Day: June 3, 2025

Load the gun up Cause come sun up I'll shoot it out She's gonna leave ya You won't believe the Words out her mouth And I'm laying right there With an idea, the reason why And it's a nightmare Because I've been here, too many times Go get a job son Stop the damn run...

I'm having a hard time, jugglin' her As the hard times sit on my jugular Tried my best just to get ahead The world isn't fair to a heart that's dead Living here for thirteen years, nobody knows my name So if I get drunk, wreck my old ladies car I think I'd die in...

I'd say I've had rough Seen some pretty hard days But I've seen gorgeous things On my awfully brutal way She was there smiling In the bedroom tonight when I told her Gods timing Working on awfully scary ways So no rest 'til Brooklyn No sleep at all Until I'm dead, or until I'm rich...

Coffee cold this morning You're getting rid of me Got drunk, fell asleep, and woke up in Eastern Tennessee Woke up on the wrong side of a Lifelong fight between Who I was, who I am, and which one's right Baby's out with the bathwater He ain't got no chance Oklahoma knows the old ya...

The kids are in town for a funeral So pack the car and dry your eyes I know they got plenty of young blood left in 'em And plenty nights under pink skies You taught 'em to enjoy So clean the house Clear the drawers Mop the floors Stand tall Like no one's ever been...

You know that time goes Right out the window And our hearts They beat on borrowed time Pack the car while the creek's runnin' Cast a line with the dawn comin' You know I wanna believe in somethin' Somethin' like you Reckon God is a funny man For puttin' beauty in these ugly hands And...

Lovesick, homesick, sick of the road, too There's a reason all them boys back when sang the blues And please don't ask me how these last years went Mama, I made a million dollars on accident Well, I was supposed to die a military man Chest out too far with a drink in my hand...

Shape you take when you lay like that Reminds me of a love I've never had If loving's wrong, what's a boy to do? I ain't scared of death, I'm scared of losing you You ain't outta my league, you're outta this planet But, dammnit, if you ain't drilled into my skull Take a trip...

Four, three, two, one Play me something gently, I'm across the ocean, missing home There are lights on sparklin' towers that shine dark when seen alone Somewhere there's a mountain that overlooks the sea I wonder if that mountain's got more rock than my band and me And I ain't no victim to a naive...

Well, don't get angry Listen to the sounds Them good times will find their way back around And I've got the answers Go on and touch my skin Them better days always come back again This life's a boat, boy It all comes in waves On the radio, her laughter, and sweet mistakes And I...