Kent Rose
©Kent Rose Memory Train Publishing/BMI

Lyrics

I got my paycheck in my pocket and I’m ready to spend it all

I got my paycheck in my pocket and I’m ready to spend it all

Gonna get into some trouble, have myself a ball

 

I got fundamental rhythm, sacramental wine

I got fundamental rhythm, sacramental wine

May not get religion but I’m sure enough feeling fine

 

Ripped up rocked out

And I’m ready to roll with you all night long

Ripped up rocked out

And I’m ready to roll with you all night long

If morning comes too early we just keep rolling on

 

I’m going to make my move at midnight, better keep track of the time

I’m going to make my move at midnight, better keep track of the time

I got the notion and the motion for that sweet little gal of mine

 

Additional chorus

Rip it, rock it, rollin’ and a reelin’

Rock it, rip it, rollin’ with a feelin’

Rip it, rock it,  rollin’ and a reelin’

Rock it, rip it, rollin’ with a feelin’

If morning comes too early we just keep rolling on

Kent Rose
©Kent Rose Memory Train Publishing/BMI

Lyrics

Cary Grant says “How do you do?”

John Wayne says “Howdy”

Set ‘em up for the boys in the back

Before they get too rowdy

Who’s that woman in the dance hall dress

Eyes roll like thunder

Talk that’s been around enough to know

Says she’s an  all American wonder

 

Old movies, old memories and Champagne for one

I could be sweet delivery and see how they run

Old movies, old memories in the dawn’s early light

I could be sweet delivery but I can’t make it right

 

yodel

 

James Stewart says “So long now”

Chevalier says “Adieu”

Come with me to the Casbah, baby

Paradise rendezvous

Ride across the desert sands

Meet me by the water

I am a street-thief living in exile

You are a sultan’s daughter

 

Old movies, old memories and Champagne for one

I could be sweet delivery and see how they run

Old movies, old memories in the dawn’s early light

I could be sweet delivery but I can’t make it right

 

yodel

Kent Rose
©Kent Rose Memory Train Publishing/BMI

Lyrics

Hey little girl what you wanna do

Old man’s at home how about you

Sittin’ there drinkin’ thinkin’ nobody cares

Don’t need a ticket for a ride upstairs

 

I wanna break up somebody’s home

Try to make up for breaking up my own

Wanna break up somebody’s home

‘Cuz I don’t believe in leaving well enough alone

 

Hey little girl can I walk you home

I don’t want you out on the streets alone

City’s just a jungle full of mumbo and jive

You know my protection helps you stay alive

 

Come on, let’s go, there’s a crazy little after hours joint I know

It’s late, come on, they’ll be shakin’ down the action ‘till way past dawn

True love, green eyes, oowee baby got me hypnotized

True love, blue lights, we can slip away into the soul of the night

 

Hey little girl you lookin’ too good

I appreciate you the way that he should

He don’t pay attention when you try so hard

Baby come on over play in my yard

 

Hey little girl you get my love for free

No there ain’t no strings that’s attached to me

Don’t be so suspicious it ain’t no crime

All that you been missin’

Is what you’re gonna find

Kent Rose
©Kent Rose Memory Train Publishing/BMI

Lyrics

Don’t let me stand in the way

Of you all having fun

Everybody looks the same

Can’t tell you from any one

You can clap hands in rhythm

And dance in one straight line

Me, I’m stumbling with the boys

Beneath the neon sign

 

If Hank ain’t on the bandstand

Buck Owens ain’t on the box

Close Up the Honky Tonks      

Tighten down the locks

 

Bartender, pour another

Because tonight I’m getting totaled

Hey, what good is country music

Without the yodel

 

Yodel

 

No you don’t want to change at all

Not even just a little

You bury that old steel guitar

Forget about the fiddle

And that high lonesome sound

It what you don’t want to hear

You want all the bubbles

But me, I’ll take the beer

 

