On a Train Again Memories Place Never Been Always Lyrics

Somewhere Far Away:  Argent Anniversary Album

Rounder Records, Aug 2, 2019.

ane.  Both Ends of the Train
(Tim Stafford-Steve Gulley/Daniel House Music, BMI-Gulley's Curve Music,BMI)

I roomed with him in Rockville in 1925
He was doing life and I was doing time
His memory drifted dorsum when he was most alive
When Frank and Jesse James were in their prime

He was a corporal, fought the Kiowa and Sioux
From Sulphur Springs to Kansas clay
Ran into problem when his soldier days were through
Ended up a thousand miles away

Don't waste fond words or sad goodbye
Lay me down on the wide open obviously
Out beneath the quilted sky
Where I can meet both ends of the train

He said I saw the Buffalo, the herds would last for days
Back earlier the railroad came
Now it's all moved on without me but I miss the older ways
And I know it tin can never be the same

They buried him at Rockville and his kind won't ascension again
I hope his soul tin find some residue
To the world he's long forgotten, but to me he was a friend
I still call back his last request

ii.  Somewhere Far Away
(Shawn Lane-Gerald Ellenburg/True cat Town Music-BMI, Wadako Publishing-BMI)

Have you always been left all alone like a kid
No one happens your way
People stare through yous as they pass you past
Every bit they hurry along through their day

In the busy courtyard at that place the green grass you'll find
Water flows cool o'er the vine
Pennies shine bright as they glare in the dominicus
And they happen to be mostly mine

Happen to be mostly mine
Accept you ever tried to run into all the stars in the sky
Looking up through the big urban center lights
An empty street gives you a arctic in your soul

As a page of the paper blows by
A piddling bird makes this big metropolis his home
He could exit but he chooses to stay
Yous wish you could ask him to infringe his wings
And fly somewhere far abroad

Wing somewhere far abroad.

3.  Dear Kentucky
(Shawn Lane-Gerald Ellenburg/True cat Town Music-BMI, Wadako Publishing-BMI)

I miss the homeplace on the hillside
And the odor of apple blossoms in the air
I miss daddy's stories by the fireside
And my momma'south vocalisation as she kneeled in prayer

I'grand leaving tonight for dear Kentucky
Where wild roses flower this time of twelvemonth
I tin can feel the Apr sun shining on me
As I walk the fertile ground I love and so love

Is the corn still growing in the meadow
Where Miller plowed the basis in early on bound
Are the dogs all the same running through the red oaks
I'yard going dorsum to live that mode again

I long to meet sweet Angelina
I wonder if she even so remembers me
It's been many years since I've seen her
In my heart in that location's a place she'll always be

I'm leaving tonight for Dearest Kentucky
Where wild roses bloom this time of year
I can feel the summer sun shining on me
Every bit I walk the fertile ground I beloved so love

iv.  In Texas This night
(Tim Stafford-Bobby Starnes/Daniel House Music, BMI-Information technology Says What It Says Music,BMI)

He's out on the prairie this night, headed for Austin
She worries about him alone, and prays for him frequently
She said don't comprehend your tracks
So you can find your way back
Non a deject in the heaven as the coyote cries in the altitude
In Texas tonight

He camped for the night on the banks of the large Brazos River
And he dreamed of his wife back at home and the life he would give her
He said it wouldn't be long
Until these hard times are gone
He hums a sugariness melody as the gilt harvest moon slowly rises
In Texas tonight

No one can say what will be
In life there'south no guarantees
Somewhere on the prairie tonight, this side of Austin
She worries nearly him alone, and prays for him oft
She'll dream of honey without end
Until she sees him again
Non a cloud in the heaven as the coyote cries in the altitude
In Texas tonight

five.  Cochise County
(Tim Stafford-Bobby Starnes/Daniel House Music, BMI-It Says What Information technology Says Music,BMI)

