, under my feet Nothin' on this white rock but little ole me I've got two miles till, he makes bail And if I'm right we're headed straight
I met him on the edge of a goodbye. I was standing there with no place left to fly. I was young but never green, a little wiser than my time it seemed
I feel like the flowers in this vase, He just brought em' home one day, "Ain't they beautiful" he said. They've been here in the kitchen and the water
I know a gal got a lot to lose She's a pretty nice lady but she?s kinda confused Got muscles in her head ain't never been used Thinks she owns half of
Used to stay for hours, and listen to the rain. You'd hold me on the porch swing, while our troubles washed away. And Daddy'd come and get me, girl it
Well It took me 5 bars saw 30 license plates I saw her mustang And my eyes filled up with rage I brought my pistol but I ain't some kinda fool So
Hey white liar The truth comes out a little at a time And it spreads just like a fire Slips off of your tongue like turpentine And I don't know why
Throw a dog a bone, I'll take it if I have to Go real fast like there's somewhere we can get to What's the use of standing right there on the edge if
[Target Bonus Track] There's a dark cloud hanging over my heart I can't see where it ends, or where it starts. I should get over you, but baby, it's
Alone in a booth, in the Pioneer Cafe I'm strung out from the road, a pillow in my hands I sip the last straw from a cold cup of coffee and try to sort
I know they say you can't go home again I just had to come back one last time Ma'am, I know you don't know me from Adam But these hand prints on the front