If Hank ain’t on the bandstand

And the Hag ain’t on the box

Lord, I got the Workin’ Man Blues   

On the Big City streets I walk

 

Bartender, pour another

Because tonight I’m getting totaled

Hey, what good is country music

Without the yodel

 

Yodel

Kent Rose
©Kent Rose Memory Train Publishing/BMI

Lyrics

I was down and nearly out

I was drowning in doubt

Waiting for, oh, a hand to hold

I turned away and turned my back

Live out on a lonesome track

Watching all, all the good times roll

 

Chorus

Oh, baby I can hear my heart start singing

Lately I can hear that sweet old song

Baby I can hear my heart start singing

Lovin’ so right just can’t be wrong

 

So I got up and out the door

Couldn’t sit here any more

Wanting just, just to talk to you

And with the kiss that I receive

Now I again believe

That wishing sometimes can come true

 

Oh, baby I can hear my heart start singing

Lately I can see when my love come down

Baby I can hear my heart start singing

Ever since the day you came around

 

It’s a melody in me

With no beginning and no end

The minute I hear it just one time

I gotta gotta hear it again

 

Repeat chorus

Kent Rose
©Kent Rose Memory Train Publishing/BMI

Lyrics

I’ve been feeling real low

I’ve been hitting it hard

Playing my life like a deck of cards

And the dealer wins

And you can’t change chairs

But I see a light at the top of the stairs

 

I’ve been ready to crawl

I’ve been raring to fly

Coming out of my skin

And I don’t know why

I take one look

Somebody else glares

But I see a light at the top of the stairs

 

I see a light at the top of the stairs

Just beyond the blue

I wish I could believe somewhere

Up there every dream comes true

I’m going round and round with a bunch of squares

But I see a light at the top of the stairs

 

I’ve been hiding it awayeeeee

I’ve been shooting the breeze

Dotting all my Is

Crossing all my Ts

At night I don’t count sheeeeep

I count grizzly bears

But I see a light at the top of the stairs

Kent Rose
©Kent Rose Memory Train Publishing/BMI

Lyrics

I like a whole mess of gravy on every piece of meat

Like a lickin’s worth of frosting on anything that’s sweet

I like cream in my coffee, sugar in my tea

Just a little bit too much is just enough for me

 

I cop a pair of limousines every time I take a ride

Got a city fleet of taxis waitin’ on the side

I buy the boulevard itself when I go out on a spree

Just a little bit too much is just enough for me

 

Chorus

Just a little bit too much, just a little bit too much

Just a little bit too much – what I say now

Just a little bit too much, just a little bit too much

Just a little bit too much is just enough for me

 

I got 30 pair of shoes tryin’ to get on my feet

100 tuxedos in the president’s suite

The sultan and his harem understand it, you see

Just a little bit too much is just enough for me

 

I like a silk stocking woman with a mystery perfume

Or a barefoot country girl pigtails and a broom

Ms. College Professor with fine legs and a degree

Just a little bit too much is just enough for me

 

Repeat chorus

 

There ain’t a dues been had that I ain’t paid

Love perpetual motion is my stock in trade

I give the million dollar hollar

And I give it up for free

Just a little bit too much is just enough for me

 

Repeat chorus

Kent Rose
©Kent Rose Memory Train Publishing/BMI

Lyrics

It was there when I woke up I swear

It was there when I woke up I swear

It was there when I woke up ever since we broke up

It was there when I woke up I swear

 

It was there when I went to Sunday school

It was there when I went to Sunday school

It was there on Sunday stuck around on Monday

It was there when I went to Sunday school

 

It was there when I crossed the Georgia line

It was there when I crossed the Georgia line

It was there when I crossed it just about the time I lost it

It was there when I crossed the Georgia line

 

Chorus

It was there when I woke up I swear

It was there when I woke up I swear

It was there when I woke up ever since we broke up

It was there when I woke up I swear

 

