While you were round It ain't my bitch Dragging me down It ain't my fault It ain't my call Out of my way Out of my day Out of your mind and into mine It's no more

Just one last time Even though it hurts I can’t slow down Walls are closing in and I hit the ground With “there’s no tomorrow” echo in my mind This is the end station But I can’t move away from you This is the edge of patience But you’ll prove yourself

Well I woke up this mornin' it was drizzlin' rain Around the curve come a passenger train Heard somebody yodel and a hobo moan Jimmy he's dead he's been a long time gone Been a long time gone a long time gone If you wanna get to heaven gotta D-I-E you

That I'll be loving you always As around the sun the earth knows she's revolving And the rosebuds know to bloom in early may Just as hate knows love's the cure You can rest your mind assure As now can't reveal the mystery of tomorrow But in passing will

Can make me feel The world can disappear Make my heart heal And make it oh so clear We can talk in circles Going round in a million ways And never understand 'Cause our words are whispers

I gotta long long way to go Before I can say goodbye to you Before I can say goodbye To all I ever knew Then every time I turn around And you're nowhere to be found Oh, I gotta long long way I know You held my hand and then you slipped away

There's a little black spot on the sun today It's the same old thing as yesterday I have stood here before inside the pouring rain With the world turning circles running 'round my brain I guess I always thought that you could end this reign But it's my

Rome Georgia Picked peaches off the trees Climbed the water tower in Paris Tennessee Drank Muscadine wine She gave me a chance and I made her mine Says she'll never fly away and she's my girl It's 'cause I showed her 'round a country boy's world She was

I guess I'll never learn Cause I stay another hour or two You know I can't be found with you We get back to my house Your arms, my mouth Now I just stop myself around you A soft sound To the way she wears her hair down Covering up her face

Baby you gotta know that I'm just out here doin' what I gotta do For me and you and we eatin' So bitch why the fuck is you trippin'. I'm takin' these chances my head to the sky, my feet on the ground My fingers to the judge if the money don't move Then