The old home place don't look the same as back in 1960 It's leaning now, the yard's all overgrown One good wind may put an end to where I spent my childhood Far...

Bullet Bob is a living ghost A stare as hard as a bois d' arc post He killed his first one when he was thirteen Some poor vaquero in a border town Laughed at Bo...

O Carmen, I've had too much tequila Between you and this Mexican moon I'm gonna fall El Paso lady, you're driving me crazy In a language I don't understand — yo...

A little south of New York City and I'm looking for a ride Drinking truck-stop coffee to choke down a little pride I been up here about a year, and it's just to...

Grandma's got a remedy, a remedy for you and me It cures what ails you, yessiree — I do believe it's true Grandma's got a remedy, a remedy for you and me It cur...

If LA was a lady, there'd be no paint and powder There wouldn't be one thing about her to lead your heart astray If LA was a lady, she wouldn't take your gift a...

Sailing on Nevada 95, listening to those hot tires whine Baby ran away with a dealer named Ray back in Vegas, Now I'm too blue to cry — headin' north under big ...

I used to think a good time was in some honky tonk, Dancing with a bottle ‘til I could hardly walk Lord, the things I've done in my time that wouldn't stand the...

We're both looking lately like we need a break The frantic pace we're living is hard to take Someone else can have the gold, I'll take you and me So let's jump ...

Word has come that the mission fell What a story the poets tell The cannon roared and the bugle blared like doom ‘Til the only sound was the rising of the moon ...

Daddy used to have it made He knew every song to play — "Cryin' time", "I'll Walk the Line", and good old "Clifton Clower" Always in demand, People loved his li...

Newspaper blowing on the living room floor, Wind is howlin' through the torn screen door The dust in my boots must weigh a pound, And I feel like a tumbleweed T...