It was there when I went to the county fair

It was there when I went to the county fair

It was there at the fair in the town square

It was there when I went to the county fair

 

Repeat chorus

Kent Rose
©Kent Rose Memory Train Publishing/BMI

Story

Jay Whitehouse lead guitar, John Abbey bass

Lyrics

I hear the rain

It’s coming down

I’ll bet it rains on the other side of town

And over there across the line

I won’t forget these pals of mine

 

The night gets cold

Might freeze again

Ain’t been this way since I can’t remember when

A lonesome moon with stars that shine

To light the road for

These pals of mine

 

chorus

These pals of mine

They get the news

Don’t live on reruns or regrets

Someone else’s blues

And so they dance with arms entwined

Out on the floor

These pals of mine

 

Sometimes I cry

Something like pain

I take a ride on that old memory train

And see us all now left behind

To carry on

These pals of mine

 

chorus repeats

 

And they’ll always be

Each Valentine

To carry on

These pals of mine

Kent Rose
©Kent Rose Memory Train Publishing/BMI

Lyrics

Is it wrong for me to love you

Is it wrong for me to care

When I see you walking with me

I feel like I'm waltzing on air

 

Is it wrong for me to hold you

In the dark night when nobody's there

I can't help it if I need you

I feel like I'm waltzing on air

 

Waltzing on air in a ballroom up there

Gliding and sliding like ole Fred Astaire

And with you here beneath the crystal chandelier

I think I must be dreaming

 

Is it wrong that when I see you

Can't help it if I stop and stare

For I only have eyes for you

I feel like I'm waltzing on air

 

Waltzing on air in a ballroom up there

Dancing and prancing just like Fred Astaire

We twirl and spin to ole Don's mandolin

I hope it goes on forever

 

Is it wrong for me to love you

Is it wrong for me to care

When I see you walking with me

I feel like I'm waltzing on air

Feel like I'm waltzing on air

Kent Rose
©Kent Rose Memory Train Publishing/BMI

Lyrics

Well I went to the doctor he shook his head

Maybe you shoulda stayed in bed

I got news but it sure ain’t good

You got more things wrong than any man should

High blood pressure to the moon

You’ll explode too soon

A heart attack wearin’ your name

With an invitation to a dangerous game

 

Yeah you know my baby really loves me

That’s a pretty good start,

Bless her heart I’m fallin’ apart

Yeah you know baby thinkin’ of me

At the top of her chart

Bless her heart I’m fallin’ apart

 

I got the arth-a- ritis and the Asiatic flu

I slipped my disc tryin’ to do the boogaloo

While walkin’ the dog I got bit

I ran across the street I got hit

The car didn’t stop tires didn’t squeal

He was in a hurry and I’m no big deal

He got a date with Sally Mae

Well I wouldn’t want to be the one to stand in his way

Kent Rose
©Kent Rose Memory Train Publishing/BMI

Lyrics

Thinkin'  'bout things that I could do

To let you know that I love you

All the years forever true

Golden rings,  thinking' 'bout things

 

Thinkin' 'bout things that I could say

To touch your heart in every way

I'm so glad that you'd stay

My heart sings thinkin' 'bout things

 

Thinkin' 'bout things, thinkin' 'bout you

Hopin'  that you think about me, too

No more nights forever blue

The joy love brings, thinking' 'bout things

 

Thinkin' 'bout things that I could be

A confidante so naturally

How I hear that melody

On guitar strings thinkin' 'bout things

 

Thinkin' 'bout things, thinkin' 'bout you

Hopin' that you think about me, too

No more nights forever blue

The joy love brings, thinkin' 'bout things

On guitar strings thinkin' 'bout things

Golden rings,  thinkin' 'bout things

Kent Rose
©Kent Rose Memory Train Publishing/BMI

Lyrics

Here comes the end of the world

Where are we gonna go

Don't cry little darlin'

