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Ive Traveled East and West and Now Im Back Again

Somewhere Far Away:  Silver Ceremony Album

Rounder Records, Aug 2, 2019.

1.  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 back when he was well-nigh 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 plain
Out beneath the quilted sky
Where I can see both ends of the train

He said I saw the Buffalo, the herds would last for days
Back before the railroad came
At present it'southward all moved on without me simply I miss the older ways
And I know it can never be the same

They cached him at Rockville and his kind won't ascent once more
I hope his soul tin can find some residual
To the earth he's long forgotten, but to me he was a friend
I still recall his concluding request

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

Have you e'er been left all alone like a child
No one happens your way
People stare through you lot as they laissez passer you past
As they hurry forth through their twenty-four hour period

In the decorated courtyard there the green grass yous'll find
Water flows cool o'er the vine
Pennies smoothen bright as they glare in the dominicus
And they happen to be more often than not mine


Happen to be mostly mine
Have you ever tried to come across all the stars in the sky
Looking upwards through the large urban center lights
An empty street gives you a chill in your soul

As a folio of the newspaper blows by
A petty bird makes this big urban center his abode
He could leave simply he chooses to stay
You wish you could ask him to borrow his wings
And fly somewhere far away

Fly somewhere far away.

three.  Dear Kentucky
(Shawn Lane-Gerald Ellenburg/Cat Town Music-BMI, Wadako Publishing-BMI)

I miss the homeplace on the hillside
And the smell of apple tree blossoms in the air
I miss daddy'southward stories by the fireside
And my momma's phonation as she kneeled in prayer

I'm leaving tonight for dear Kentucky
Where wild roses bloom this fourth dimension of year
I tin can feel the April sunday shining on me
Every bit I walk the fertile footing I love then dear

Is the corn still growing in the meadow
Where Miller plowed the ground in early on spring
Are the dogs nonetheless running through the cherry oaks
I'm going back to live that way again

I long to meet sweetness Angelina
I wonder if she still remembers me
It's been many years since I've seen her
In my heart there'south a place she'll always be

I'chiliad leaving tonight for Dear Kentucky
Where wild roses bloom this fourth dimension of year
I tin can feel the summertime dominicus shining on me
Every bit I walk the fertile basis I love and then honey

iv.  In Texas Tonight
(Tim Stafford-Bobby Starnes/Daniel Business firm Music, BMI-It Says What It Says Music,BMI)

He'south out on the prairie tonight, headed for Austin
She worries nearly him alone, and prays for him often
She said don't cover your tracks
So you lot can discover your mode back
Non a cloud in the heaven as the coyote cries in the distance
In Texas tonight

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

No one can say what will be
In life there's no guarantees
Somewhere on the prairie tonight, this side of Austin
She worries about him alone, and prays for him ofttimes
She'll dream of love without stop
Until she sees him again
Non a cloud in the sky as the coyote cries in the distance
In Texas tonight

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

He was born about Hale Missouri

On the twenty-four hour period that Vicksburg fell

And sky hath no fury

similar a boy raised up in hell

He heard virtually Frank and Jesse

And how they robbed to feed the poor

Merely he robbed to suit his pleasure

and killed for aught more than

Chorus

Dead or alive read his compensation

xxx notches on his gun

The meanest homo in Cochise County

picked the wrong place to run

 Riding out to California

Where no police force had heard his proper noun

Near the bright San Pedro Valley

Like a moth fatigued to a flame

 He hired with Johnny Ringo

Curly Beak and Texas Jack

He loaned his soul to the devil

But he'll never get it back

six.  Orville'southward Webb
(Jason Burleson / Terrible 2's Music-BMI)

Instrumental.

7.   Ain't No Better, Ain't No Worse
(Wayne Taylor-Tim Stafford/Xl WAT Music-BMI, Daniel House Music-BMI)

Some other day just like the last

I can see my time to come living in the by

Aforementioned ol' chapter, different poesy

Own't No Ameliorate, Ain't no worse

Ain't getting no younger, least I'yard getting older

Got the weight of the earth on my shoulders

Need to put my problems upwardly on the shelf

stop feeling sorry for myself

You're a young man, all y'all got is time

That's what I thought when I was in my natural prime

Go along digging that pigsty, one solar day you'll see

Buddy You'll wind up just like me

eight.  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 House Music, BMI-Gulley'southward Curve Music,BMI)

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

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 state when he was seventeen."

2) The man in the suit just smiled and said "I don't think you sympathise."