He was born near Hale Missouri

On the solar day that Vicksburg roughshod

And sky hath no fury

like a boy raised up in hell

He heard about Frank and Jesse

And how they robbed to feed the poor

But he robbed to suit his pleasure

and killed for goose egg more

Chorus

Expressionless or alive read his bounty

thirty notches on his gun

The meanest human in Cochise Canton

picked the incorrect identify to run

 Riding out to California

Where no police had heard his proper noun

About the bright San Pedro Valley

Like a moth drawn to a flame

 He hired with Johnny Ringo

Curly Bill and Texas Jack

He loaned his soul to the devil

Merely he'll never get information technology back

6.  Orville's Webb
(Jason Burleson / Terrible Two's Music-BMI)

Instrumental.

seven.   Ain't No Better, Ain't No Worse
(Wayne Taylor-Tim Stafford/Forty WAT Music-BMI, Daniel Business firm Music-BMI)

Another day just like the last

I tin see my future living in the by

Same ol' chapter, different poetry

Ain't No Amend, Ain't no worse

Ain't getting no younger, to the lowest degree I'm getting older

Got the weight of the world on my shoulders

Need to put my problems up on the shelf

stop feeling sorry for myself

You're a young man, all you got is fourth dimension

That'southward what I idea when I was in my natural prime

Go on digging that pigsty, one twenty-four hours you'll encounter

Buddy Y'all'll wind upwardly but like me

viii.  A Place I've Never Seen
(Shawn Lane-Gerald Ellenburg/Cat Boondocks Music-BMI, Wadako Publishing-BMI)

9.   I Already Do
(Tim Stafford-Steve Gulley/Daniel Firm Music, BMI-Gulley'south Curve Music,BMI)

1) He could tell the automobile was comin' from the dust a mile abroad

He climbed down off the tractor, without too much to say

A handshake and a promise of riches he'd never seen

He said "My Daddy bought this land when he was seventeen."

two) The man in the adapt just smiled and said "I don't think you understand."

If yous just sign these papers, you lot'll be a wealthy man

Buy a mansion on a hilltop, Just enjoy the view

The old human looked out in the distance and said, "I already do"

CH) The wind even so blows the fields of corn where we worked when I was immature

I yet smell the honeysuckle, taste the water on my tongue

In my eyes, the skies are always Carolina blue

Yous say I could live anywhere I want,

I already do

3) He climbed dorsum on his Farmall, watched big coin drive abroad

He nevertheless had things to do and it was way up in the day

He wiped the sweat out of his eyebrows, Cut a chew of King Bee Twist

Never gave another thought to all the things he might have missed

TAG) If you take a life that's uncomplicated, someone whose love is true

You hope one day to have it all, but You already do

10.   Life Song
(Shawn Lane/Cat Town Music-BMI)

11.  I Can't Think of One
(Wayne Taylor-Ronnie Bowman/Forty WAT Music-BMI, William Franklin Publishing-BMI)

12.  That Sounds More Like Heaven to Me
(Wayne Taylor/Xl WAT Music-BMI)

Original Traditional

Rounder Records,  Sept 9, 2016.

* 2017 GRAMMY Nomination - Best Bluegrass Album
* 2017 IBMA Gospel Recorded Performance of the Year Nomination ~ Hallelujah
* Number # i Anthology on Roots Music Study and Bluegrass Unlimited Charts
* Ii # 1 Songs on Bluegrass Today Chart
* Number # vi Anthology on the RMR Meridian Bluegrass Album Chart for the Yr 2017

2. If Lonesome Don't Kill Me
(Tim Stafford-Bobby Starnes/Daniel House Music, BMI-It Says What It Says Music,BMI)

Chorus

The whiskey'southward for the hard times

From here it's all uphill

So if lonesome don't impale me

Perchance the whiskey will

Mayhap the whiskey will

Poetry

Well she left me without warning

Packed it up and gone

She'll hit Galax by morning time

Time for moving on

Fare thee well, so long

Poetry

Well you know This ain't my first fourth dimension

and she won't be the last

All I need is a reason

George Dickel And a glass

it'southward coming on me fast

Verse

I'll be over her tomorrow

Only hurtin just the same

Cause tonight I'm drowning sorrow

And blowing out a flame

Just like a hurricane

ii. Last Fourth dimension I'll Always Leave This Boondocks
(Tim Stafford-Jon Weisberger/Daniel House Music, BMI-Use Your Words Music,BMI)