It's only southern snow

Tired of all that sunshine

Let the cold wind blow

Don't cry little darlin'

It's only southern snow

 

It sure does look pretty on TV

But a spin out on the highway takes the charm right out of me

They're running wild in Birmingham

Tore up in Tupelo

Don't cry little darlin'

It's only southern snow

 

If I make it home tonight

But what time, I don't know

Don't cry little darlin'

It's only southern snow

Kent Rose
©Kent Rose Memory Train Publishing/BMI

Lyrics

I used to be close to Short Fat Fanny

Now I can’t even talk to her granny

Suddenly lightning flash from above

And I took a ride in the Tunnel of Love

 

Everybody got everything

We all wound up in the center ring

With a root toot toot and a ring a ding ding

Everybody got everything

 

Diamond Rita and Handsome Jack

Down by the river in a red Cadillac

With the radio blasting nothing by noise

Who cares when you’ve got a bundle of joy

 

Read all about it in the papers today

Man won a million and threw it all away

On wine and women and a luxury place

He died with a smile all over his face

Kent Rose
©Kent Rose Memory Train Publishing/BMI

Lyrics

Look at that woman out there on the floor

Look at that woman out there on the floor

Way she shakes it makes me holler for more

 

She got style that really flips my wig

She got style that really flips my wig

Another thing about her that I dig

 

She’s got jungle jaguar pants

Jungle jaguar pants

Jungle jaguar pants

She’s got jungle jaguar pants

I don’t stand a chance ‘cause she got

Jungle jaguar pants

JJJJJJJ

Jungle jaguar pants

 

She’s drinking whiskey

Me, I’m drinking beer

She’s drinking whiskey

Me, I’m drinking beer

I sure wish she’d bring it on over here

 

She’s got something

Everybody can see

She’s got something

Everybody can see

Bet she does that something

Better than me

 

She’s got jungle jaguar pants

Jungle jaguar pants

Jungle jaguar pants

She’s got jungle jaguar pants

I don’t stand a chance ‘cause she got

Jungle jaguar pants

JJJJJJJ

Jungle jaguar pants

Kent Rose
©Kent Rose Memory Train Publishing/BMI

Lyrics

Well the news hit me like a hammer

Blew off the top of my head

I went for a walk around the block

Wound up at your door instead

With a ballpoint pen and paper

To try and write it all down

But nothing I say ever makes much sense

I think I’m going to leave this town

 

I think I’m going to leave this town in a minute

Everything here, all the people in it

It’s a rat race

I’m never going to win it

I think I’m going to leave this town

 

Well the highway musta quit calling

‘Cuz I ain’t heard it in years

Angels wait by the side of the road

The Devil whispers in my ear

And he says he’s keeping my secret

But talk sure do get around

I got trouble down deep

I can’t sleep

I think I’m going to leave this town

 

I think I’m going to leave this town in a hurry

I’ll be all right, baby don’t you worry

Somewhere between Memphis and Missouri

I think I’m going to leave this town

 

These shoes that I’ve been wearing

Wearing for a long long while

They ain’t my size, ain’t my color

Sure as hell ain’t my style

Somehow I got to keep running

While others just stand around

You know you find what’s true

Down on the avenue

I think I’m going to leave this town

Kent Rose
©Kent Rose Memory Train Publishing/BMI

Lyrics

The promoter took the cash box and split for Vegas

Left the band with nothing but pack it up and go

This motel room we’re crowding ain’t the greatest

But it’s better than sleeping by the side of the road

 

At a truck stop where the neon signs are burning

All the stars up in the sky they tumble down

We’ve been here before but we’ll soon be returning

Another honkytonk in another lonesome town

 

All that highway, all that American night

Technicolor sunset turns to black and white

The wheels keep rolling ‘til the city’s out of sight

All  that highway, all that American night

 

There’s a jukebox with a memory in the corner

Every time the needle drops I get a thrill

Might be living on hard times and hand-me-downs

Fats Domino’s still up on Blueberry Hill

 

All that highway, all that American night

Technicolor sunset turns to black and white

The wheels keep rolling until the city’s out of sight

All that highway, all that American night

Kent Rose
©Kent Rose Memory Train Publishing/BMI

Story

From the album All That American Night.

