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What good does it do to hold onto
The anger deep in your heart
You're the only one that it's hurting
You're the one that it's tearing apart
I'm sorry that he broke your heart girl
But it's time to let it go
Sometimes love is a river of tears so pick up the oars and row
He shattered your expectations
He broke all his promises too
With his little white lies he looked in your eyes
And made you believe they were true
Aw but this ain't the final curtain
Girl it's time to get on the show
Sometimes love is a river of tears so pick up the oars and row
It's been far too long now
Since I've seen your smile
Your bitterness don't look good on you
Sooner or later you know you've got to play the card you've drawn
It's all up to you
You can stay blue or you can move on
Ain't it hard when you discover
Things ain't what you thought they would be
When all of your best played plans
Hit the wall of reality
Still all in all it's a good life
But it sure can be painful I know
Sometimes love is a river of tears pick up the oars and row
Sometimes love is a river of tears so pick up the oars and go
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My Grandpa farmed for a livin',
Content to live the simpler kind of life.
My Grandma worked in the kitchen,
Awfully proud to be that farmer's wife.
They used to say that they'd got everything that they need,
Each mornin' they wake up:
Four walls, three words, two hearts, one love.
Here I am, ring on my finger:
Grandpa's little grandson, all grown up.
I found my rock and I plan to keep her.
I wish they were here to see the two of us.
They'd proud to know we've got everything that we need,
Each mornin' we wake up:
Four walls, three words, two hearts, one love.
With the highway twice as wide,
And the farmland sub-divided.
It's good to know that some things never change.
I'm still lovin' an I'm still livin',
By those simple words of wisdom:
My Grandpa, Lord knows, I miss him,
An' the way that he and Grandma looked at life.
And each day, I count my blessings,
To have that kind of love here by my side.
No matter what, we know we've got everything that we need,
Each mornin' we wake up:
Four walls, three words, two hearts, one love.
Yeah, we've got everything that we need,
Between the two of us:
Four walls, three words, two hearts, one love.
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Twenty dollars out of mama's purse
Bought us a tank of gas
And some Redman Tobacco
When we were just teenage kids.
Me and my old buddy Leroy
We'd go drivin' around
If there was trouble to be found
Oh, man we dang sure did.
Cuttin' donuts in the fields
So old man Smith would call the cops
He'd come runnin' out with his shotgun
'Cause we were runnin' down his crops
And I reckon he's still wonderin'
Who that was, but that was us.
Now some of these local boys moved on
But we never changed a bit
Never had a lick of sense
Then finally we turned old enough
To buy our own beer
Don't remember much about that year
Juct lucky we ain't dead.
Somebody said they saw some boys
With a truck looked just like mine
Tryin' to pull down that old water tank
That sits out on the county line.
And people wonder why it leans
The way it does, that was us.
--- Instrumental ---
Seems like small towns never change
But things get tough when times get hard
They said when he got sick
Old man Smith would a lost that farm.
'Cause he was gettin' way behind
On all his bills
But somebody brought his crops in
From the field.
Yeah, and folks around here
Still wonder who that was.
That was us.
That was us.
That was us.
That was us.
That was us...
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Me and some of the boys were sitting around the other night
Started talking about politics, religion, love and life
And what a shame it was about 9/11
And what about hell and what about heaven
And is there or isn't there angels on earth
And then one guy said
Well you can take that for what it's worth
If it's something I can see or something I can touch
Well I might believe in all that stuff
So I just had to say to him
Are you telling me that you've never seen an angel?
Never felt the presence of one standing by?
No robe of white
No halo in site
Well you missed the most obvious thing
Man, are you blind?
Just look in your mothers eyes
And then I said who went through the pain
And smiled through the tears on the day of your birth?
Son you outta know who loved you first, that's right
And who always came running everytime you cried out
And how many more things have you forgotten about
And who tried their best to teach you wrong from right
And how many nights did she leave on the light
While she waited and prayed that you came in
And who'd be there for you right up to the end
Think about it tonight
Are you telling me that you've never seen an angel?
Never felt the presence of one standing by?
No robe of white
No halo in site
Well you missed the most obvious thing
Aww Man, are you blind?
