NASHVILLE |Girl With The Clouds
In a dream
I’m sailing into a sunrise
Bon voyage, I’m off to find…
The girl with the clouds in her eyes
Broken rainbow
Tied to the wings of the skies
Won’t you show me where to find…
The girl with the clouds in her eyes
And for her I’m sealed, delivered and signed
Oh, the girl with the clouds in her eyes…
I can’t get her off of my mind
Don’t wake me
And spoil my pleasant surprise
Not until I find the girl…
The girl with the clouds in her eyes
Drivin’ Braille
How the hell did I get here?
The good lord surely knows
Might as well, confirm my fear that hell still hasn’t froze
I’ll admit that I’ve been lost a few times here before
But I won’t quit despite the cost of getting lost once more
I don’t care if I lose control
Only one thing can save my soul
And as long as the brakes don’t fail…
I still can deal… behind the wheel… I go by feel
And I’m drivin’ braille
It’s tough to tell if dreams come true, so I don’t hold my breath
The hardest sell is believing they do, and sometimes I’m scared to death
Feels like I’ve been waiting years for a moment in the sun
I could dive in a pool of tears that I’ve cried since I’ve begun
And I know I’m not quite prepared
With my judgement severely impaired
But as long as the brakes don’t fail…
I still can deal… behind the wheel… I’ll go by feel
And I’m drivin’ braille
Took a page from the book that they wrote so well
All the rage is off the hook, and guaranteed to sell…
I don’t care if I lose control
‘Cause I still love rock and roll
Just as long as the brakes don’t fail…
I still can deal… behind the wheel… I play by feel
And I’m drivin’ braille
The One You Waited For
Here he comes
Here he comes with his heart in hand
Here he comes to make one final stand
It’s the one you waited for
He’s all thumbs
He’s all thumbs… can’t even tie his shoes
His heart’s been broken since you gave the blues…
To the one you waited for
And you can sleep much easier
Once you pick yourself up off the floor
He could be here…
He could be there…
The one you waited for
He succumbs
He succumbs… see his hands… they shake
His only wish… to mend his first mistake
It’s the one you waited for
You should be careful what you wish for
Lest it should come true
What would you do?
You wanted him
And all the while… he wanted you
But you never knew…
The one you waited for
You should run
You should run, but you’re not strong enough
You tell yourself, you just might call the bluff…
Of the one you waited for
And you can sleep much easier
Once you pick yourself up off the floor
He could be here…
He could be there…
The one you waited for
The Chance
Momma told me once, “Don’t ever take to gambling son…
Some people throw the die, and got no business handling one…
It seems… they’d be better off wearing concrete shoes
And jumping into a lake
But it’s the chance that they have to take.”
It reminds me that I never took much good advice
“My way or the highway” is the hard way… and it’s never nice
It seems… I’m too stubborn to admit it, when I know I’ve made a big mistake
It’s the chance that I had to take
You can never be too sure…
If an ounce of prevention’s really worth a pound of cure
Sometimes I wonder if we’ll ever advance…
I don’t think so, but I know there’s still the chance…
You should never play with fire, or a loaded gun…
Or a heart that is devoted… You just might hurt someone who cares
You may not realize, ’til it’s gone, just what you had at stake…
The chance that you had to take
You can never be too sure…
If an ounce of prevention’s really worth a pound of cure
Sometimes I wonder if we’ll ever advance…
I don’t think so, but I know there’s still the chance…
Sometimes everything we have just isn’t good enough
There’s always something better out there when the going’s tough
It seems, all the things in life we treasure most, just cause our hearts to break
It’s the chance that we have to take…
Name In Lights
No one left to talk to
No one left to thank
I couldn’t get arrested if I held up a bank
No one here to read me all my rights
But you’re gonna see my name in lights
I’m totally dejected
But I ain’t been broken yet
They say it takes a lifetime to forget…
It makes me lie awake in bed most nights
But you’re gonna see my name in lights
Shining bright for all to see…
It’s up on that marquee
Got to be all I can be
The name in lights belongs to me
I’m footloose and filthy
And I’m morally depraved
I’m an undiscovered actor who hasn’t shaved
But I’ve got the bigger picture in my sights
And you’re gonna see my name in lights
Shining bright for all to see…
It’s up on that marquee
Got to be all I can be
The name in lights belongs to me
I’m daring and electric
But I’m totally unplugged
I’m gonna go to New York, and get mugged
I’m gonna climb the empire state, and reach new heights…
And you’re gonna see my name in lights
Fifty Years Too Late
It’s okay, sonny boy… I know it’s hard…
Someone who looks like you already played your card
You shouldn’t be here… no, you’re much too good for this
