Think about how many times I have fallen . . . .

 

And music is her name . . . .

 

Lookin' for some other way to fly . . . . sleep right through the calm before the storm! High Cost of livin' ain't nothin' like the cost of livin' high!

 

I had a job, and a piece of land, my sweet wife was my best friend, but I traded that for . . . . . . .

 

Made a run down to Houston . . . . Saturday afternoon, yeah my baby said boy you've had your fun you betta get your butt back soon . . . . Gotta get back to Macon!!

 

What the hell did I do last night, that's the story of my life, like trying to remember words to a song nobody wrote . . .

 

 

Whiskey eyed, some ash tray breath, on a chert rock gravel road . . .

 

Did you ever see a she gator protect her young'uns . . .or a fish in the river swimmin' free?!

 

I'm not tryin' to put down no big city . . . But the things they write about us is just a bore . . .

 

Am I losin'?!

And I recall drinkin' wine with one of my friends . . . Lord I can't go back again . . . .

 

One of best lyrics ever, in my opinion . . . .

"Forget your lust, for the rich man's gold*
All that you need, is in your soul,*
And you can do this, oh baby, if you try.*
All that I want for you my son,*is to be satisfied."

 

"Boy, don't you worry... you'll find yourself. Follow your heart, lord, and nothing else. And you can do this, oh baby, if you try. All that I want for you my son,*is to be satisfied."

 

Keg's dry . . . . and 'Tuesday's Gone' . . . . . Randall "Pink" Floyd!!!

 

 

I never cared for school or any golden rules*
Papa used to always say I was a useless fool*
So I left my home to show them thay was wrong*
And headed out on the road singing my song*
Then one sunny day. the man, he looked my way*
And everything that I dreamed of, it was real*
Money, girls and cars; and big long cigars*
And I caught the first plane home so papa would see*

 

Take a listen, papa . . . .

 

You never met a mother****er quite like me . . . . .

 

I've been on the cover of Rolling Stone . . .

 

Never thought I'd go as far in life as this
Never made par and I could give 2 ****s
Never wanted sell cars cause my dad was a dick
Never wanted a guitar 'till I heard a lick like this

And from the depths of dixie to my northern spots
You know its time to rock when ole glory drops