Just look in your mothers eyes
Aww Man, are you blind?
Just look in your mothers eyes
That's right
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At a quick shop somewhere west of Albuquerque
Got a tank of gas and a cold drink and a beef jerky
The cashier she gave me a smile
So I stood there and I talk to her a while
She said where you headed I hope you get there soon
I’ve seen em all day long from 4am till noon
Some are running from
Some are running too
Some are running blind
Lord
Which one are you
I said it don’t appear to me to be so cut and dry
You don’t know me from Adam
can it be so black and white
I said I got a plan you see I got it figured out
How can you be so sure my dear what I’m all about
She said Ive stood in this window for 27 years
I can tell your cash or credit
I can tell you who’s a liar
And the truth is plain to see
That’s your last twenty boy
and don’t you lie to me
Their’s a girl
In Albuquerque crying(aint she)
And your standing in a quick shop
Lying……(Aint ya)
Well
She handed back my twenty
Said you know what to do
If you drive it steady son
You’ll be home this afternoon
And I hate to judge you
I don’t mean to seem unkind
But there aint no use in running
If you’re only running blind
Oh their aint no use in running…..
If you’re only running blind….
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My boss will tell you that I've been to work all week on time
That I ain't had no liquor on my breathe
Ain't no kinda' secret, I've been known to take a drink
And it's made me do some things that I regret
Loretta said this ain't no kind of way to raise a family
And one night she called it quits and called a cab
She left her clothes out on the clothes line
And the dishes in the sink
So I guess she knows that she ain't coming back
Well I just want to see my kids
I just want to hold my girls
Heaven knows I ain't got much of nothing else in this ole world
I just want to be around enough to know that they've been loved
I just want to be their daddy, my daddy never was
Now lately she's been knowin' this old boy she met in church
And I can't say she's wrong for wanting more
I gave him the right to tell my wife that I can't come around
The night I knocked a hole in her front door
But she didn't call the law she called a cab
And as I pulled away I saw something in her eyes
So I reckon that she knows I ain't so bad
I just want to see my kids
I just want to hold my girls
Heaven knows I ain't got much of nothing else in this ole world
I just want to be around enough to know that they've been loved
I just want to be their daddy, my daddy never was
Well my boss will tell you that I've been to work all week on time
And I ain't had no liquor on my breathe
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I can see it in your eyes
I can tell you think that I'm
Just some troubled soul who's lost
Out all alone
But I know each step I take
Brings me closer to the day
I'll be walking on them shining
Streets of gold
Cause I'm just passing through
Wearing worn out gloves and shoes
But it matters not just what a man has on
This old flesh and blood of mine
Is will on borrowed time
It's just a place to hang my hat
Til' I go home
Mister I don't know your name
But I thank you for your change
God bless you son
A little help along the way
Never hurts too much these days
Even though I know in his hand
I'll be all right
Cause I'm just passing through
WEaring worn out gloves and shoes
But it matters not just what a man has on
This old flesh and blood of mine
Is will on borrowed time
It's just a place to hang my hat
Til' I go home
It's just a place to hang my hat
Til' I go home
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It's not my nature to be patient
I jump every river I cross
Not one for following the sensible side
And I can't count the times I've been lost.
Well, you can't see where you're goin' in the pourin' rain
When you're runnin' into walls and feeling no pain
We've all done time with the devil and I've done mine
It took a while to get here but, I'm right on time.
--- Instrumental ---
I may still regret some moments
But it's just part of a right
I count myself among the fortunate ones
Who made it to the other side.
Well, you go what you go through to get where you are
Lucky for me I didn't go too far
I turned around before the end of the line
Took a while to get here but, I'm right on time.
--- Instrumental ---
Well, you can't see where you're goin' in the pourin' rain
When you're runnin' into walls and feeling no pain
We've all done time with the devil and I've done mine
It took a while to get here but, I'm right on time.
It took a while to get here but, I'm right on time...
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I've been a fool for love
Ever since I was a baby
Just a rockin' in a cradle
As a rule I was the kind
That laid his feelings
Up front and on the table.
