Waylon Jennings Album

(Wayne C. Thompson - Johnny Christopher)

Read in the paper nearly everyday
People breaking up and just walking away
From love and that's wrong, don't you know that's wrong.
A happy little home comes up for sale
Because two fools half tired and failed
To get along and you know that's wrong.

A man hurts a woman and a woman hurts a man
And neither one of them try to love and understand
And take it with a grain of salt.

A little bit of love is better than no love
Even sad love's better than no love
Even bad love is better than no love at all
A little bit of love is better than no love
Even bad love's better than no love
Any kind of love is better than no love at all.

No love at all is a poor old man
Standin' on the corner with his hat in his hand
And thare's no place to go and he's feeling low
No love at all is a child in the street
Dodging traffic and a begging to eat
On the tennament row and that's a rough row to hoe.

No love at all is a scared young girl
Standin' on the bridge on the edge of the world
And it's a pretty short fall.

A little bit of love is better than no love
Even sad love's better than no love
Even bad love is better than no love at all
A little bit of love is better than no love
Even bad love's better than no love
Any kind of love is better than no love at all.

A little bit of love is better than no love
Even sad love's better than no love
Even bad love is better than no love at all
A little bit of love is better than no love
Even bad love's better than no love
Any kind of love is better than no love at all...

(Willie Nelson)

Why do I have to choose
To see everybody lose
To walk around and sing the blues
Well darling, I refuse.

Love is hard to find
Love of any kind
And a love like yours and mine
Creates it's own design.

So why do I have to choose
To see everybody lose
To walk around and sing the blues
Well darling, I refuse.

--- Instrumental ---

And when I think of her
And then I think of you
The love is not the same
But either love is true.

Why do I have to choose
To see everybody lose
To walk around and sing the blues
Well darling, I refuse.

--- Instrumental to fade ---

[No lyrics]

(Troy Seals - Donnie Fritts)

I can hear the wind a-blowing in my mind
Just the way it used to sound through the Georgia pines
And you were there to answer when I called
You and me we had it all.

Remember how I used to touch your hair
While reaching for the feeling that was always there
You were the best thing in my life I can recall
You and me we had it all.

I know that we can never live those times again
So I let my dreams take me back to where we have been
Then I'll stay with you girl as long as I can
Oh, it was so good, oh, it was so good

Oh, it was so good when I was your man.

--- Instrumental ---

I'll never stop believing in your smile
Even though you didn't stay it was all worth while
You were the best thing in my life I can recall
You and me we had it all.

You and me we had it all...

(Don Henley - Glenn Frey - Randy Meisner)

All alone at the end of the evening
And the bright lights have faded to blue
I was thinkin' about a woman
Who might have loved me and I never knew.

You know I've always been a dreamer
Spent my life running 'round
And it's so hard to change
Can't seem to settle down.

But the dreams I've seen lately
Keep on turnin' out and burnin' out and turnin' out the same
So put me on a highway and show me a sign
And take it to the limit one more time.

--- Instrumental ---

You can spend all your time making love
You can spend all your love making time
If it all fell to pieces tomorrow
Would you still be mine?

And when you're looking for
More freedom when nobody seems to care
And you can't find the door
Well, you can't find it anywhere.
When there's nothin' to believe in.

Still you're coming back you're running back
You're coming back for more
So put me on the highway and show me a sign
And take it to the limit one more time.

Take it to the limi,t take it to the limit
Take it to the limit one more time...

(Paul Simon)

I'm sittin' in the railway station
Got a ticket for a destination
On a tour of one night stands
My suitcase and guitar in hand.

And every stop is neatly planned
For a poet and a one man band
Homeward bound
I wish I was homeward bound.

Home where my thought's escaping
Home where my music's playing
Home where my love lies waiting
Silently for me.

Every day's an endless stream
Of cigarettes and magazines
And each town looks the same to me
For movies and the factories.

And every stranger's face I see
Reminds me that I long to be
Homeward bound
I wish I was homeward bound.

--- Instrumental ---

But all my words come back to me
In shades of mediocrity
Like emptiness and harmony
I need someone to comfort me.

Homeward bound
I wish I was homeward bound.

--- Instrumental to fade ---

(Red Lane)

I was sittin' beside the road in Blackjack County
Not knowing that the sheriff paid a bounty
For men like me who didn't have a penny to their names
So he locked my leg to thirty-five pounds of Blackjack County chain.

All we had to eat was bread and water
Each day we had to build that road a mile and a quarter
Black sneak whip would cut our backs when some poor fool complained
But we couldn't fight back wearin' 35 pounds of Blackjack County chain.

And then one night while the sheriff was a sleepin'
We all gathered round him slowly creepin'
And heaven help me to forget that night in the cold cold rain
When we beat him death with thirty-five pounds of Blackjack County chain.

Now the whip marks have all healed and I am thankful
That there's nothing but a scar round my ankle
Most of all I'm glad no man will be a slave again
To a black sneak whip and thirty-five pounds of Blackjack County chain.

To a black sneak whip and thirty-five pounds of Blackjack County chain.

--- Instrumental to fade ---

(Rodney Crowell)

Just like the sun over the mountain top
You know I'll always come again
You know I love to spend my morning time
Like sunlight dancing on your skin.

And I have never gone so long just for telling lies to you
What you've seen is what I've been
There is nothing that I can hide a few
You see me better than I can.

Out on the road that lies before me now
There are some turns where I will spin
I only hope that you will hold me now
Till I gain control again.

--- Instrumental ---

Just like a lighthouse you must stand alone
And mark the sailor's journey's end
And no matter what sea that I've been sailing on
I'll always roll this way again.

Out on the road that lies before me now
There are some turns where I will spin
I only hope that you will hold me now
Till I gain control again...

(Roger Miller)

Old friends pitching pennies in the park
Playing croquet till it's dark, old friends, mhm, old friends.
Oh, old friends swapping lies of life and loves
Pitching popcorn to the doves, old friends, mhm, old friends.
Old friends looking up to watch the birds
Holdin' arms to climb a curb, old friends, mhm, old friends.

--- Instrumental ---

Old friends, Lord, when all my work is done
Bless my life and grant me one, old friend, just one old friend.

--- Instrumental to fade ---

(David A. Coe)

Would you lay with me
In a field of stone
If my needs were strong
Would you lay with me?

Should my lips grow dry
Would you wet them, dear?
In the midnight hour
If my lips were dry?

Would you go away to another land
And walk a thousand miles
Through the burning sand?
Wipe the blood away from my dying hand?

If I give my love to you
Will you bathe with me in the stream of life
When the moon is full
Will you bathe with me?

--- Instrumental ---

Will you love me
When I a'm down and out
In my time of trials
Will you stand by me?

Would you go away to another land
And walk a thousand miles
Through the burning sand?
Wipe the blood away from my dying hand?

If I give my love to you
Will you bathe with me in the stream of life
When the moon is full
Will you bathe with me?...