There’s no need to worry for tomorrow,
When we only have tonight.
There’s a drum beating somewhere,
Calling me to a distant fight.
There’s no need to worry about me,
Lord willing, I’ll be alright.
There’s a train waiting at the station,
Calling me to a soldier’s life.
But for one moment
For one little slice out of time
I’ll find you in the darkness
And hold you till the morning light
We’ll listen how sweetly the morning bird sings
Nothing is forever
The clock is always out of time
I’ll love you through all the madness,
And whisper sweet love songs, my darling
For there’s no telling what tomorrow brings
There’s always a sadness in leaving
Your love will make it all right
I’ll meet you in the garden
And hold you in the pale moonlight
Nothing is forever
We’re forever out of time
Whisper you love me, my darling
For there’s no telling what tomorrow brings
Storm front coming through the barrens today,
Dark clouds are hanging, but not a drop of rain.
And all the good folks I hear ’em’ complaining,
About the state of the weather today.
Never seeing, never saying
What goes on between a man and a woman.
They’ve been saying, Mama’s been playing,
And when Daddy gets home, there’s going to be hell to pay
They say she’s lying, temperature rising
Daddy hit Mama, and all the good folks just looked the other way.
Storm front coming through the barrens today
Dark clouds are forming, but not a spit of rain.
And all the good folks complaining,
About the state of the children today
Never knowing, never owing,
To anything but the here and now.
On my knees, begging please,
Dear God, I’ve got to get out of this house somehow.
Well, Jamie and me – we cut school today,
And all the good folks just got nothing to say.
Storm front is coming through the barrens today,
Dark clouds are hanging, but not a kiss of rain
And when Daddy comes up those steps,
There’s going to be the devil to pay.
Storm front coming through the barrens today,
Dark clouds are forming, but nothing but the promise of rain
Promise of Rain,
Promise of Rain,
Promise of Rain.
I hold out a finger
To touch your fevered lips
To stop you from saying
All those words I can’t resist.
Be a lover, not a liar
And I’ll love you for a lifetime,
I am a woman of simplicity.
Touch me,
Don’t tell me,
I won’t put up a fight.
Touch me,
Don’t tell me,
And I’ll know if it’s right.
I hold out my hands
To touch your fingertips,
To stop you from making promises,
You can’t keep.
Be a lover, not a liar
And I’ll love you all my lifetime,
I’m asking for the truth,
Simple as can be.
You can lay me down in sheets of linen,
Or in blades of summer grass
I won’t be craving what you’re not saying,
And you know I will never ask.
Leave all the words go unspoken,
Leave them all in the past,
And I won’t be buying,
What you’re not selling,
Lover, it’s all I’ll ever ask.
When I was young
I stood upon the shore
And threw stones at headstrong waters
Sure as I could be
Nothing in this world
Could lay a hand on me
But now I sit
And wonder
Where do all the rivers run?
Do they run to the sea?
Do they follow their hearts?
Yearning to be free
And when I was older
I stood upon the shore
And kissed the preacher’s headstrong daughter
Sure as I could be
Nothing that girl could do
Would lay a hand on me
You know I loved that girl
Vowed to make her mine
But she followed her dreams
And I was left behind
But now I sit
And wonder
Where do all the rivers run?
Do they run to the sea?
Do they follow their hearts?
Yearning to be free
Met her down
at the Lonesome Star.
I liked her looks,
She liked my car.
I took her home,
Didn’t get too far.
But, I’m hooked,
Yeah, I’m hooked.
Oh, yeah.
Can’t eat.
Can’t sleep.
Can’t pee.
Lord, what’s the matter
With me.
Janie Lee
Janie Lee,
You’re killing me.
Janie Lee,
Janie Lee.
When you spread your
Loving like a killing spree.
No denying,
Think I’m lying.
When I say
She’s a high-rent, hell-bent, living, loving mystery.
Twenty men tried,
And twenty men failed.
Some were suicides
Some they hauled off to jail.
I’m the only one,
Who lived to tell the tale.
But, I’m hooked.
Yeah, I’m hooked.
Oh, yeah.
.
Can’t walk,
Can’t talk,
Can’t think,
Lord, I need another drink.
Janie Lee,
Janie Lee.
Won’t you marry me.
Janie Lee,
Janie Lee.
You spread your loving
Like a killing spree.
There’s no denying,
Think I’m lying.
When I say,
She’s a laser guided, razor wired mystery.
The Devil came for Darby
Howlin’ like the wind.
Hauled ole’ Darby off to parts unknown.
He was never seen again
But in the Devil’s final words,
Tell you, this is what I heard.
He said, boy you’ve been giving in to evil.
Funny how that always ends
When you’ve been playing games with the Devil.
The Devil always wins.
Now the Devil came for Marcy
With a heart as black as sin
Hauled ole’ Marcy off to parts unknown
She was never seen again.
But in that Devil’s parting words,
Tell you, this is what I heard.
He said, girl you’ve been giving in to evil.
Funny how that always ends
When you’ve been playing games with the Devil.
The Devil always wins.
Now last night, the Devil came for me,
With a taunting malicious grin.
Can’t say as I blame him,
For all the places that I’d been
But for a chance to break even,
I stood up to the table
and gave that wheel another spin.
Oh, but as fate would have it
Don’t you know, I lost that game again.
And the Devil said:
Boy you’ve been giving in to evil.
And you know how that game always ends.
When you’ve been playing games with the Devil
Son, the Devil always wins.
oh,
There’s a photograph
Of you and I
Torn in two
And thrown aside
Picture of a brighter day
In a role
That you and I
Were born to play
Now your gone
And life moves on
And I,
I belong to Yesterday
Photographs are memories
Trapped in time
Easier days
When you were mine
I loved you then
As I love you now
And still somehow
Love’s not enough
To dry the tears
Or bring back wasted years
Saved forever
in a photograph
oh,
Now your gone
And life moves on
And I,
I belong to Yesterday
So turn the page.
Close the book.
Don’t you take another look.
Here inside, where I hide.
In a leather bound book of time.
oh,
Now your gone
And life moves on
And I,
I belong to Yesterday
Don’t sit there with that stupid grin
I can see what you’ve been drinking,
That bottle may be your very best friend,
But Darling, for me it means – the end.
I’ve got to know, now
Do you love me so?
Is that what you really feel?
Or is it – the whiskey talking?
Don’t you “baby, baby me.”
It won’t buy you no sympathy.
If you really think I’m losing sleep,
You can close that door,
And throw away the key.
Cause I’ve got to know,
Do you love me so?
Is that what you really feel?
Or is it – the whiskey talking?
If you’re man enough,
If you’re tough enough
To walk that line
Get up on that witness stand,
And raise up your hand
If you love me
You’ll say like a man
Cause I’ve got to know – right now
That your love is true,
Tell it like it really is,
Or this little girl – is walking?