Chorus

I'm leaving this town for the final time

Don't look for me cause I won't be around

I should have been smarter the first time

It's The last time I'll ever exit this boondocks

Verse

The first fourth dimension was just a alert

Trouble's coming down the line

It moved in to stay come the morn

So I'thousand leaving this cold town behind

Verse

I'yard wishin' that I'd never met her

And wonderin' if I'll ever learn

The next time is leap to exist better

One day information technology's gonna be My turn

9. Wilkes County Clay
(Tim Stafford-Bobby Starnes/Daniel House Music, BMI-It Says What It Says Music,BMI)

Poesy

In Northward Carolina, in the County of Wilkes

In that location'southward a tale of deception, murder and guilt

I'll spare no compassion, the truth I will tell

Let God solitary judge me, this side of hell

Verse

Miss Annie and Laura, the fairest of fair

Cast a spell on all suitors, with beauty so rare

One was jealous, the other naive

Ane planned to marry, one to deceive

Chorus

Tom won't you play your fiddle?

play a blithesome song

Don't worry about tomorrow

Cause tomorrow y'all'll exist gone

Poesy

Annie said Laura, Tom said to me

Come across him on the hillside neath the sycamore trees

just subsequently midnight this last 24-hour interval of May

Get to him Laura, and both run abroad

Poesy

She hid like a panther in the black of the night

and killed Laura Foster with a os handle knife

She buried her body in a cold shallow grave

along with her cloak-and-dagger, in the Wilkes County clay

Verse

Now Sheriff Bob Grayson was a hard jealous man

All that he wanted was young Laura's mitt

His center was broken, his head total of rage

when he blamed Tom Dula, not a question was raised

Poetry

In the village of Statesville, his case quickly tried

He spoke not a word, in defense force of his life

They hung him by the neck on the concluding twenty-four hour period of June

And His final asking was an one-time fiddle tune

11. She Ain't Worth It
(Tim Stafford-Steve Gulley/Daniel House Music, BMI-Gulleys Curve Music,BMI)

1) Idea I'd requite information technology one more try

But she was setting me up to say good day

Simply like this teardrop in my centre

she ain't worth information technology

2) Picked mysef up off the floor

Watched her walk correct out the door

Reached for my old 44

but she ain't worth it

3) But that was a long time agone

Now I've taught myself simply to let it go

Just sit down and bathe in the afterglow

Crusade she ain't worth information technology

CH) She own't worth the worry human being

Improve exit now while you can

Get that girl off your listen

boy that reason own't got no rhyme

Ain't no need to waste your time

she ain't worth it

iv) Every solar day a brand new fight

She'll interruption your centre just for spite

Something here don't add upward right

She ain't worth information technology

five) You might think I had information technology fabricated

but y'all don't know the cost I paid

Let's but call a spade a spade

boys she own't worth information technology

6) Before the band was off her hand

She was making plans with another man

I hope by at present you sympathize

She ain't worth information technology

The Game

Rounder Records, January 2014.

* Nominated for 2014 IBMA Album of the Year
* Nominated for 2014 IBMA Song of the Year - The Game
* Reigned at #1 for 7 months on the Bluegrass Unlimited Album Chart (Jun-Dec 2014)

* Named the #1 Bluegrass Album of the Year by critic Daniel Mullins in his end of the year Peak 20 Albums of 2014 list in Bluegrass Today.

2. Remind Me of You
(Tim Stafford-Craig Market place/Daniel Firm Music, BMI-Drib D Publishing, BMI)

I started slowly similar I always do

Day old java at the crack of apex

I institute your number in the pocket of my pants

The good twenty-four hours I was wishing for never had a chance

Jumped in that pickup that I bought for you

Guess they don't make 'em like they used to do

Turned on the radio and much to my surprise

There ain't no way you lot know, to Hide Your Lying Eyes

CH) Just like the sun keeps comin up and down

Some memories go along on coming dorsum around

I don't need another reason to believe

Like I need anything reminding me of you

Information technology's ever love that turns your head around

It hurts similar hell when information technology comes crashing downward

We lost rail of correct and wrong somehow

Who'southward to blame and does it matter now?

