WRITERS WAYLAND PATTON, JIM RUSHING TODAY WE LAID OLD MAN PATE TO REST HIS BIG HANDS FOLDED ACROSS HIS CHEST GOD REST HIS SOUL, JUST TWO DAYS AGO HE
Sitting at the kitchen table Monday afternoon House is so quiet I spent the morning looking for a job But the job markets pretty tight And I'm wondering
I'm just a man, I breath and I bleed Yes, I got feelings, I can hear and I can see And you are the lady that brings them out of me Making me feel special
I've been down my share of Country roads, boulevards and interstates I kinda know my way around A little 'bout a lot of things I know what the cards say
You were my every dream come true but your love can never share A heart can't smile if it's filled with tears now I'm just crying cause I care I'm crying
Pensioner's waiting for leap year to come And the young singer's waiting to sing And there's a gardener outside a big estate Waiting for the grass to
The old maid is waiting for leap year to come.The crooner is just waiting to sing.The old cow is standing by the old Bull Durim sign just waiting for
Everybody knows you've been stepping on my toes And I'm getting pretty tired of it Stepping out of line and a messing with my mind If you had any sense
There's crime in the city streets Always trouble in the Middle East How?d they let things get so out of hand? Just watchin' the evening news That would
You're in one of those seasons Everything seems to go so wrong Wish I could give you a reason But even I'm barely holding on When it's hard to find the
I've droven my car in the middle of the night I just wanted to see you so bad The road was dark but the stars were bright I just wanted to see you so
I used to call you mystery I wanted to play all the parts Beware the one who calls for me I'll only break your heart The beginning's always beautiful
It's hard to realize We said our last goodbyes Where could the dream have gone to? Now I know there's no way That I can make you stay No matter how I
Sometimes I smoke Sometimes I choke Sometimes play around But, I ain't no joke Everynight I pray But sometimes I stray Disfunctional tendencies But everything
I drove my car in the middle of the night I just wanted to see you so bad The road was dark but the stars were bright I just wanted to see you so bad
(Jambalaya) This crime in the city streets Always trouble in the middle east How?d they let things get so out of hand Just watchin? the evening news
I've been down my share of Country roads, boulevards, and interstates I kinda know my way around A little bout a lot of things I know what the cards say