Time for me to just stand up and travel new land Time for me to just take matters into my own hands Once I'm over these tracks, man I'ma never look back And I'm gone I know right where I'm going Sorry, momma, I'm grown I must travel alone Ain't gon'

And now that you're gone I feel I'm to blame yeah I feel I'm to blame I just wish that you spoke up and held out your hand I waited for you but you never came, no you never came I was waiting for you man, right down there by the sea Where we used to

What's yours is mine and what's mine is mine too If you shake my hand better count your fingers What if I do get caught? What if there is no judgment? If I'm right I lose nothing, if you're right I lose it all I ought to get caught because I'm doing

I'm your man You lose your way, just take my hand You're lost at sea, then I'll command your boat to me again Don't look too far, right where you are, that's where I am Catch a wave and take in the sweetness You took my sadness out of context At the

If it wasn't for these state lines You know I'll be there, right by your side Pulling you in, your body on mine Ain't no way I'd ever take my hands off of you Dancin', burning up the room You know that I'll keep on lovin' you I'll be lovin' you all night

Darkness at the break of noon Shadows even the silver spoon The handmade blade, the child's balloon Eclipses both the sun and moon To understand you know too soon There is no sense in trying Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn Suicide remarks are torn

Let's chase away, the storms and the rain And the days of dark (oh oh oh) Your hand in mine, there's no better time Let's raise a glass, to the pain of the past And never look back on these broken hearts Right where horizon, the sun started shining So

That's the honky tonk truth cross my broken heart I put my right hand here on this beer And swear on this bar I ain't moaning the blues I wouldn't lie to you I'm the life of the party baby since you said good bye Just ask old Joe He knows I'm here

Here comes the general Thirty-two thousand troops in New York harbor We are outgunned (what?) Outmanned (what?) Outplanned (buck, buck, buck, buck, buck) We gotta make an all out stand

I'm a crazy ex-girlfriend It took me five bars, saw thirty license plates I saw her Mustang and my eyes filled up with rage I brought my pistol, but I ain't some kinda fool So I walked right in, barehanded; she was on his arm while he was playing pool