What a friend we have in time Gives us children, makes us wine Tells us what to take or leave behind And the gifts of growing old Are the stories to
In a spaceship over the mountains Chasing rainbows in the setting sun Leaving heart and home for the city of angels I feel my life is undone There are
Almost heaven, West Virginia Blue ridge mountains, Shenandoah river Life is old there, older than the trees Younger than the mountains, growin' like a
So you speak to me of sadness And the coming of the winter Fear that is within you now that seems to never end And the dreams that have escaped you And
Sunshine on my shoulders makes me happy Sunshine in my eyes can make me cry Sunshine on the water looks so lovely Sunshine, almost always, makes me high
I?ve been lately thinking about my life?s time All the things I?ve done, how it?s been And I can?t help believing in my own mind I know I?m gonna hate
Usually in the morning I'm filled with sweet belonging And everything is beautiful to see Even when it's raining The sound of Heaven singing Is simply
In the airport lounge she sat In a fancy feathered hat The grandest lady I had ever seen Outside the heavy rains Had grounded all the planes So I asked
Perhaps love is like a resting place A shelter from the storm it exists to give you comfort It is there to keep you warm and in those times of trouble
Of course we have our differences, you shouldn't be surprised It's as natural as changes in the seasons and the skies Sometimes we grow together, sometimes
brand new start Now he never told the story of the time that he was gone Some say he was a lawyer, some say he was a John There was something in the
Lady, are you crying, do the tears belong to me? Did you think our time together was all gone? Lady, you've been dreaming, I'm as close as I can be And
I didn't think it could happen again I?m just too old and set in my ways I was convinced, I would always be lonely All of the rest of my days Maybe I
Well life on the farm is kinda laid back Ain't much an old country boy like me can't hack It's early to rise, early in the sack I thank God I'm a country
Lost and alone on some forgotten highway Traveled by many, remembered by few Lookin' for somethin' that I can believe in Lookin' for somethin' that I'
When you asked, how I've been here without you I'd like to say, I've been fine and I do But we both know the truth is hard to come by And if I told the
Had an uncle named Matthew Was his fathers only boy Born just south of Colby, Kansas Was his mother's pride and joy Yes, and joy was just the thing he
On the road of experience trying to find my own way Sometimes I wish that I could fly away When I think that I?m moving then suddenly things stand still