If you just sign these papers, you'll be a wealthy human being

Buy a mansion on a hilltop, Only enjoy the view

The old man looked out in the altitude and said, "I already practice"

CH) The wind nonetheless blows the fields of corn where we worked when I was young

I still aroma the honeysuckle, taste the water on my tongue

In my eyes, the skies are always Carolina blue

You lot say I could live anywhere I want,

I already do

iii) He climbed back on his Farmall, watched big money drive away

He still had things to do and information technology was mode up in the twenty-four hours

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

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

TAG) If you lot have a life that'due south simple, someone whose love is true

You hope ane twenty-four hour period to have information technology all, but You already practice

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

xi.  I Tin can't Think of Ane
(Wayne Taylor-Ronnie Bowman/Forty WAT Music-BMI, William Franklin Publishing-BMI)

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

Original Traditional

Rounder Records,  Sept 9, 2016.

* 2017 GRAMMY Nomination - Best Bluegrass Album
* 2017 IBMA Gospel Recorded Functioning of the Year Nomination ~ Hallelujah
* Number # 1 Album on Roots Music Written report and Bluegrass Unlimited Charts
* Two # 1 Songs on Bluegrass Today Chart
* Number # 6 Album on the RMR Top Bluegrass Album Nautical chart for the Yr 2017

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

Chorus

The whiskey'due south for the hard times

From here it'due south all uphill

So if lonesome don't kill me

Peradventure the whiskey will

Maybe the whiskey will

Verse

Well she left me without warning

Packed information technology up and gone

She'll hit Galax by morning

Fourth dimension for moving on

Fare thee well, so long

Verse

Well you know This ain't my first time

and she won't be the last

All I need is a reason

George Dickel And a drinking glass

information technology'southward coming on me fast

Verse

I'll be over her tomorrow

But hurtin just the aforementioned

Cause this night I'm drowning sorrow

And bravado out a flame

Only like a hurricane

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

Chorus

I'1000 leaving this town for the final time

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

I should have been smarter the first time

It's The last time I'll ever leave this town

Poesy

The first time was only a warning

Trouble's coming down the line

Information technology moved in to stay come the morning time

So I'thou leaving this cold boondocks behind

Verse

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

And wonderin' if I'll e'er learn

The adjacent time is spring to be improve

Ane day it's gonna be My plow

9. Wilkes Canton Clay
(Tim Stafford-Bobby Starnes/Daniel Business firm Music, BMI-It Says What It Says Music,BMI)

Poetry

In North Carolina, in the County of Wilkes

There's a tale of deception, murder and guilt

I'll spare no pity, the truth I volition tell

Let God solitary judge me, this side of hell

Poetry

Miss Annie and Laura, the fairest of fair

Cast a spell on all suitors, with beauty then rare

One was jealous, the other naive

Ane planned to marry, 1 to deceive

Chorus

Tom won't y'all play your fiddle?

play a joyful song

Don't worry almost tomorrow

Cause tomorrow y'all'll be gone

Verse

Annie said Laura, Tom said to me

Meet him on the hillside neath the sycamore trees

simply after midnight this concluding 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 bone handle knife

She cached her torso in a cold shallow grave

forth with her hugger-mugger, in the Wilkes Canton clay

Verse

Now Sheriff Bob Grayson was a hard jealous man

All that he wanted was young Laura's manus

His heart was broken, his head full of rage

when he blamed Tom Dula, not a question was raised

Poesy

In the village of Statesville, his case rapidly tried

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

They hung him by the neck on the last day of June

And His final request was an old fiddle tune

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

1) Thought I'd give it ane more endeavor

But she was setting me up to say goodbye

Just like this teardrop in my eye

she own't worth it

2) Picked mysef upward off the floor

Watched her walk right out the door

Reached for my one-time 44

but she ain't worth information technology

3) But that was a long time ago

Now I've taught myself simply to let it go

Just sit and bathe in the afterglow

Cause she ain't worth it

CH) She ain't worth the worry homo

Better get out 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 day a brand new fight

She'll suspension your eye simply for spite

Something hither don't add upwards right

She ain't worth it

5) You might remember I had it made

merely you lot don't know the price I paid

Let's just telephone call a spade a spade

boys she ain't worth it

vi) Before the band was off her hand

She was making plans with another human being

I hope by at present you sympathise

She ain't worth it

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 #one for 7 months on the Bluegrass Unlimited Anthology Chart (Jun-Dec 2014)

* Named the #i Bluegrass Anthology of the Year past critic Daniel Mullins in his end of the year Top 20 Albums of 2014 list in Bluegrass Today.