We had our moment only it's come and gone

A ghost that's haunted me for way as well long

I wish that I could shut the book, and let the story cease

But every time I turn the folio, you're turning up once more

five.A Alter of Faith in Tennessee
(Tim Stafford-Steve Gulley/Daniel Firm Music, BMI-Gulleys Curve Music, BMI)

Five) I used to believe every line, used to hang on every discussion
girl, If you said it, it was true
Now the things i took for gospel merely get more absurd
And the Truth is just another indicate of view

CH) In Montana, the mountains are forever
 blue skies as far as you lot tin can run into
In California there's no changing of the seasons
Simply there's been a change of Faith in Tennessee

V) I woke up born over again this morn, finally saw the light
And and then many other things I couldn't  come across
 a brand new Book of Revelation gave me back my sight
in that location's been a alter of Organized religion in Tennessee

Br) you were my  redemption but the cost was mode too high
 salvation dont hateful nothin til it's  free

V) I made my peace with my maker, now I'm set to move on
Roll the stone across the door
The trunk of our love is laying in the tomb
Its gone and will rise once more no more

7.Church Bell Hymeneals Blues
(Tim Stafford-Jon Weisberger/Daniel House Music, BMI-Use Your Words Music, BMI)

Walking down the boulevard on a Sunday afternoon
Feeling good right down to my my shoes
Then I heard 'em ringing out, where I'yard headin, there'south no doubt
I've got the church bong wedding blues

Every time I hear them sometime bells band, ring ring
For everybody else its Happy news
But all I hear is some other vocal of how you proved untrue
And I become the church building bell wedding ceremony blues

Maybe if I blow this town, change my point of view
Some might just requite up but I refuse
Put the pedal to the floor just to hear my engine roar
And drive away These Church bell wedding blues

Every fourth dimension I hear them old bells ring, ring ring
For everybody else information technology'southward Happy news
just all I've got is a cleaved eye and information technology's left a mighty bruise
Sounds like The church building bell wedding dejection

Every time I hear them old bells ring, ring ring
For everybody else it's Happy news
But all I hear them telling me is son, y'all'll never lose
The depression and lonesome church building bell wedding blues

vii.My Last Day in the Mine
(Tim Stafford-Wayne Taylor/Daniel House Music, BMI-Xl WAT Music, BMI)

V1) It's my last day on the job, later forty years of loading coal I knew one mean solar day I'd face the cease

Seems similar simply yesterday, a straight backed male child barely twenty one who didn't have to strain to catch his wind

There'southward a lot of mixed emotions, all the friends and family I've seen come and go downwards in the hole

And I'm  not certain if I'g the kind of human, who can spend all day sitting past himself, slowly growin' old
With a fishin' pole

CH) it'southward my  final mean solar day in the mine
I never idea there would come a time
Id never go back surreptitious, lay my dinner saucepan down
It's my last day in the mine

V3) the super said to me, today we're gonna keep you off the line, but stay backside

Well I know that's how it goes, only I'd rather throw my marker in the car i last time Would be so fine

Sounds of Habitation

Rounder Records, 2011

* Nominated for 2012 IBMA Anthology of the Year
* Nominated for 2012 IBMA Song of the Year - Sounds of Home
* Nominated for 2012 IBMA Instrumental Recorded Functioning of the Year - Roaring Creek

3. Bluebird Days
(Tim Stafford-Craig Market/Daniel House Music, BMI-Drop D Publishing, BMI)

CH) Bluebird Days, the way I remember them

Fly  fly away at summer'southward terminate

remember my friend

Till they come up around again

i) Frozen in my memory, the day that I met you

I saw the end of winter in a flash of pulverisation blue

Did I hear you say that he was conveying the sky upon his back?

two) Now the nights are getting colder and the days are not and so long

I call back about y'all every time I hear that song

I'll exist waiting if yous notice your way back dwelling house to me again

five. Heather and Billy
(Tim Stafford-Steve Gulley/Daniel Business firm Music, BMI-Gulleys Bend Music, BMI)

