Yeah, I live for little moments like that Well, I'll never forget the first time that I heard That pretty mouth say that dirty word And I can't even remember now what she backed my truck into But she covered her mouth and her face got red And she just

It was rare, I was there, I remember it all too well I walked through the door with you, the air was cold, But something 'bout it felt like home somehow and I Left my scarf there at your sister's house, And you still got it in your drawer even now. Oh,

Now all my friends have gone Maybe we've outgrown all the things that we once loved But what are we running from? A show of hands from those in this audience of one Where have they gone? But we ran away I can still remember The words and what they meant

Though I know I'll never lose affection For people and things that went before I know I'll often stop and think about them There are places I'll remember Though some have changed

Please remember I still want you and in case you wonder why, Well, just wake up, kiss that good life goodbye. It's the good life, full of fun, seems to be the ideal, Yes, the good life, lest you hide all the sadness you feel, You won't really fall in

Where I'm at? (Where) Where I go? (How) How did I get here? (How did I get here?) Walk around with a Smithfield (Smithfield) I'm from the south, had a gold grill (Gold grill) Remember doin' shows in Mobile (Mobile) Go against me and it's roadkill

And I wonder still I wonder who'll stop the rain. Long as I remember the rain been comin' down Clouds of mystery pourin' confusion on the ground. Good men through the ages tryin' to find the sun. I went down Virginia seekin' shelter from the storm

'Cause now I own you. Hey, ce la vie. Remember me? I made you, dressed And trained you. Hey, it's bitter sweet. You can't kill me with kindness, I don't buy it. Strip down, show me flesh and bone. (Strip Down.)

Remember (remember) It's my life and I'll do what I want It's my mind and I'll think what I want Show me I'm wrong, hurt me sometime But some day I'll treat you real fine It's a hard world to get a break in All the good things have been taken But girl

Papa was a rollin' stone. Wherever he laid his head was his home. And when he died, all he left us was alone." It was the third of September; that day I'll always remember, 'Cause that was the day that my daddy died. I never got a chance to see him;