Bartender, he don't mind, he sits 'em up the same I traded my tomorrows to remain in yesterday Whiskey Tears are fallin' here and each one cries here name Therre's things in my life that I've been missin' The touch of a woman, and lovin' after dark Come

There is no forever, just today Don't let your sacrifice waste away Insinuations of what might be Trading life for life It all must fall It must end with us It must end with me Fight through deprivation There will be no sleep

Every back road, we've ever gone down Friday night bleachers, Sunday pews Ain't a county line mile without a memory of you Every whisper, every room, I walk in Every time the bartender fills it up again Everybody knows why I'm here, and you ain't around

Another one, we on another one (Another one) Right from Decatur, it's the greater one (Decatur) I swear that my brother like my mother's son (My mother's son) Ashes to ashes, that's the dust, nigga (That's the dust, nigga) At the end of the day, all we

A night of poetry and motion The prophecy in destiny was falling And calling out to me And will we find our destination Within a time of resignation At 69, until the end of time Around the world in eighty days we sailed the

"One of these days you're gonna love me You'll sit down by yourself and think And what good friends we might've been And then you're gonna sigh a little Maybe even cry a little but One of these days you're gonna love me" Used to chase that boy home from

Hey hey hey hey hey Well, death to the ones at the end of the serenade Vendetta, sweet vendetta This Beretta of the night This fire and the desire Shots ringing out on a holy parasite Well, I've got a fever A non-believer I'm in a state of grace

Tears of rage, tears of grief Come to me now, you know Must I always be the thief? We're so low and life is brief We carried you in our arms On Independence Day And now you'd throw us all aside And put us on our way Oh, what dear daughter 'neath the sun

The more I love the more that I'm afraid If we can be the best of lovers Yet be the best of friends If we can try with everyday to make it better as it grows With any luck, then I suppose How do you keep the music playing? How do you make it last? How do

With hands held high Into a sky so blue The ocean opens up To swallow you. Stuttering and mumbling For nightly news to replay And the rest of the world Watching at the end of the day Like what did he say?