1) Heather and Billy merely had i son of their ain

Just you hardly ever saw him playing all lonely

Some were abased, some abused, some neglected, others used

But every Monday's kid felt at abode, never alone

2) Deplorable-eyed Samantha, she'southward just six years old

But she tells y'all things a kid should never know

How she cried herself to slumber, and prayed the Lord her soul to keep

It's a wonder she's standing hither today, God fabricated a way

Br) Never thinking of themselves, merely how to treat someone else

A quiet home merely never was their style

Can't say they had a vision, or something more proufound

Truth is they just couldn't plough 'em down

3) Heather and Billy, they're but like me and you lot

But wait a little closer and yous'll learn a matter or ii

How to love, how to grieve, How to make yourself believe

When Baton says we're gonna arrive through, we always do

9.If You've Got Something to Say
(Tim Stafford-Jon Weisberger/Daniel House Music, BMI-Use Your Words Music, BMI)

ane) Lately you been acting like there'due south something on your heed

tell me would you similar to clear the air

Information technology's hard for me to achieve you when yous're preoccupied

Honey that won't go you anywhere

CH) But If Yous've Got Something to Say

Come right out and say it, I'll notice out anyway

Don't put off till tomorrow what you oughtta do today

If You Got Something to Say

2) Yesterday you told me that you lost your wedding band

Today I found information technology tucked inside your purse

You say that you lot still dearest me, Baby that don't mean a thing

Empty words just make it worse

CH) But If You've Got Something to Say

Come up right out and say information technology, I'll find out anyhow

Don't let me go along living in this dream of yesterday

If You Got Something to Say

BR) If y'all actually think information technology'southward over

You don't demand an excuse

I tin can take the truth but I can't have a lie

TAG) Don't make me wait forever Babe, you know I'm turning gray

If You Got Something to Say

12. Drinking From a Deeper Well
(Tim Stafford-Bob Minner/Daniel Business firm Music, BMI-Missouriboy Music, BMI)

one) Grocery line headlines

all kinds of stop signs

Practice it now deadlines

were bringing me down

My mode of living

was taking not giving

the art of forgiving

was brusk in supply

CH) These days I listen

for what I've been missing

Like stories my son wants to tell

I've learned how to slow down

Every day I'thousand above ground

I'm Drinking from a Deeper Well

2) Today'due south all we're living

tomorrow's non given

but riches are hidden

in everyday life

So observe your ain reason

and there'll be a season

continue on believing

and beverage till you're full

TAG:  sweet inspiration

simple conservancy

Drinking from a Deeper Well

Through the Window of a Train

Rounder Records, 2008

*  IBMA Song of the Year 2008 - Through the Window of a Train
* Nominated for 2008 IBMA Album of the Yr

1. Life of a Travelin' Homo
(Shawn Lane/True cat Town Music, BMI)

Go the m cut down and the babies fed
A million songs runnin' through my head
Daylight comes I'll be gone again
When does the highway ever end
My shoulders bare such a heavy load
Hard to keep my thoughts all in a row
I tin can't slow downwardly the life I've chose
Somehow I love the way information technology goes
Fourth dimension moves fast and the wheels plough slow
That'due south how the life of a travelin' man goes

The winds of change are a blowin' through
Only like they're always gonna practise
They'll turn the page to another name
Unlike flick in the same ole frame
Lightning flashing up ahead
A million songs runnin' through my head
I can't name every place I've been
Simply if the Lord is willing I'll be in that location over again

two. Through the Window of a Railroad train
(Tim Stafford-Steve Gulley/Daniel House Music, BMI-Gulley'due south Curve Music, BMI)

Everybody drives the same old roads these days
Don't encounter a affair, but they know the fashion
Every mile's a marker, every town'southward the aforementioned
Some other place to stop just non to stay

Daddy was a brakeman on the L&N
Sometimes he'd let me ride along with him
No matter where we'd finish along the manner
Everybody knew his proper name

A dissimilar story down every line
People workin' difficult just to live and die
I saw it all once upon a fourth dimension
Through the window of a railroad train

And then nosotros started dorsum the way nosotros came
Like people moving through a motion-picture show frame
Seems the whole globe's further down the track
Merely I'thousand always looking back

I don't expect you all to understand
Or see the state like a railroad man
And then many things yous'd never realize
Unless you lot saw 'em with these optics

Birmingham to Jackson, hear the whistle phone call
And the sun goes downward like a big blood-red ball
In my memory I yet see it all
Through the window of a train

