' high That Southern Baptist parking lot is where I'd go to smoke my pot Sit there in my pickup truck and pray And staring at that giant cross just reminded me that
can't tell it here but it was hot that June And that rose was red and her eyes were blue And just look at that smile, I was so proud That?s the story
s a southbound train, it's a whistle in the wind Ain't no one there to care where I've been I'm hummin' on that lonesome song again I took a trip across
a paradise I find that sets me loose, ain't it the truth It's a place out on the ocean, it's a mansion with a view But all that I can think about is you
I hope that I won't be that wrong anymore Maybe I've learned this time I hope that I find what I'm reaching for The way that it is in my mind Someday
' boys just like me Started burning our candles both ends and the middle A bunch of roaring outlaws at high speed And they said that the end of that
now To look out past the bright lights on that stage 'Cause God put stars in Alabama You just can't find in Tennessee The same ones are waiting on you That
I'm mowin' down the roses I'm mowin' down the roses I'm mowin' down the roses That you planted in our yard Down in Mississippi It's getting perfectly clear That
s gone? If John Wayne, Gene and Roy are now just some cowboys That yesterday stampeded on then tell me who's gonna ride us away? Who's gonna do it that
I saw your picture in the paper And I see you've married good And I know that he can give you All the things I never could But I know that he can't give
And Lord knows that I hate to see Mary go round, Mary go round Mary I wish you'd stop taking your heartache to town Why can't you see that free love
Women, can't live with 'em And somehow you can't ever live without Women, can't understand 'em But tryin' to is what makes the world go 'round I've made
' a demon that's after my soul Or sendin' an angel to hell? Am I right or is she right or are we both wrong? Or is it even about that at all? As heaven
nobody sing along its a southbound train its a whistle in the wind aint no one there to care where ive been im hummin on that lonesome song again I
I hope that I won't be that wrong anymore, And maybe I've learned this time. I hope that I find what I'm reaching for, the way that it is in my mind. (
ole boys just like me Started burning our candles both ends and the middle a bunch of roaring outlaws at high speed And they said that the end of that
can't tell it here but it was hot that June and that rose was red and her eyes were blue and just look at that smile I was so proud. Thats the story of
I shakin a demon thats after my soul or sendin an angel to hell Am I right or is she right or are we both wrong or is it even about that at all as heaven
