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Randy Travis
Randy Travis


Background information
Birth name Randy Bruce Traywick
Born May 4, 1959
Origin Marshville, North Carolina, U.S.
Genre(s) Country
Gospel
Years active 1978—present
Label(s) DreamWorks
Word Entertainment
Curb Records
Associated acts Dolly Parton
Alan Jackson
Carrie Underwood
Josh Turner
Paul Overstreet
Website Website



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Randy Travis Album


High Lonesome (08/27/1991)
08/27/1991
1.
Let Me Try
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Heart Of Hearts
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High Lonesome
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Let Me Try

[No lyrics]

. . .


Oh, what a time to be me

I'm sorry you're feeling so lonely
I know how hard it can be
You lost your one and your only
You told her you had to be free
You say that you think she's found somebody new
Who gives her the love that she needs
Now it's safe to say it's a bad day for you
But oh what a time to be me

You say that you just had to call her
To tell her you knew you were wrong
You're thinking you mis-dialed her number
Just because I answered the phone
I hate to be the one to have to break it to you
But you got it accurately
Now it's safe to say it's a bad day for you
But oh what a time to be me

Remember those kisses you used to receive
They sure feel good on my cheek
And now that you mentioned it, I can't believe
That anyone could ever leave a love so sweet

Now I truly hope that we can still be friends
It's hard to find a buddy like you
And you're more than welcome
But right now I get something to do
And oh by the way here's a message for you
Would you mind returning her key
There's somebody else that she's giving it to
And oh, what a time to be me

Remember those kisses you used to receive
They sure feel good on my cheek
And now that you mentioned it, I can't believe
That anyone could ever leave a love so sweet

Now I truly hope that we can still be friends
It's hard to find a buddy like you
And you're more than welcome
But right now I get something to do
And oh by the way here's a message for you
Would you mind returning her key
There's somebody else that she's giving it to
And oh, what a time to be me

Now it's safe to say it's a bad day for you
But oh,what a time to be me

. . .

Heart Of Hearts

[No lyrics]

. . .



There's a point when you cannot walk away
There's a darkness that everyone must face
There are heroes whose names we never hear

When you have to stand up straight and tall and mean the words you say
It wants to take what's good and fair and lay it all to waste
A dedicated army of quiet volunteers

There's a point you must decide just to do it 'cause it's right
And that darkness covers everything in sight
Reaching out to feed the hungry reaching out to save the land

That's when you become a point of light
Until it meets a single point of light
Reaching out to their fellow men.

All it takes is a point of light a ray of hope in the darkest night.
If you see what's wrong and you try to make it right you will be a point of light.

There are dreamers who are making dreams come true
Taking time to teach the children there's nothing they can't do.
Giving shelter to the homeless giving hope to those without.
Isn't that what this land's all about.
One by one form the mountains to the sea points of light
Are calling out to you and me

All it takes is a point of light a ray of hope in the darkest night.
If you see what's wrong and you try to make it right
You will be a point of light.


. . .


I took you for granted
So many years
I gave you no hope
Broken promises and tears
But when I was down
It was you who was there
To Pick up the pieces and show me you care

Forever together
Til' death do we part
Forsaking all others
I'll give you my heart
Through good times and bad times
Wherever we are
Foerever together
In each other's arms

You seem to know
What we had all along
And you had the love
And the faith to go on
It took some time but now I realize
That I see it all when I look in your eyes

Forever together
Til' Death do we part
Forsaking all others
I give you my heart
Through good times and bad times
Wherever we are
Forever together
In each other's arms
Forever together
In each other's arms

. . .



I'm getting out of this high-rise penthouse suite
Where we pretend life's rosy and sweet
I'm going back to the folks that I used to know
Where everyone is what they seems to be

And these high-class friends that you like to hang around
When they look my way they're always looking down
I'm tired of spending every dime I make
To finance this way of life I've learned to hate

I'm going back to a better class of loser
This up-town living's really got me down
I need friends who don't pay their bills on home computers
And who buy their coffee beans already ground
You think it's disgraceful that they drink three-dollar wine
But a better class of loser suits me fine

You say the grass is greener on the other side
From where I stand I can't see grass at all
And the concrete and the steel won't change the way you feel
It takes more than caviar to have a ball
I'm going back to a better class of loser
This up-town living's really got me down
I need friends who don't pay their bills on home computers
And who buy their coffee beans already ground
You think it's disgraceful that they drink three-dollar wine
But a better class of loser suits me fine

You think it's disgraceful that they drink three-dollar wine
But a better class of loser suits me fine


. . .


I wake up to the silence
In a room where I once heard "Good Morning Dear"
I never thought I'd miss the early morning smell
Of hairspray in the air
All the little things I used to take for granted
Now I miss them most of all
Ain't it funny how a woman walking out the door
Can bring a man to crawl

And I'd surrender all
To bring you back to me
Give up everything I own
Get down on my hands and knees
Just to hear the phone ringing down the hall
Oh, If you would only call, I'd surrender all

Now I'm staring out the window
Praying every passing car would bring you home
So I could take you in my arms
And give the kind of love
You should have known

And I'd surrender all
To bring you back to me
Give up everything I own
Get down on my hands and knees
Just to hear the phone ringing down the hall
Oh, If you would only call, I'd surrender all
If you would only call, I'd surrender all

. . .

High Lonesome

[No lyrics]

. . .


yes i hid your car keys, honey
yes i hid your suitcase
and i'm the reason you can't find
your makeup and your toothpaste
and i'll do anything it takes
to keep you here with me
losing you's a sure way
to set off my allergies

Chorus:
I'm allergic to the blues
i get these teardrops in my eyes
you know i've always had a bad reaction to goodbyes
So 'till they find some injection
to calm that love rejection
all i've got to save me now is you
I'm allergic to the blues

it wont be five minutes
after you walk out that front door
'till i'll be fightin' for my breath and
feelin' like i'm done for
well they might find me froze to death
in our bed alone
now do you really want that
on your conscience while your gone

Chorus

. . .


I'm gonna have a little talk with Jesus
When I get home tonight
Gonna tell him all about my troubles
And I know he'll make them right
Then I'll ask him to forgive me
For the things that I've done wrong
Gonna have a little talk with Jesus
Tonight when I get home

This world can be a struggle
Just livin' day to day
You'll run into the devil
With every step you take
I seen his face a hundred times
As he tried to lead me wrong
He don't understand
That I don't walk this road alone

I'm gonna have a little talk with Jesus
When I get home tonight
Gonna tell him all about my troubles
And I know he'll make them right
Then I'll ask him to forgive me
For the things that I've done wrong
Gonna have a little talk with Jesus
Tonight when I get home

Lord said I could call on him
When ever I feel low
Any time or place I needed him
He would gladly go
My life has not been perfect
No matter how I try
But he's never turned his back on me
And that's the reason why

I'm gonna have a little talk with Jesus
When I get home tonight
Gonna tell him all about my troubles
And I know he'll make them right
Then I'll ask him to forgive me
For the things that I've done wrong
Gonna have a little talk with Jesus
Tonight when I get home

I'm gonna have a little talk with Jesus
When I get home tonight
Gonna tell him all about my troubles
And I know he'll make them right
Then I'll ask him to forgive me
For the things that I've done wrong
Gonna have a little talk with Jesus
Tonight when I get home

I'm Gonna have a little talk with Jesus
Tonight when I get home

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