3. Sycamore Hollow
(Shawn Lane-Gerald Ellenburg/Cat Town Music, BMI-Wadako Publishing, BMI)

It was down by the forked stream
Out in Sycamore Holler
I went downward in my best of apparel
To take her from her father

With hair down to her waist
The colour of strawberries
Down by the forked stream
By night fall nosotros would marry

I sure love the farmer's daughter
Back in Sycamore Holler

On a horse seventeen hands loftier
He rode in Sherman 's army
To Atlanta town against her will
He took my woman from me

Well I grabbed my pocketknife and
both of my guns
In a loud voice I did call her
Upon a lightning horse I swore once again
As I left Sycamore Holler

I will bring the farmer'due south daughter
Dorsum to Sycamore Holler

Information technology was downwardly by the river'south edge
I meet the campfire flicker
Four dead men lay behind
As I leave that camp with her

Now our children play in a forked stream
Out in Sycamore Holler
With a male child similar me and a girl like her
We'll always exist together

I sure dearest the farmer's daughter
Down in Sycamore Holler

4. Homeless Human
(Wayne Taylor/Forty WAT Music, BMI)

They called him Skeet, his proper name was Neb
Corporal William Howard Campbell,
they never knew and never will
He did his time with the 101
They took a unproblematic country male child
and taught him how to utilize a gun
Subsequently 4 long years in service,
two tours in Vietnam
The state that he served so well
doesn't seem to requite a damn
That he's a homeless human being

He has a son, lives in L.A.
He hasn't spoke to him in twenty years,
he just don't know what to say
He had a loving wife, she was his correct manus
Till the nightmares and the memories
became more that she could stand
At present he has everything he owns
in a worn-out shopping cart
He'southward never begged for annihilation,
he but doesn't have the heart
He's merely a homeless homo

Now in this land of plenty
where and so many have it all,
He sleeps in an alley one-half a block from city hall

They found him there one common cold November nighttime
Though he'd won so many battles,
this time he'd lost the fight
No 1 seemed to care that he was gone
They laid him in a pauper'due south grave
with a tiny petty stone
Every bit a young man and his female parent
sat alone and cried,
Holding the Silverish Star medallion
someone found there past his side
He was a homeless man

He was merely a homeless man

five. Where Did the Morning Get?
(Shawn Lane/Cat Town Music, BMI)

Where did the morning go?
I meant to do much more with this life
I was born a clear and sunny twenty-four hours
Now evening shadows fall my mode
Where did the morning time go?

Information technology was dawn when my babies cried
Now they're able to walk out on their own
I've had a family that I've always loved
And I made peace with my God above
Merely where did the morning go?

I've held easily that I loved to hold
But an evenin' came when I had to let 'em become
I still write the words down to my songs
But it's different voices that sing along
Where did the morning go?

6. Two Soldiers
(Tim Stafford-Wood Newton/Daniel House Music, BMI–Rope-a-Dope Music, BMI)

We prove up every forenoon,
our uniforms are pressed
All spit and polish, we have to look our best
This message that we behave
is a heavy load to deport
For those who pay the price with sacrifice
We have to show nosotros care

Everybody has a duty, a style they can shine
The ones who go over there
and those who stay behind
Some ain't coming back, reality is grim
It's up to me and Sergeant Jack
To intermission the news to them

We're the two soldiers no i wants to meet
In a plain black sedan
rolling slowly downwards the street
By the toys and the bikes
below the maple trees
Where fading yellow ribbons
wave gently in the breeze
A loved one's in a ameliorate place
They won't be back no more than
At present in that location's ii soldiers at the door

Sometimes they see u.s. coming
and autumn down on their knees
Tears are overflowing,
crying "no, God, please."
Sometimes they merely stand up there, silent as a stone
With no surprise in their eyes
Like they knew it all along

See the soldiers on the tarmac, ready to deploy
Husbands and wives with little girls and boys
Say a silent prayer they all come back live
And never come across Jack and me pull up in their drive

seven. The N Cove
(Jason Burleson/Terrible Twos Music, BMI)

(Instrumental)