2. Remind Me of You
(Tim Stafford-Craig Market/Daniel Business firm Music, BMI-Drop D Publishing, BMI)

I started slowly like I e'er exercise

Mean solar day former coffee at the crack of apex

I establish your number in the pocket of my pants

The good solar day I was wishing for never had a gamble

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 know, to Hide Your Lying Eyes

CH) Simply like the sun keeps comin upward and downwardly

Some memories go on on coming back effectually

I don't need another reason to believe

Similar I need anything reminding me of you

It's e'er love that turns your head around

It hurts like hell when it comes crashing down

We lost track of correct and wrong somehow

Who's to blame and does it matter now?

We had our moment only information technology'due south come and gone

A ghost that's haunted me for way too long

I wish that I could close the book, and let the story end

Simply every fourth dimension I turn the page, you're turning up again

5.A Change of Faith in Tennessee
(Tim Stafford-Steve Gulley/Daniel House Music, BMI-Gulleys Curve Music, BMI)

V) I used to believe every line, used to hang on every word
girl, If you said it, it was truthful
At present the things i took for gospel simply become more absurd
And the Truth is but another point of view

CH) In Montana, the mountains are forever
 blueish skies equally far equally you can run into
In California there's no changing of the seasons
But there's been a alter of Religion in Tennessee

5) I woke up born again this morning, finally saw the light
So many other things I couldn't  see
 a brand new Book of Revelation gave me dorsum my sight
there's been a change of Faith in Tennessee

Br) you were my  redemption but the cost was way too loftier
 salvation dont mean nothin til it's  free

V) I made my peace with my maker, now I'thousand fix to movement on
Coil the stone across the door
The body of our love is laying in the tomb
Its gone and volition rise again no more

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

Walking downwards the boulevard on a Sunday afternoon
Feeling skillful right downwardly to my my shoes
And so I heard 'em ringing out, where I'm headin, in that location's no doubt
I've got the church bong wedding dejection

Every time I hear them old bells ring, band ring
For everybody else its Happy news
But all I hear is some other song of how you proved untrue
And I get the church bell nuptials dejection


Maybe if I blow this boondocks, change my indicate of view
Some might just give upwards just I refuse
Put the pedal to the floor just to hear my engine roar
And bulldoze away These Church bell hymeneals blues

Every time I hear them former bells ring, ring band
For everybody else it's Happy news
but all I've got is a broken centre and it'due south left a mighty bruise
Sounds like The church bell hymeneals blues

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

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

V1) It'due south my last day on the job, after forty years of loading coal I knew one mean solar day I'd face up the end

Seems like simply yesterday, a direct backed boy barely xx ane who didn't have to strain to grab his current of air

In that location's a lot of mixed emotions, all the friends and family I've seen come up and become down in the hole

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

CH) it's my  last day in the mine
I never thought at that place would come a time
Id never become back hole-and-corner, lay my dinner saucepan downwardly
It's my concluding twenty-four hours in the mine

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

Well I know that's how it goes, simply I'd rather throw my mark in the car i last fourth dimension Would be and then fine

Sounds of Home

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 Performance of the Year - Roaring Creek

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

CH) Bluebird Days, the mode I remember them

Fly  wing away at summer'southward end

remember my friend

Till they come up effectually over again

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

I saw the end of wintertime in a flash of powder blueish

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

ii) Now the nights are getting colder and the days are non and so long

I think virtually you every time I hear that song

I'll be waiting if you discover your style back home to me again

v. Heather and Billy
(Tim Stafford-Steve Gulley/Daniel House Music, BMI-Gulleys Bend Music, BMI)

1) Heather and Baton merely had one son of their own

Just you hardly e'er saw him playing all alone

Some were abandoned, some driveling, some neglected, others used

Simply every Monday'due south child felt at dwelling house, never alone

2) Sad-eyed Samantha, she's merely half dozen years former

Just she tells you things a kid should never know

How she cried herself to sleep, and prayed the Lord her soul to go on

It'southward a wonder she's continuing here today, God made a manner

Br) Never thinking of themselves, but how to care for someone else

A quiet home just never was their fashion

Tin can't say they had a vision, or something more than proufound

Truth is they just couldn't plough 'em downwardly

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

Just look a little closer and you lot'll larn a thing or ii

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

When Billy says we're gonna go far 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)

