Day: June 3, 2025

Well, I've had cold and humid mornings on city streets and back porches But I ain't never breathed a breath as fresh as you And I've seen children playin' on the coastlines Under the white lines, atop the blue tides But I ain't ever been baptized in water as cool as you And the law...

Hey there, darling, won't you love me down? I'm 51 miles out in interstate town I just decided I ain't keeping quiet, and I'm free I lost my family to a bad disease I got a mean, mean gene in my family tree That grows in grandfather, and his daughters, and me, ya see And...

I'd say I've seen some beautiful days, I've walked countless coastlines, awoken on mountain tops, I've seen death and birth and kissed good lips I don't need a music machine telling me what a good story is, matter of fact, I've never asked nothing from nobody I have taken my motorbike down the Pacific 101...

Why can't you love me like I need you to? It's such a simple task at hand But you can't cure a broken man or mend his gun-hot hands And I am still the same kid you fell for when we were young How come every song I sing you say has already been sung?...

Matt and Audie were a few fine folk Made love in the morning with a few high hopes They'd leave a note and they'd kick up dirt In a town only good for part-time work They bought an Astro van and a loaded revolver To head to Montana where the weather's colder They might steer...

(One, two, three four) Well, the buildin's out in Brooklyn are taller than the clouds And I don't like who I am Sunday mornin', comin' down Tequila out in Texas is tougher on the tongue Than the devil that I met in Oklahoma when I's young I miss that old ball cap you stole from...

Queen-size mattress on an old oak floor And I don't see the need in closing the screen door I wanna hear the birds when the day finally comes How I fear all my days of being young are done Or only just begun How close can a man come to God before dyin'? 'Bout as...

There ain't much a war when it's 4:34 With the man you were before that bar door No one loves you enough to give you a ride And your car's sittin' right outside Oh, Jamie Keep your tires between the ditches And your eyes peeled on the road There's two more minutes before you're back...

Go on and put on that dress that all the bad boys like I know your daddy ain't home, so ride with me tonight You always wind up here, in a puddle of tears Them boys are out and they're angry and they're lookin' for blood In the back of a blue old pick up...

The sun set so late tonight I wonder if you saw it too I wish I still had someone to lose But all I got are these summertime blues Bet there's a green-eyed-dark-haired beauty On some beach by Monterey Letting waves wash her pain away That I'll never know Bet there's some boys out in...