But like me He don't know where he'll go wrong; He won't cry so many tears There's no room for us out there; You can lose your hope and pride. When it comes to broken dreams You'll get your share. Sometime a man breaks down, And the good thing he is

I'll keep running When you think you're on your own To the place where I belong I'm still coming home When my heart is ready to burst, When the world spins in reverse When you go, turn down the light No one's here to hold you in the night When our

Black is the color of my true love's hair I love the ground on where he stands Of my true love's hair When he and I will be as one His face so soft and wondrous fair The purest eyes And the strongest hands Oh I love my lover And where he goes

Right behind my left pocket That is where you'll feel my soul It's been with me many winters It will keep you warm Do you see me? Keepin' each other warm May we live for many winters When a father's love is doin' you wrong When a mother's love is

It's tragedy It's hard to bear When the morning cries and you don't know why When the feeling's gone and you can't go on You're goin' nowhere When you lose control and you got no soul With no one to love you, you're goin' nowhere I really should be

When it come to loving, I ain't never done I'm 74 years young I've been all around the world, everywhere is home Drink wine with kings and the Rolling Stones 'Cause I'm 74 years young I'm 74 years young, there ain't nothing I haven't done I've been a dog

Sweet creature, sweet creature We're both stubborn I know, but oh Wherever I go, you bring me home When I run out of road, you bring me home Sweet creature But we're still young And oh we started Two hearts in one home

Coming over the hills (I'll never go away again I swear) It's turning darker with the passing time, But I'll be here still (I hope you're not asleep when I get there) I'm a night owl waiting for you. Praying for bright head lights Where the stables the

But I never really know just where to find you Where to find you Try, try, try, but I I look for you in the center of the sun I took a pill but it didn't help me numb I see your face even when my eyes are shut And I never really know just where to find

What can a poor man do, you know when the blues keep bothering him around You know, sometimes I feel, I feel like drinkin' me some gasoline I feel I'm gonna move on back down south, you know where the water tastes like cherry wine Give him a half pint of