Lyrics

Heard a song on the radio

It hit me hard and I lost control

Started movin’ from side to side

Get up on your pony and ride

 

Snap your fingers, pop that thang

Snatch it back, do the boomerang

Everybody’s waiting in line

For an opportunity to lose their mind

Yeah yeah yeah

 

If you dig it, you can’t shake it

If you dig it, you can’t shake it

You can tell a lie, signify

You can try but you just can’t fake it

Yeah yeah yeah

If you dig it, you can’t shake it

If you dig it, you can’t shake it

 

Big house with a swimming pool in back

Wind up in a shotgun shack

Neighbor neighbor come back in a while

Don’t change that station

Don’t tough that dial

 

Don’t ever let them change your mind

Or sit around waiting for a sign

It’s that thing you do each and every day

With no regrets come judgment day

Yeah yeah yeah

 

If you dig it, you can’t shake it

If you dig it, you can’t shake it

You can tell a lie, signify

You can try but you just can’t fake it

Yeah yeah yeah

If you dig it, you can’t shake it

Kent Rose
©Kent Rose Memory Train Publishing/BMI

Lyrics

This house gets lonesome

All day long, nighttime too

Locked up doors and blue windows

This house gets lonesome and I do too

 

Ghosts in the walls

Wouldn’t walk through the halls

If they knew you were coming ‘round

They don’t treat me right

Scare me every night

Each time I hear that mournful sound

 

Sheets on the bed

Cover up my head

Never let me say one single word

Pillows on the side

Like a nightmare ride

Into all the rumors that I’ve heard

 

This house gets lonesome

All day long, nighttime too

Locked up doors and blue windows

This house gets lonesome and I do too

 

Wish I only knew

What you say is true

Then I wouldn’t listen to your lies

Every single day

In every single way

You keep putting teardrops in my eyes

Kent Rose
©Kent Rose Memory Train Publishing/BMI

Lyrics

Heaven knows you’re a beautiful woman

Any fool in this town can see that

I’ve got my own sense of direction

I don’t need a compass or map

 

Remember that sweet desperation

That drove me out of her mind

It’s always a sad situation

When you stand on both sides of the line

 

I’ve seen the bright lights

Most of the night lights

Swept out with the neon debris

Somewhere in this room there’s a lover for you

But tonight that lover ain’t me

 

Now I’ve been two-timed and down-hearted

I miss it every now and again

No use going back where I started

And abandon my one true friend

 

I’ve seen the hot lights

Stood in the spotlights

That’s where I earned my degree

Somewhere in this room

In the smoke and perfume

There’s a lover but it won’t be me

Somewhere in this room

There’s a lover for you

But tonight that lover ain’t meee

Kent Rose and the Remedies
©Kent Rose Memory Train Publishing/BMI

Story

Jay Whitehouse guitar, Justin Loftus bass, Ken Stefancich drums

Lyrics

Hammered and nailed

Caught on my way home

Hammered and nailed

Gimme one call on the telephone

Hey pretty baby make my bail

I got hammered and nailed

Hammered and nailed

 

One when I hit the barroom

Two to drown my thirst

By the time I got to number three

I couldn’t remember my first

Mighta been Tennessee whiskey

Or glass of than Tanqueray gin

I don’t know what put me here

But look at the trouble I’m in

 

Hammered and nailed

Caught on my way home

Hammered and nailed

Gimme one call on the telephone

Hey pretty baby make my bail

I got hammered and nailed

Hammered and nailed

 

