When you?re young you think you know it all Yeah, you?re hot rod cocky And you stand there like a man and say There ain?t nothin? strong enough to stop
Moonlight layin' softly on white lace Perfume in the air, roses in a crystal vase Sweet words you're whisperin' and your breath against my skin My hands
She wakes up with a smile seldom seen before Gets ready for work, grabs her keys and floats right out the door Oh, the smell of her perfume says, he'll
I know last night Things got a little out of hand It seemed with one slam of the door Our world came crashin' in And now you ask Can we start over again
Yeah When I was 16 I knew everything Opportunity grew on trees I taste 'em, waste 'em And do it all again 10 feet tall, invincible I fell short on principle
Maybe the moon was shinin' too bright When we fell like the leaves on that warm autumn night Lonely and lost, lookin' for someone to hold And maybe the
Jimmy's in rehab since Bobby od'd There's no one in the band now but Johnny and me We're playing at the Good Time Lounge, near the end of the road Bobby
Down in Stoneville, Mississippi You can sure have fun Harley Walker's got a fiddle And Harley's brother's got a gun All the neighbors start to gather
We'd drive to the river She'd dance on the levee like it was her stage My ballerina shined In the bright lights of my Chevrolet We used to laugh about
Someday we won't worry 'bout time and money Honey, get your sleepy head out from under that pillow Don't the mornin' always come too soon Dawn's breakin
Every heart beats fast when love is strong And my heart feels like that when I'm in your arms Once in a blue moon there's an open door Ooh, what are we
Just the two of us and a small cafe On a warm Biloxi night Somethin' happened when I heard you say Don't say goodbye, what a sweet surprise There I stood
Your dark hair draped across my pillow Says I finally got it right And as I watch you dreaming, twisted in the sheets I can't stop thinking about last
I've been standin' here in the rain for hours Lookin' for my sunshine in these cold Seattle showers But you always have a good excuse A little bit of
Check, check, one, where is all my violins? My checks ain't bouncin', but they sure is shakin' I ain't broke yet, but I sure am breakin' My BLT's just
From the time you were a little girl I watched you playing by the river Running through the cotton fields Growing up way too fast Lost in your own little
Flyin' down a flat track, bottle in a brown sack Pistons pumpin' in a poor boy's Cadillac Cross the Mississippi, crazy on the pale moonlight I'm goin
When you've done all you need to do And you've had more trouble than you can use And you've painted every road that you can find When you've seen the