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Trial and tribulation
My friends all think I'm crazy
My wife just hid the gun
My Daddy says I'm lazy
He's sorry I'm his son
My mother keeps on prayin'
She wonders what went wrong
My brother keeps on sayin'
I'll be dead before too long
Now is the time of trial and tribulation
Can't seem to make it without my medication
I take whatever my dealer prescribes
Chase it down with vodka 'til the pain subsides
My doctor gives me little pills
"Take forty five a day"
But now I'm feelin' really ill
Got doctor bills to pay
My shrink suggested Betty Ford
But I like old Jim Beam
Some say I need to find the Lord
But religion makes me scream
Now is the time of trial and tribulation
Can't seem to make it without my medication
I'm gettin' carsick on this bumpy road to hell
Ever since I lost my son I haven't been too well
My friends all think I'm crazy
My wife just hid the gun
My Daddy says I'm lazy
He's sorry I'm his son
My mother keeps on prayin'
She wonders what went wrong
My brother keeps on sayin'
I'll be dead before too long
Trial and tribulation
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Lookin' back on my youthful days
I was sewin' wild oats and makin' hay
Layin' low and stayin' high
Breakin' hearts, made the young girls cry
I played the part of the angry clown
Had a bad reputation all over town
Couldn't keep away from the junk and the booze
I always thought I was born to lose
Suddenly we found each other
You were my friend, my life, my lover
Never though it could happen to me
I am my own worst enemy
Every night I have this dream about you
It's been ten-thousand nights without you
I couldn't get my priorities right
Used to run around, stay up all night
I weren't crooked but I sure weren't straight
I shoulda changed now it's way too late
I had my choice: you or the boys
I chose the latter and youthful joys
It's a shame youth is wasted on the young
You are the song that remains unsung
If I had it all to do over again
I'd make you my wife, my lover, my friend
I'd make you happy, I'd make it last
But you live in my dreams, it's all in the past
Every night I have this dream about you
It's been ten-thousand nights without you
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Last night a voodoo queen told me I was dyin'
I threw away her hangman's card, told her she was lyin'
She laughed at me, now I see there ain't no denyin'
Got a sneaking suspicion, a premonition
I was doin' fine until I started thinkin'
All them crummy thoughts after I'd been drinkin'
I'm goin' mad and feelin' bad, feelin' like I'm sinkin'
It ain't superstition, it's premonition
Maybe I should go home now
So tired of being alone now
Tell my wife 'bout my weird condition
And all about this premonition
I wrote my will today in case I am expirin'
Hey! Got things to do, ain't plannin' on retirin'
But now I got the bugaboo, I can't stop perspirin'
It ain't superstition, it's premonition
Wish I never left my wife and never thought of strayin'
I probably don't have too much time, not enough for prayin'
Now I got the bugaboo, the devil I'll be payin'
Got a sneaking suspicion, a premonition
Maybe I should go home now
So tired of being alone now
Tell my wife 'bout my weird condition
And all about this premonition
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Brother
You've been gone for so damn long
Cast inside a nightmare land
For something you did wrong
Brother
As you wile away the time
Reminisce the outside world
Was all this worth the crime?
Brother
As the days turn into years
Can you hide your suffering
As you brush away the tears?
Brother
Forty years and no parole
Too much time to contemplate
Your life inside a hole
Brother
Do you miss the female touch?
Has the real world ceased to beckon you
Do the memories hurt too much?
You are the brother
That I really never had
You threw it all away
Was free life all that bad?
Brother
Is there something I can do?
Suspended animation
Like a photograph of you
Brother
Every day I say a prayer
And when they finally turn you loose
You know that I'll be there
Long lost brother
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It's twenty below and the moon is bright
I slide around town on a Saturday night
Lovin' on the sly, I got my alibi
It's airtight
I got places to go and a woman to see
I just don't know what comes over me
Oh the way I feel when I'm behind the wheel
It's all right
Well, here we go again
I said she ain't no lover, she's just a friend
But my old lady knows when I lie
And she starts shootin' holes in my alibi
Well, I can't lie no more
She found her phone number layin' right on the floor
She called her up and now she wants to fight
It's really gettin' cold on this Colorado night
Out on the lake where my girlfriend stays
Our secret little world where the music plays
She got an angel face and a magic embrace
It's all right
She puts me in this sensual trance
Gotta have passion, I need romance
How could something so wrong be such a delight?
I'm really gettin' high on this Colorado night
Just some more insanity in this cold mountain town
Got to face reality 'cause now I'm comin' down
You'd think by now that I'd finally learned
If you play with fire you get burned
Well, here we go again
I said she ain't no lover, she's just a friend
But my old lady knows when I lie
And she starts shootin' holes in my alibi
Well, I can't lie no more
She found her phone number layin' right on the floor
She called her up and now she wants to fight
It's really gettin' cold on this Colorado night
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Hey baby, lend me your ear
I'll tell you somethin' you need to hear
I'm sick and tired of this one horse town
Ain't no sense of me just hangin' around
Got my Harley, I'm rarin' to go
To the land of magnolias where it don't snow
I'm goin' back to Dallas, got Texas on my mind
I'm goin' back to Dallas
Hey baby, it's you I adore
I hate to leave, I can't take it no more
Air deprived people, their hillbilly ways
Make me long for the nightlife, those hot summer days
Lounge with the ladies, shaky puddin' pie
Roast on the Third Coast, so don't ask why
I'm goin' back to Dallas, got Texas on my mind
I'm goin' back to Dallas
Hey baby, don't you dismay
Got to skedaddle, I just can't stay
Workin' in the mountains you don't make a cent
I love all this beauty but it don't pay the rent
Won't forget to write from the lone star state
I'll be lost in Austin, won't it be great
I'm goin' back to Dallas, got Texas on my mind
I'm goin' back to Dallas
Well, I'm goin' back to Dallas
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