one) Lately y'all been acting like there's something on your listen

tell me would you like to clear the air

It'southward difficult for me to reach yous when you're preoccupied

Dear that won't become you anywhere

CH) But If You've Got Something to Say

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

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

If You Got Something to Say

2) Yesterday y'all told me that you lost your nuptials ring

Today I found it tucked within your purse

Y'all say that you still honey me, Baby that don't mean a thing

Empty words only make it worse

CH) But If Yous've Got Something to Say

Come up right out and say it, I'll find out anyway

Don't permit me go on living in this dream of yesterday

If Y'all Got Something to Say

BR) If you really think it'south over

You lot don't need an alibi

I can take the truth simply I can't have a lie

TAG) Don't make me wait forever Infant, you know I'thousand turning gray

If You Got Something to Say

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

ane) Grocery line headlines

all kinds of stop signs

Exercise it now deadlines

were bringing me down

My style of living

was taking not giving

the art of forgiving

was short in supply

CH) These days I listen

for what I've been missing

Similar stories my son wants to tell

I've learned how to deadening down

Every mean solar day I'1000 above footing

I'm Drinking from a Deeper Well

2) Today's all we're living

tomorrow's not given

merely riches are hidden

in everyday life

So find your ain reason

and there'll be a flavour

continue on believing

and drink till you lot're full

TAG:  sweet inspiration

uncomplicated salvation

Drinking from a Deeper Well

Through the Window of a Train

Rounder Records, 2008

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

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

Get the yard cut down and the babies fed
A million songs runnin' through my head
Daylight comes I'll exist gone again
When does the highway ever cease
My shoulders bare such a heavy load
Hard to keep my thoughts all in a row
I can't slow downwardly the life I've chose
Somehow I love the way it goes
Fourth dimension moves fast and the wheels turn slow
That'due south how the life of a travelin' human goes

The winds of change are a blowin' through
Just like they're e'er gonna do
They'll plough the page to another name
Different picture in the same ole frame
Lightning flashing up alee
A million songs runnin' through my caput
I can't name every place I've been
But if the Lord is willing I'll exist there again

2. Through the Window of a Train
(Tim Stafford-Steve Gulley/Daniel Business firm Music, BMI-Gulley's Bend Music, BMI)

Everybody drives the same old roads these days
Don't run across a affair, just they know the fashion
Every mile's a mark, every town'southward the aforementioned
Another place to terminate but not to stay

Daddy was a brakeman on the 50&N
Sometimes he'd allow me ride forth with him
No matter where we'd terminate along the way
Everybody knew his name

A dissimilar story down every line
People workin' hard but to live and die
I saw information technology all once upon a time
Through the window of a train

Then we started dorsum the way we came
Like people moving through a pic frame
Seems the whole globe's farther down the track
Merely I'm always looking back

I don't expect you lot all to understand
Or come across the country like a railroad human being
So many things you'd never realize
Unless you saw 'em with these eyes

Birmingham to Jackson, hear the whistle call
And the sunday goes down similar a big red ball
In my memory I yet encounter it all
Through the window of a train

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

It was downwardly by the forked stream
Out in Sycamore Holler
I went down in my all-time of wearing apparel
To have her from her father

With hair down to her waist
The colour of strawberries
Down past the forked stream
By night autumn we 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 knife and
both of my guns
In a loud voice I did telephone call her
Upon a lightning equus caballus I swore once again
As I left Sycamore Holler

I will bring the farmer's daughter
Back to Sycamore Holler

It was downward by the river's edge
I see the campfire flicker
Four dead men lay behind
Every bit I leave that campsite with her

Now our children play in a forked stream
Out in Sycamore Holler
With a boy like me and a girl like her
Nosotros'll e'er be together

I sure love the farmer'due south daughter
Down in Sycamore Holler

iv. Homeless Man
(Wayne Taylor/Twoscore WAT Music, BMI)

They chosen him Skeet, his name was Bill
Corporal William Howard Campbell,
they never knew and never will
He did his time with the 101
They took a simple country male child
and taught him how to apply a gun
Afterwards 4 long years in service,
two tours in Vietnam
The country that he served then well
doesn't seem to give a damn
That he's a homeless human

He has a son, lives in Fifty.A.
He hasn't spoke to him in 20 years,
he just don't know what to say
He had a loving married woman, she was his right hand
Till the nightmares and the memories
became more that she could stand up
Now he has everything he owns
in a worn-out shopping cart
He'due south never begged for anything,
he just doesn't have the heart
He'due south just a homeless human being

At present in this land of plenty
where and so many have it all,
He sleeps in an aisle half a block from city hall

They found him there ane common cold November dark
Though he'd won so many battles,
this fourth dimension he'd lost the fight
No i seemed to care that he was gone
They laid him in a pauper'southward grave
with a tiny little stone
As a beau and his mother
saturday lone and cried,
Property the Silver Star medallion
someone constitute at that place by his side
He was a homeless human being

He was only a homeless human being

5. Where Did the Morning Go?
(Shawn Lane/True cat Boondocks Music, BMI)

Where did the morning go?
I meant to exercise much more than with this life
I was born a articulate and sunny day
At present evening shadows fall my way
Where did the forenoon become?

