It takes all of your power To prove that you don't care I'm not Cordelia. I will not be there Angst on the planks, spittin from a bridge Just to see how far down it really is Robbing a bank, jumping on a train Old antiques a man alone can entertain Not

Cordell, Cordell And I hope you've gone to a better place They say that you past away Cordell, time will tell Time will tell, time will tell Nana, nana, nana, nana Though once you ruled my mind I thought you'd always be there And I'll always hold on to

But down the road the sun is shining In every cloud there's a silver lining Just keep holding on (just keep holding on) And every heartache makes you stronger But it won't be much longer You'll find love, you'll find peace And the you you're meant to be

My truth will be my own You say it doesn't matter, get used to fear I tell you, that's the problem What it's done to you, the way you live your life This is where you pick yourself up, brush off the ashes Clear the smoke and soot from your eyes Their

This will always be my home No poison in my bones This is where I build my home This took my life to make I need someone to hold Lonely thoughts, They seep into mind, into me

You've been miles away So heavy, California I will love you, can't afford you They say heaven's waiting for you So I'm headed for California I'll be here for you Just hold me, I'm a lonely heart

But down the road the sun is shining In every cloud there's a silver lining Just keep holding on (just keep holding on) And every heartache makes you stronger But it won't be much longer You'll find love, you'll find peace And the you you're meant to be

Take us back, oh, take us back Oh, take us, take us back The tops of crags and cliffs, the air is thin So we'll find a mountain path on down the hill Meet me where the snow mount flows It is there, my dear, where we will begin again Skipping stones,

Baby, please don't go For be a dog Down to New Orleans You know I love you so Well, your mind done gone To git you way down here I make you walk the log Baby, your mind done gone Left the county farm

Country must be country wide Playin' Cash, Hank, Willie, and Waylon In foreign cars and four wheel drives There's cowboys and hillbillies From farm towns to big cities In every state, there's a station There ain't no doubt in my mind I grew up south of