As it's getting later Heading for the corner And oh, don't let me see you crying 'Cause oh, honey, I'll smoke you 'til I'm dying Early in the morning Just trying to let the sun in And open up my eyes Already running dry

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, say, say, say You know I'm crying, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh What can I do, girl, to get through to you Standing here baptized in all my tears, baby through the years You never ever worry and you never shed a tear

Play the game Nobody's gonna carry you Get smarter Dream bigger I just wanna be me Oh my world is turning inside out Say I'm crying breaking up inside

Oh, I'm falling Oh, I'm crying Oh, I'm yelling Oh, I love it My eyes are crying, oh no My eyes are crying I'm not feeling free I know every corners of my city But when I see misery

Look so good Just a little more, little more You think you look so good A little more better That's what's gonna get you But you know that I know Oh you don't care But you know I'm there Baby's crying 'cause it's born to sing

But, oh yeah, you know what it means to be alone Today you're laughing pretty baby, tomorrow you could be crying In time baby, I'll get you off my mind Little by little, watch my love slow down You live for today, you leave tomorrow on it's own We got a

Still the crying hurts in your head Well you're still beneath my feet Here I sit at Mary Ann's place Oh baby the rain is always pouring when I'm here Saw the lightning caught your stone Oh maybe the angels of tomorrow will let me go Well oh God don't

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, say, say, say You know I'm crying, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh What can I do, girl, to get through to you Standing here baptized in all my tears, baby through the years You never ever worry and you never shed a tear

A heartache I'm still trying to get through Texas was you Texas was green eyes crying goodbye Was a long drive Ohio was a riverbank 10 speed layin' in the weeds Cannonball off an old rope swing Long long summer days Tennessee was a guitar

Land of the free, land of the free In the land of the free I'm standing crying (oh oh oh oh) Can't wipe the wind-blown smile from across my face It's just the old man in me Washing his truck at the Sinclair station In the land of the free (ooh) His