I could promise you things like big diamond rings. But you don't find roses growin' on stalks of clover.
Take the ribbon from your hair. Shake it loose and let it fall. Layin' soft upon my skin. Like the shadows on the wall.
How's your new love, Are you happy, Hope your doin' fine, Just to know it, Means so much to me.
If I should stay... Well, I would only be in your way... And so I'll go, and yet I know... That I'll think of you each step of my way
I've been walkin' these streets so long, Singin' the same old song, I know every crack in these dirty sidewalks of Broadway, Where hustle's the name of the game
Well, a long time forgotten Dreams have just fell by the way, And the good life he promised, Ain't what she's living today, But she never complains of the bad times, Or bad things he's done
After The Fire Is Gone
For The Good Times
Good Hearted Woman
Mommie scrubbed our clothes on a washboard everyday, Why I've seen her fingers bleed to complain there was no need, She's smiled in mommie's understanding way, In the summertime we didn't have shoes to wear, But in the wintertime we'd all get a brand new
You've got to know when to hold 'em, Know when to fold 'em, Know when to walk away, Know when to run
Whenever I chance to meet, some old friends on the street, They wonder how does a man get to be this way, I've always got a smiling face
He was in a bind 'cause he was way behind. He was willing to make a deal When he came across this young man sawin' on a fiddle and playin' it hot.
Was the dark of the moon on the sixth of June In a Kenworth pullin' logs Cab-over Pete with a reefer on And a Jimmy haulin' hogs
Family Tradition
Convoy
My Love
I don't know why I keep on believing you need me, When you've proved so many times that it ain't true, And I can't find one good reason for staying, Maybe by leaving would be the best for you
Easy Loving
Rose Colored Glasses
Farewell Party
You fill up my senses like a night in the forest, like the mountains in springtime, like a walk in the rain, like a storm in the desert, like a sleepy blue ocean. You fill up my senses, come fill me again.
My baby makes me proud... Lord, don't she make me proud... She never makes a scene... By hanging all over me in a crowd... 'Cause people like to talk... Lord, don't they love to talk... But when they turn out the lights... I know she'll be leaving with me
Heaven's Just A Sin Away
I Won’t Mention It Again
Behind Closed Doors