It was dawn when my babies cried
At present 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
But where did the forenoon go?

I've held hands 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 unlike voices that sing forth
Where did the forenoon go?

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

We show up every morning,
our uniforms are pressed
All spit and polish, we have to expect our all-time
This message that we carry
is a heavy load to bear
For those who pay the price with sacrifice
We take to show nosotros intendance

Everybody has a duty, a mode they tin polish
The ones who go over there
and those who stay behind
Some ain't coming back, reality is grim
It'south upwardly to me and Sergeant Jack
To interruption the news to them

We're the ii soldiers no i wants to see
In a patently blackness sedan
rolling slowly down the street
Past the toys and the bikes
below the maple trees
Where fading yellowish ribbons
moving ridge gently in the cakewalk
A loved one'south in a better place
They won't be back no more than
Now there'southward two soldiers at the door

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

Encounter the soldiers on the tarmac, ready to deploy
Husbands and wives with piffling girls and boys
Say a silent prayer they all come back alive
And never come across Jack and me pull up in their bulldoze

7. The North Cove
(Jason Burleson/Terrible Twos Music, BMI)

(Instrumental)

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

Time is a funny thing you lot know
No matter where you 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 land of listen information technology's said
4 walls and a roof within your head
To some it might seem foreign,
but I'thousand too damn old to change
Now the warden says the state requires my bed

It's been fifty years since they sent me here
I had forty-nine more to go
Just a calendar week from today
They'll open this gate for skillful
And I'll have to walk away
Merely Lord knows I'd stay if I could

I won't last a mean solar day out at that place alone
This prison cell's the only home I've known
The world outside has changed,
simply the 1 inside'south the same
I'll have to find a way to get back home

9. My Ropin' Days Are Done
(Tim Stafford-Robert One thousand. Starnes/Daniel Firm Music, BMI-Information technology Says What It Says Music, BMI)

I was thinkin' 'tour Mary as I left Tucumcari
With 4 hours to make Santa Fe
I know she's been hopin' I'll quit this damn ropin'
But that's one thing that she'd never say

It'south a cowboy's addiction, the aroma and the friction
Of the rope when it's dallied and taut
Every year information technology gets rougher,
but her honey is tougher
Than whatsoever steer I've e'er fought

It'southward more than a livin', it'southward been my whole life
Taken and given the pleasure and strife…
Merely I've known all along that this day would come
Guess my ropin' days are done

There'south headers and heelers, addicts and dealers
And Crown to embrace the fear
I been a saint and a sinner, a loser and winner
So where do I go from hither?

I could be habitation past daybreak if I turn around now
I'God boys, it's been fun
Tell the girls in Nogales I'g headed to Dallas
Now my ropin' days are done

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

Blues on blues, pain on pain
Cypher to do but watch it rain
Tears fall downwards from missing yous, oh Lord
Color you gone and colour me blue on bluish

5 years ago when we outset met
I never dreamed that I'd regret
Loving yous the manner I do, oh Lord
Yous vicious for another and left me blueish on blue

Running out of tears, running out of center
Too tired to make some other start
Don't wanna observe somebody new, oh Lord
Cause I'm not over yous, I'chiliad blue on blue

The day may come when I'll try once again
With a little luck, next time I'll win
When yous got zippo, you got zippo to lose, oh Lord
When y'all hit stone bottom at that place's nothing but blues
on blues

Blues on blues, pain on pain
Nothing to practise but watch it rain
Tears autumn down from missing y'all, oh Lord
Color you gone and color me blue on blueish

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

If I can find a river or a fast little stream
Or a big ole loftier mountain
with a little lake in between

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

Ol' Noah cried out to the Lord,
"God what shall I practice?"
God said to build a v-lesser gunkhole and
you lot'll become through

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

Cars, planes and trains can take y'all
about anywhere
But a v-lesser gunkhole is how I'd rather
get at that place

A v-bottom boat, a v-bottom boat
A v-bottom boat'll take me
where I want to become

One mean solar day I'll find the stream that leads up to
my Savior fair
I'll ride in a five-bottom boat to meet him there

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

Yous continue proverb things I don't understand
I attempt real hard to never allow it show
Your sophisticated ways have left me in a daze
I guess I'chiliad simply another gravel in the road

My friends all tried to tell me when I met you lot
You're needn't think you'll ever keep that girl
They said your high-form taste would lay my
life to waste matter
And I'd never be accepted in your world

I've started to believe what they've been proverb
It's condign articulate our feelings
aren't the aforementioned
Yous proceed trying to change me
from what I cull to be
But you gotta know that
I don't play that game

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