Blue light in the mirror

Pullin’ me over to the side

Looks like I’m going to have to take

One nightmare jailhouse ride

I know things could be better

But things sure could be worse

Wind up in an old pine coffin

In the back of somebody’s hearse and get

 

Hammered and nailed

Caught on my way home

Hammered and nailed

Gimme one call on the telephone

Hey pretty baby make my bail

I got hammered and nailed

Hammered and nailed

Kent Rose
©Kent Rose Memory Train Publishing/BMI

Lyrics

She was a beautiful beauty operator

Bag o’ trick bag was her trade

Leave you shiverin’ in the sunshine

Or sweatin’ in the cold dark shade

 

I fell for her one night

Full moon shinin’ up above

I don’t know what you call this, girl

But I know it can’t be love

 

Call the doctor, I’m shakin’

From sea to shining sea

It wasn’t Uncle Sammy down in Alabammy

Tammy put the whammy on me

 

Tammy put the whammy, put the whammy

Put the whammy on me

Tammy put the whammy, put the whammy

Put the whammy on me

Well, it wasn’t my Mammy cookin’ eggs and hammy

Tammy put the whammy on me, yeah

 

Black cat sittin’ on a railroad track

Crossing his eyes at me

Making me nervous till I hear

A hoot owl hangin’ from a tree

 

I fell down in the danger zone

With no escape I know

I can’t get a grip on it baby

But I sure can’t let it go

 

Call the doctor, I’m shakin’

From sea to shining sea

Its wasn’t Uncle Sammy down in Alabammy

Tammy put the whammy on me

 

Tammy put the whammy, put the whammy

Put the whammy on me

Tammy put the whammy, put the whammy

Put the whammy on me

It wasn’t my Mammy cookin’ eggs and hammy

Tammy put the whammy on me

I was down in Miami pickin’ up a Grammy

Tammy put the whammy on me

I was doin’ origami in my old pajammy

Tammy put the whammy on me

Kent Rose
©Kent Rose Memory Train Publishing/BMI

Lyrics

You changed your number and your changed your name

Changed everything but giving me the blame

You changed my picture up on the wall

You can change it a little why not change at all

Changed my jacket and my shirt

Got me walking out there so square that it hurts

Changed my toothpaste but I didn’t cry

All I ask you is why, why, why?

 

Why oh, why oh, why oh

Why you wanna treat me this way?

Why oh, why oh, why oh

Why you wanna treat me this way?

Brrrrrup bup badado, why oh

Why you wanna treat me this way?

Why oh, why oh

Why you wanna treat me this way?

 

You changed the thunder and you changed the rain

From the Eastern coast to the Western plain

You changed your plans at the holiday ball

From tux and tails to howdy you all

You changed my breakfast and my lunch

Don’t know about supper but I sure gotta hunch

Changed my ticket on the carnival ride

All I ask you is why, why, why?

Kent Rose
©Kent Rose Memory Train Publishing/BMI

Lyrics

It’s not just the words you say

Or the way you walk when you walk my way

It takes me back to yesterday

When love was new

When I close my tired eyes

What I see I see is no surprise

Guess I’m one of the lucky guys

For all you do

Now I see there’s something beautiful

Something beautiful

Something beautiful

Something about you

 

And if it’s just a storybook

I’ll turn the page and take a look

Standing right in front of me all I ever want to see

 

It’s not just the restless skies

Or the moon that hears the moonlight’s sighs

I never thought I’d realize and carry it through

Kent Rose
©Kent Rose Memory Train Publishing/BMI

Story

Kent Rose vocals, Dan Massey drums, Jim Nelson bass, Paul Carestia pedal steel guitar, John Rice guitar plus 6 string bass and mandolin.