8. A Week from Today
(Tim Stafford-Robert G. Starnes/Daniel House Music, BMI-Information technology Says What It Says Music, BMI)

Time is a funny thing you know
No affair where you lot are it comes and goes
I've lived my life one day at a time
Time is all I've had and all I know

Home is a state of mind it'south said
Four walls and a roof within your head
To some information technology might seem strange,
but I'm too damn old to change
Now the warden says the state requires my bed

It'south been fifty years since they sent me hither
I had forty-ix more to get
But a week from today
They'll open this gate for good
And I'll have to walk abroad
But Lord knows I'd stay if I could

I won't terminal a day out there alone
This prison cell's the only home I've known
The world outside has inverse,
but the one inside's the same
I'll accept to observe a mode to get back habitation

9. My Ropin' Days Are Done
(Tim Stafford-Robert Yard. Starnes/Daniel House Music, BMI-It Says What It Says Music, BMI)

I was thinkin' 'bout Mary as I left Tucumcari
With four hours to brand Santa Fe
I know she's been hopin' I'll quit this damn ropin'
Just that's 1 affair that she'd never say

Information technology'south a cowboy's addiction, the smell and the friction
Of the rope when it'due south dallied and taut
Every year information technology gets rougher,
but her love is tougher
Than any steer I've always fought

It's more than than a livin', information technology'due south been my whole life
Taken and given the pleasure and strife…
Merely I've known all forth that this twenty-four hour period would come
Estimate my ropin' days are washed

In that location'south headers and heelers, addicts and dealers
And Crown to cover the fear
I been a saint and a sinner, a loser and winner
Then where practice I become from here?

I could be dwelling by daybreak if I turn around at present
I'God boys, it's been fun
Tell the girls in Nogales I'm headed to Dallas
Now my ropin' days are done

10. Blues on Blues
(Tim Stafford-Robert G. Starnes-Jon Weisberger/Daniel House Music, BMI-It Says What Information technology Says Music, BMI-Employ Your Words Music, BMI)

Blues on blues, pain on pain
Nothing to do but watch it rain
Tears autumn downwards from missing you lot, oh Lord
Color you lot gone and colour me blue on blue

V years agone when we offset met
I never dreamed that I'd regret
Loving you the way I do, oh Lord
You fell for another and left me blue on blueish

Running out of tears, running out of middle
Also tired to make another start
Don't wanna notice somebody new, oh Lord
Cause I'm not over you, I'thousand blue on bluish

The day may come when I'll try again
With a little luck, next time I'll win
When y'all got nothing, you got nothing to lose, oh Lord
When you striking rock bottom there's nothing but blues
on blues

Blues on blues, pain on pain
Nothing to do but watch information technology rain
Tears fall downward from missing you, oh Lord
Color you gone and color me blueish on bluish

11. V-Bottom Boat
(Shawn Lane/True cat Town Music, BMI)

If I can observe a river or a fast piffling stream
Or a big ole loftier mountain
with a footling lake in between

A 5-bottom boat, a v-bottom gunkhole
A 5-bottom boat'll accept me
where I want to go

Ol' Noah cried out to the Lord,
"God what shall I practise?"
God said to build a v-bottom boat and
y'all'll go through

A v-bottom boat, a 5-bottom boat
A v-bottom boat'll take you
where you desire to go

Cars, planes and trains can take you
almost anywhere
But a v-bottom boat is how I'd rather
get there

A v-bottom boat, a v-lesser boat
A v-lesser gunkhole'll take me
where I want to go

Ane day I'll observe the stream that leads up to
my Savior fair
I'll ride in a v-bottom boat to meet him there

12. Just Another Gravel in the Road
(Wayne Taylor/Forty WAT Music, BMI)

Y'all keep saying things I don't understand
I try existent hard to never allow it show
Your sophisticated ways take left me in a shock
I guess I'g just some other gravel in the road

My friends all tried to tell me when I met you
Yous're needn't retrieve you lot'll always keep that girl
They said your loftier-course taste would lay my
life to waste product
And I'd never exist accepted in your world

I've started to believe what they've been saying
It'southward becoming clear our feelings
aren't the same
Y'all keep trying to change me
from what I choose to be
But yous gotta know that
I don't play that game

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