Lyrics:
best years
Yes, something like that'll shake you up
Wake you up
So I stopped off at a Texaco
Bought a Slim Jim and a Coke
Parked out by the water
Dark lady laughed and danced and lit the candles one by one
Danced to her gypsy music till her brew was done
Dark lady played back magic till the clock
and out
But I know one thing:
Each time I find myself flat on my face,
I pick myself up and get back in the race.
That's life, I can't deny it,
to take me by the hand
If you want to
I think this is how love goes
Check yes or no"
Now we're grown up and she's my wife
Still like two kids with
now
Play along later
Stay up by the shelf
Sing it girls
Gotta try to keep your head above the water
Yes you do yes you do
You gotta try to keep
the wrong girl
I sneak in and see your friends
And her snotty little family, all dressed in pastel
And she is yelling at a bridesmaid
Somewhere back
classed by the powers that be
Give me loss of hope
Cast out, buried in a hole
Struck down, forcing me to fall
Destroyed, giving up the fight
Well, I
tradin' in his Chevy for a Cadillac
You oughta know by now
And if he can't drive
With a broken back
At least he can polish the fenders
It seems such
just walked up the block
Raised a few eyebrows and then she went on down alone
Now, won't you batter down by Baton Rouge, River Queen, roll it
I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore, I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
Just shovel a little good earth over my head
'Til everybody open up the hymn book and sing a happy song
Shall we gather at the river in the sweet by
a runaway train
No turning back, no more yesterdays
My heart is free, no chains on me
God, You raise me up, up from the grave
The cross before, I'm on my way
Run that by me one more time
To make sure that I heard you right
I hope you don't expect me to believe that line
I might be crazy, but I ain't
can fall back on
Those of us raised up down home
Where they know you by name and treat you like family
Down home, a man's good word and hand shake
hands
Story of a quarryman
Left my home with the shirt on my back
Built my empire on a dry haystack
To break it down a one by one
And back in Cali
Friday
I'm just tryna make it back home by Monday mornin'
I swear I wish somebody would tell me
Ooh, that's all I want
And I know that you're up
have thought this man in black was soft
And had any yellow up his back
I gave that notion up the day a lumberjack came in
And it wasn't to pray
Yeah, he
gamble on The Showboat tonight
The big casino's lit up bright
How can you lose just wear a grin you'll be sure to win
Lady Luck's waiting there inside
you get your courage up
You light a match an' your eyes adjust
It's amazing what a man can see
By the light of a burnin' bridge
An' there were
Work hard, just to get half back
(Used to) work hard, just to get half back
(Now I'm) gettin' to it that way
(Straight up, straight up, straight
Bright blue, down-filled sleeping bag
Got it rolled up and thrown in back
Pair of jeans and your hiking boots
And that cute little black swimming
eyes fixed straight ahead
They ride the line of balance and hold on by just a thread
But it's too hot in these tunnels, you can get hit up by the heat
this bring me
Back to my knees?
Third time in!
I've been baptized by your voice that
Screams, from deep beneath the cold black water that's
Half
the back roads
By the rivers of my memory
That keeps you ever gentle on my mind
It's not clinging to the rocks and I'd be planted
On their columns now
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