Lyrics

Maybe it was something I did in a former life

Maybe it was just written in the stars

I get along pretty good with my wife

But women keep smashing up my cars

 

I went to a party just the other night

Man, it was a real swinging bash

I was almost having me a good time

‘Till I herd that old familiar crash

 

‘Cause women keep smashing up my cars

It ain’t nothing personal, just the way that things are

Standing in a street outside a bar

While women keep smashing up my cars

 

I put down a grand on a brand new ride

Barely signed the papers but then

Some demon doll put a dent in the side

Hello Mr. Body Shop, my friend

 

Maybe I just bought the wrong color

Could be that I picked the wrong year

Most folks run their cars on cheap gasoline

But all of my cars just run on fear

 

Because women keep smashing up my cars

It ain’t nothing personal, it’s just the way that they are

Didn’t take my pride or my guitar

But women keep bashing up my cars

Yeah women keep trashing up my cars

Women keep bashing up my cars

Kent Rose
©Kent Rose Memory Train Publishing/BMI

Lyrics

I don’t drink too much at the tavern

Or wear my broken heart on my sleeve

I never shed a tear or wish you were here

In my pretty world of make-believe

 

I wake up every morning and I’m happy

Surrounded by the love I receive

That smile that’s on my face never goes any other place

But that’s in my pretty world of make-believe

 

In my pretty world of make-believe I’m all right

I never spend a lonely day or walk a sleepless night

 

The mailman just brought me a letter

You write one every day for me to read

And each and every line says everything is fine

That’s in my pretty world of make-believe.

Kent Rose
©Kent Rose Memory Train Publishing/BMI

Lyrics

There’s my gal

Loves me so

Goes out with every single cat I know

Once a week she comes home

Give me back my keys

Says, “Thanks for the loan”

 

I’m back right here

Back up against the wall

I’ve been living with it

So doggone long

Trouble ain’t no trouble at all

 

Just last night I opened up the door

She’s kissing on a fella

Never seen him before

One long look, ain’t she sweet

Says, “Honey, he was helping me to change the sheets”

 

Lost my job

My old car broke down

Ain’t no easy credit

In this hard luck town

Baby, she’s in a bar

Arm around his neck

Taking in his action

While she’s picking up the check

Kent Rose
©Kent Rose Memory Train Publishing/BMI

Lyrics

I'm surprised that you're still by my side

Because I've failed at almost everything I've tried

But when the look on your face says you no longer care

Then the sadness gets too strong for me to bear

Oh woe woe woe

The sadness gets too strong for me to bear

 

It's not wrong for you to wonder why you're here

As you wait for things to change year after year

There are some secrets nobody want to share

Like when the sadness gets too strong for me to bear

Oh woe woe woe

The sadness gets too strong for me to bear

 

When the sadness gets too strong for me to bear

There's a place I used to go but I know no comfort there

I try to keep my head up, sometimes I get scared

Like when the sadness gets too strong for me to bear

Oh woe woe woe

The sadness gets too strong for me to bear

 

In a heartbeat I might lose all I hold dear

Like a shadow, shine a light and I disappear

There is a song that still lingers in the air

That sounds like the sadness that's too strong for me to bear

Oh woe woe woe

The sadness gets too strong for me to bear

Kent Rose
©Kent Rose Memory Train Publishing/BMI

Lyrics

Yes I’ve made a wrong turn or two, everybody does

Who I am today is not what I think I thought I was

Mighta done things better but I didn’t make plans

I hope you’re not unhappy in these workingman’s hands

 

Mom and Dad probably had another life in mind

It’s not my pride, I tried, but I couldn’t walk the line

My nights are spent in neon, my days where the clock commands

I hope you’re not unhappy in these workingman’s hands

 

Workingman’s hands might be calloused and rough

Lines in my face tell a story sure enough

My back may be weary at the end of a day

A heart that’s so strong this rock won’t roll away

 

I’m teaching to nobody, only doctorin’ in my dreams

And what you wind up doing is what you’re meant to do, it seems

Some times in the evening a sky full of stars appears

I count them all as lucky as I am to have you here

I hope you’re not unhappy in these workingman’s hands