I gave up my world so many times
Just to see 'em tear it apart
Oh, Lord have a little bit of pity
On my poor old heart.
I wonder just how many times
A broken heart can mend
Just when I get back on my feet
Lord, I always fall again.
Bruises, burns, lies, goodbyes
They've all left some scars
Oh, Lord have a little bit of pity
On my poor old heart.
--- Instrumental ---
I oughta know by now
After all this debt
And heartache lessons
I could go without
Going through hell
Just to find a little heaven.
Seems to me every woman I meet
Has leavin' down to an art
Oh, Lord have a little bit of pity
On my poor old heart.
I wonder just how many times
A broken heart can mend
Just when I get back on my feet
Lord, I always fall again.
Bruises, burns, lies, goodbyes
They've all left some scars
Oh, Lord have a little bit of pity
On my poor old heart.
Bruises, burns, lies, goodbyes
They've all left some scars
Oh, Lord have a little bit of pity
On my poor old heart.
Hey, Lord have a little bit of pity
On my poor old heart...
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If you want someone
Who'll always do his best
Who'll understand
Look no farther
Than across this room we're in
If you want someone
Who'll always stand by you
No matter where or when
I'm your man
Honey I'm your man
If you need someone
To hold you when the storms start closing in
Someone who'll protect you
Or walk with you hand in hand
If you think you'd like to be adored forever
By your best friend
I'm your man
Honey I'm your man
For giving us each other
And for making dreams reality
By bringing us together
So if you want someone
Who'll love you now and forever
And be your best friend
I'm your man
Honey I'm your man
I'm your man
Honey I'm your man
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(Gone!) Well, I hate how that word
Rattles all around in this room
(Alone,) with a memory so strong
I could sweep it up with a broom.
(Tears,) if I shed anymore I'm afraid
They might wear out my face
(Clear,) Yes, It's clear to me now
That her love can never be replaced.
Love may be gone but never forgotten
The memory won't leave you alone
And the train may be long gone from the station
But you still hear the whistle moan.
Still hear the whistle moan.
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(Time,) time got so slow and thick
That the clock hardly ticks anymore
(Crime,) it's a crime how I sit here
(Blame,) Aw yes, I'll take the blame
I admit I did not treat her right
(Shame,) It's a shame laying here
All alone on this cold, windy night.
Love may be gone but never forgotten
The memory won't leave you alone
And the train may be long gone from the station
But you still hear the whistle moan.
Still hear the whistle moan.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Train gone, long gone train.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Train gone, long gone train.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Train gone, long gone train.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh.
Love may be gone but never forgotten
The memory won't leave you alone
And the train may be long gone from the station
But you can still hear the whistle moan.
Still hear the whistle moan.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Train gone, long gone train.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Train, long gone train.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Train, long gone train.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Train gone, long gone train.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Train, long gone train.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Long gone train.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Train, long gone train.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Train, long gone train...
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The first time I saw you
I felt weak inside
I searched my heart and mind
For words I couldn't find
Somehow you seemed to see
What came over me that night
As a love began to grow
That would last for all time
And you said,
I can see it in your eyes
They're the windows to your soul
Sometimes they say more
Than words could ever hold
We could wait a thousand lifetimes
And never feel like this again
But when you look at me that way
I can see it in your eyes
Later on I asked your hand
And I prayed the time was right
And said would you be my bride?
And the sound of silence
Filled the air
As your tears fell with mine
You didn't have to say a word
For me to realize
And I said,
I can see it in your eyes
They're the windows to your soul
I see dreams come alive
And future plans unfold
I could wait a thousand lifetimes
And not find a perfect love again
But when you look at me that way
I can see it in your eyes
Many years have come and gone
And what a life we've made
How again we search for words
As the heart inside me breaks
Until death do we part
Were the vows we made
And now the time has come
But goodbye is so hard to say
I can see it your eyes
They're the windows to your soul
The light of life is burning low
Soon you're leaving me I know
The time that's left is precious dear
So please don't shed another tear
You don't have to say a word
I can see it in your eyes
I've heard you say a thousand times
I'll love you dear until I die
But you don't have to say a word
I can see it in your eyes
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