It’s too bad about the boat you missed…
Long ago… was a place for me and you
Where people might appreciate all the little things we do
But now you know, it’s goodbye Joe…
You just shook the hand of fate
You were born… fifty years too late
It’s okay, sonny boy… I sure can understand…
In spite of what you could supply, you’re not in demand
You should have been around when people really tried
To live and breathe with dignity and pride
Long ago, there was a place where people cared…
About the work they did, and the way it was compared
But now you know, it’s on with the show…
The assembly lines won’t wait
You were born… fifty years too late
It’s okay, sonny boy… don’t let it bring you down
You’ve got to keep your chin up if you want to live in this town
Got to beat the pavement every day to earn your bread
And pray you are remembered when you’re dead…
Long ago… was a place for me and you
Where people might appreciate all the little things we do
But now you know, it’s goodbye Joe…
You just shook the hand of fate
You were born… fifty years too late
Taste For Champagne
I’ve got some hundred-dollar gator-skin boots
And some holes in my socks
I’ve got an eighty-dollar beaver-skin Dobbs
Covering my greasy locks
I’ve got the finest leather jacket that money could buy
To hide an old t-shirt with a coffee stain
And you know I’ve got a budget for beer…
I’ve got a taste for champagne
I drink a fifty-dollar bottle of whiskey
From a cheap paper cup
I got snakeskin suspenders
And some two-dollar slacks to hold up
I’ve got an antique watch in a silver locket
That’s hanging from a two-dollar chain
And you know I’ve got a budget for beer…
I’ve got a taste for champagne
Now one of these days
I’m gonna get in the back of a limo
Instead of that beat-up Dodge
One of these days
I won’t be living in squalor…
Gonna get me a house with a four-car garage
Some people say I’ve got some vices
That I should have ignored
And I’m only chasing after
A luxury I’ll never afford
But, coming from some people who ain’t got no ambition…
I just have to take it all with a grain
‘Cause you know I’ve got a budget for beer…
I’ve got a taste for champagne
I said, now one of these days
I’m gonna trade in my spinet
For a nine-foot Steinway grand
One of these days
I’ll spend my summer in Vienna
If it all goes according to the way I planned
Don’t know what it is
That makes me so hard to impress
I guess I know what I like
And I’m never gonna settle for less
Maybe it’s my fate to be forever enraptured
By the things that I’ve yet to obtain
‘Cause you know I’ve got a budget for beer…
I’ve got a taste for champagne
Attention Span
Used to be so easy…
Used to be so free…
Now it’s much more difficult to state so gracefully
But I won’t sit and fret about
Some silly things I say…
Seems like my attention span gets shorter every day
We ran with abandon
And never did look back…
We tempted our own fate, as if we had a deck to stack
But now we recognize that fiddler that everyone must pay
Seems like our attention span gets shorter every day
I remember all the good times, baby
I remember what you meant to me
I remember, most of all, when I was…
Trying to forget all about how careless I can be
We’ve seen so much water
Go under the bridge
But I’ve still got a couple of cold ones sitting in the fridge
So let’s drink ’til we can’t think…
About what makes us old and gray
And see how our attention span gets shorter every day
Yes, it’s funny how our attention span gets shorter every day…
Lorelei
There is… a girl with eyes of gold
A spirit that no one can hold
With ideals that can’t be bought or sold
Her secrets never told
A girl with eyes of gold
I fall deep in love, it seems
Asleep… she lives to haunt my dreams
She resonates my darkest themes
The ones of which, no one redeems…
I’m deep in love it seems
Right now I know, I’ve got to put my faith in time
All the things I can feel, but cannot touch, are so sublime
Won’t you please take me in…
Sit me down, and tell me why…
Tell me why… my heart cannot be tamed for Lorelei
The windows of her soul reveal…
A wound too deep to ever heal
And a tenderness I long to feel
A love so blind, it makes you steal
Her eyes… they do reveal…
Right now I know, I’ve got to put my faith in time
All the things I can feel, but cannot touch, are so sublime
Won’t you please take me in…
Sit me down, and tell me why…
Tell me why… my heart can’t be contained for Lorelei
There’s nothing I can do
Except, promise to be true
‘Cause if I live without her, I would die
There’s nothing I can say…
The words get in the way
Of a feeling in my soul I can’t deny…
My heart cannot be tamed for Lorelei
I know, this time it ain’t no game
I shutter when I hear her name
And like the moth goes to the flame
I know I’ll never be the same
This time it ain’t no game
Right now I know, I’ve got to put my faith in time
All the things I can feel, but cannot touch, are so sublime
Won’t you please take me in…
Sit me down, and tell me why…
