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Where the hell is sun, just rains for days
all this river risin and cryin washin us away
if we let go now, we'll let our love drown
Baby, this cold blue river, might never go down

So put up your bags and get away from the door,
put up this rusty pistol baby, I aint mad anymore
If you leave me now and head for higher ground

Songwriters: CHRIS KNIGHT, CRAIG WISEMAN
The road ain't looked this good to me
In a couple of months or so
I've been breaking ground, heading down
A hard road to hoe

I've been farming dreams but I ain't seen
No harvest in L.A.

Got married at 16, had a 15 year old wife
Guess I've been a grown man, just about all my life
Like my daddy before me, I've done the best I could
Somehow things turned out a little worse than they should

Logan West Virginia is a hundred mile behind
Coal mines took my boys life and my Janie's piece of mind
All I know is back in Logan and I ain't never been that smart

I use to run from the past
But the world got to spinnin' so fast
I run from the future now

I run as fast as I can
Tryin' to be a simple man
I just want to slow down

Her hair was as black as Pike county cold
And her lips were as red as blood on the snow
She wore short vinyl skirts and them boots to her knees
And she lived in the holler across the mountain from me

Hard Candy so sweet
And I could never get enough
Hard Candy so easy

I grew up near what they call the flats
Ain't too many people knows where it's at
Can't hear the highway, can't see a way out
I guarantee it ain't nothin' worth cryin' about

Daddy left us all back in '91
Left us all wonderin' what it was we done
I'd stand in the yard and stare down the road

Get up in the morning, fall out of bed
Go down to the basement, cook up a little meth
All the young folks love it, coming back for more
Ain't it good to be working, got your foot in the door

Hey, hell ain't half full
Got the light on for you son
Hell ain't half full

Kansas wheat fields don't ask questions
Like most the folks I met
But if this storm don't stop the harvest
There's a chance I might forget

I'm tryin' not to think about you
But when this combine Rocks-N-Rolls
It shakes my mind, it shakes my body

Pour my soul into my song
Playin' for the people all night long
I work hard for my money and I want it now
Don't make me have to tear your juke joint down

I'm a homesick gypsy
I was born movin' down the line
I'm a homesick gypsy

I've got a house and 90 acres some cattle in the barn
Two kids with no mama, she left in a saleman's arms
A sign by the mailbox says there's an auction in the
Yard
Born and raised has been damn easy but lately living's
Hard
The children miss their mama but there ain't nothing I
Can do

Sometimes I wonder where my next dollar gonna come from
Keep my head up and something falls out of the sky
Daddy taught me how to use my bootstraps and carry on
He said God will be good to you son if you try

Uncle Sam comes around getting both hands in your pocket
People out there, just barely are gettin by
Render unto Caesar no more than you got to

Me and Billy roofers of houses
Met at the local union hall
It was like I found my long lost brother
We drank like fish and worked like dogs

Lookin’ back I knew he’d get me in trouble
But I didn’t have too many friends
Runnin up and down that Dixie highway

Livin' on the road
Livin' from hand to mouth
Weather gets cold
You head down south

Head down south
You work a month or so
Stay drunk for a while

2 cups of coffee and I'm back on the road
80 miles to memphis, is what the lady told
She smiled and thanked me, when she picked up my change
Says "you have a safe trip, stay out of the rain"

Chorus:
I'm lookin through the windsheild
Holding back the night

I don't like you, and you don't like me
We don't like each other, it's plain to see
I've got a pistol, all you've gots a knife
You'd better move on, cause it ain't worth your life

That girl on the barstool, she ain't your kind
She was married to my cousin, but tonight she's mine
Go hit on those girls in your big city town

She handled herself well
Been handled by two guards
She still looked like a prom queen in the back of the sheriff's car

A crowd lined up from the courthouse
To the jailhouse down the street
How could they talk so bad about a girl who was so sweet

All the memories of our good time
Keep crowdin' in my mind
But I'm counting on the bad times
To help me leave you behind

Even though I said it's over
I'm really not that strong
I need something to keep me goin'

In the lamp light on Locust Street, with the party far behind
No sound but the beat of her heart and mine
The smell of her hair was my first breath, and her lips were my first
kiss
And my first step was a headlong dive

I couldn't keep myself from falling, so she taught me to fly
And I was born in the summer of '75

The sun's goin down on me
Thoughts of her keep haunting me
Desparations taking hold
My hands are on the steering wheel
But my hearts back in louisvilee
At the far end of a thousand miles of road

My minds grinding like a steel gear baby

Here we stand in the mornin light.
Wishing it was still last night.
A glow of fire light in our eyes,
And never a trace of goodbye.

If this train station was our room.
Then the sun would be the moon.
And all our tears would be the rain.

Fire one up and you toss one down
Everybody knows you been downtown
Been downtown late last night
Busted your head in a barroom fight

Fightin with your brother, fightin with your wife
Seems you been fightin every day of your life
Cant stand still, still cant run