Day: June 3, 2025

Turn on the TV, act like you don't see me Tell me everything is okay My mother is a saint and told me if I wait Everything meant to be will stay Well, I ain't a believer in people pleasing neither Fucking telephones have ruined this place Met a man in New York City, told...

There's delays on the planes out of Eastern Montana Where you told me you were leaving from You've been stabbed in your back and the rest of your body Won't you tell me where you're bleeding from If you need a tourniquet or if you want to turn and quit Know that I'll be by...

Rotgut whiskey's gonna ease my mind Beach towel rests on the dryin' line Do I remind you of your daddy in his '88 Ford? Labrador hangin' out the passenger door The sand from your hair is blowin' in my eyes Blame it on the beach, grown men don't cry Do you remember that beat down...

Did you ever make it back to El Dorado? I'd call and ask, but hell if I know If I still got your number or if you care You moved away when you was younger Was it escape, or was it hunger? Kansas ain't no place to be a man You used to say you'd...

I finally quit smoking cigarettes And I don't go downtown drinking 'til it's dawn The best parts of you are here, but you're still gone And, Lord, I've been trying to smile like you told me Laugh like the old me, it comes out all wrong The best parts of you are here, but you're...

I ain't never been a holy roller But I found God in your eyes The greens and browns remind me Of a mountainside All the days that are to come And all the bad things that I've done I ain't never been a holy roller But I found God in your eyes We can stop...

I'm cutting ties with things that bind my heart to this world I love you and I'm willing but I cannot keep you, girl Philly by the morning and Ohio by the night The thing about a long rope is you can't hold on too tight Wooden floors and coffee cups Stepped on and all...

Plucked strings on porches A poor boy's choir My blood's at a boil There ain't no fire I just love the way the light beams in But I got bad news, I'm fearing Friday again Choking on some bourbon when you roll up Said, "Boy, you got a face it, you's ain't that tough" Theres...

Alright, man, I'm ready when y'all are This is your song, Mike, let's do it Alright, here we go, 1, 2, 3, and So take me down the road that's a little bit windy To a place they still put sugar in their iced tea Where the women are fine and the love is fair...

Eighteen years old, full of hate They shipped me off in a motorcade They said, "Boy, you're gonna fight a war You don't even know what you're fighting for." I lost friends in the August heat At night it was God I'd always meet I said, "Lord, won't you bring me home I've got women...