Thoughts arrive like butterflies Someday yet he'll begin his life again Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away Oh whispering hands, gently lead him away Him away, him away Freezin' rests his head on a pillow made of concrete again ooh yeah Oh feelin'

Nobody saw him running from sixteenth avenue. They never found the fingerprint or the weapon that was used. But someone killed country music, cut out its heart and soul. They got away with murder down on music row. The almighty dollar and the lust for

How could you put us through it? How could you take his life away? (What made you think you had the right?) How could you be so full of hate? (To take away somebody's life) And when I heard you let him die Uncle Sam taught him to shoot Maybe a little too

I got a bad idea Forget about it, yeah, forget about him, yeah Forget about me I got a bad idea (Uh-huh) How 'bout we take a little bit of time away? Forget about me (Are you done?) Wishin' you would come and save me 'Cause I don't wanna roll with it

No, don't let him steal your heart away You were lonely and you needed a friend And he was there at the right time with the right smile Just a shoulder to lean on Don't let him steal your heart away So don't let him steal your heart away And don't pack

Can I get a witness? Ain't it funky now? Can I get some help? Build it up a little higher Can I scream, brother? Girl, let me tell you what you got to do Walk away and twist your hip, make sure you keep him weak

Thoughts arrive like butterflies Someday yet he'll begin his life again Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away Oh whispering hands, gently lead him away Him away, him away Freezin' rests his head on a pillow made of concrete again ooh yeah Oh feelin'

Over the hills and far away, over the hills and far away. he swears he will return one day. she prays he will return one day. Over the hills, They came for him one winter's night. Arrested, he was bound. They said there'd been a robbery, his pistol had

Blue to gray Grow up and blow away If this is the life Why does it feel so good to die today? First double-cross her heart He wants to start a family If she weren't writing in blood She'd bring him her jokes A new liver

He said "please don't go away" I said "it's too late" And now the whole thing's finished and I can't stop wishing That I never gave you anything But I don't let him touch me anymore I said "I'm not something to butter up And taste when you get bored