Tell me why… my heart can’t be contained for Lorelei
Enough To Go Around
There ain’t enough to go around
We’re all runnin’ a little short
Don’t you know it’s come down to this…
Our very last resort
I’d love to help you, brother…
Love to show you, baby, what I found
But you know… there ain’t enough to go around
There ain’t enough to go around
You can take my word… I know
I’ve been searching everywhere
I looked high, and I looked low
If you’ve got a little bit to spare…
I promise not to make a sound
‘Cause I know… there ain’t enough to go around
There ain’t enough…
Water in the well for everyone to get a drink
There ain’t enough…
Peace and quiet for me to be alone to think
There ain’t enough…
Whiskey in my glass, to see my troubles drown
You know… there ain’t enough to go around
There ain’t enough to go around
As far as I can see
There ain’t enough for you now…
There ain’t enough for me
I’ve got a monkey on my back
And there ain’t nobody left to hound
You know… there ain’t enough to go around…
Golden State Of Mind
I can’t sleep
With the demons that I keep…
They’ve been haunting me for too, too many years
So I will sing
This song with the broken wing
I’m just praying that it won’t land on deaf ears
Oh, sometimes I’m oh so blind
I search, but never find…
Then you sneak up from behind…
You put me in a golden state of mind
I’ve done less
With limited success
To somehow masquerade the pain I feel
But I’ve come to terms
With a habit that confirms
Some things are just too blatant to conceal
Oh, sometimes I’m oh so blind
I search, but never find…
Then you creep up from behind…
You put me in a golden state of mind
How the hell can I ever find the words to say?
I’ll spend my whole life searching for a better way
To watch you leave, is more than I could bare to see
Letting go of you would be the death of me…
Be the death of me…
Now I’d suggest
It’s myself I second-guessed…
Just trying to find some reason for the rhyme
I’ve had a taste
Of a dream I’ve always chased
And wish as though I may… I can’t stop time
Oh, sometimes, I’m oh so blind
I search, but never find…
Then you sneak up from behind…
And put me in a golden state of mind
Ring My Bell
Just ring my bell when you’re down in the ditch
And the fences are too high to climb
You’re drunk, and your mirror’s got the seven-year-itch
I’ll try not to laugh too hard this time
‘Cause, i know a hotel right down the street
Where they hear every word that you say…
There might be somebody who’s sleeping there
There might be somebody who will say a prayer
When your future’s uncertain… far as you can tell…
Baby, just step right up, and ring my bell
Just ring my bell when your dreams are asleep
And the parties you’re crashing are filled
With the ghosts of old lovers whose secrets you’ll keep
‘Til the day when you have them all killed
And i know a hotel right down the street
Where they dance with the devil all day…
There might be somebody whose sleeping there
There might be somebody who will say a prayer
When your future’s uncertain… far as you can tell…
Baby, just step right up, and ring my bell
Just ring my bell when your pockets are filled…
With receipts for the debts you now owe
If you find some way you can pay them all off…
Don’t worry, ’cause you’ll be the first one to know
And back at the hotel right down the street
They don’t keep no bar tabs to pay
There might be somebody whose sleeping there
There might be somebody who will say a prayer
When your future’s uncertain… far as you can tell…
Baby, just step right up, and ring my bell
If I Could Do It Over
Well, if I could do it over…
I wonder what I’d change…
What would I do differently?
What would I rearrange?
Would I make the right decisions?
Would I take the right advice?
Would I be a richer man if I had never rolled the dice?
Well, if I could do it over…
Would it matter more or less?
Would I ever really know the very meaning of success?
Would I stay out half the night, looking for a song to sing?
Well, if I could do it over… I wouldn’t change a thing
Maybe I’d be better off
Maybe I’d be smart
If I’d ever stayed in school
If I’d took the smaller part
If I’d chose a different path, I just might have somewhere to go…
But it’s too late now to wonder ’bout the only life I know
If I’d have done things differently…
They might have made me king
But if I could do it over… lord, I wouldn’t change a thing
Well, if I could do it over…
Would I be the better man?
Would everything in life turn out exactly as I’d plan?
Would I wear the nicer suit?
Would I wear the finer tie?
If I’d done what I was told and never stopped to question why
Maybe I’d be better off
Let us face the facts…
If I’d never wandered over to the wrong side of the tracks
If I’d ever learned my lesson
And never stooped so low…
But it’s too late now to contemplate the only life I know…
If I’d have done things differently
They might have made me king…
But if I could do it over… lord, I wouldn’t change a thing
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