Too Sick To Pray

I've been too sick to pray, Lord
That's why we ain't talked in a while
It's been some of them days, Lord
I thought I was on my last mile

But I'm feelin' okay, Lord
And I'm glad that I called You today
Never needed You more
I woulda called You before
But I've been to sick to pray

Remember the family, Lord?
I know they will remember You+
And all of their prayers, Lord
They talk to You just like I do

Well, I reckon that's all, Lord
That's all I can think of to say
And thank You, my friend
We'll be talkin' again
If I'm not too sick to pray

Touch Me

Touch me, touch the hand of a man
Who once owned all the world
And touch, me touch the arms
That once held all the charms
Of the world's sweetest girl
Touch me, maybe someday you may
Need to know how it feels when you lose
And so touch me, you'll know
How you feel with the blues

Watch me, watch the eyes
That have seen all the heartache
And pain in the land
And be thankful you're happy though
Standing so close to the world's bluest man
Don't forget me, take a good look
At someone who's lost everything he can lose
And then touch me and you'll know
How you'd feel with the blues

[guitar]

Tougher Than Leather

He was tougher than leather and he didn't care whether the sun shined or not
When a young kid in Cow Town wanted a showdown
He was careless or just maybe forgot
But he died in the gunfight blinded by sunlight never draw when you're facin' the sun
And old tougher than leather just carved one more notch on his gun

And when he turned to go the beautiful maiden knelt down
Where her dead sweetheart lay
And on his breast placed a rose while the townspeople stared in dismay
And old tougher than leather should've known better
But he p***** up the rose in his hand
And the townspeople froze when his hands crushed the rose
And the rose petals fell in the sand

And old tougher than leather was a full-time go-getter
The grass never grew beneath his feet
From one town to another he would ride like the wind
But his mind kept going back to the street
Where a young cowboy died and a young maiden cried
And rose petals fell in the sand
And his heart had been softened by the beautiful maid
And he knew he must see her again

Well he went back to the town where it all had come down
And he searched but his search was in vain
He had wanted to find her and say he was sorry
For causing her heart so much pain
But one night he died from a poison inside
Brought on by the wrong he had done
And old tougher than leather had carved his last notch on his gun

Well he was burried in Cow Town along about sundown
Lookin' good in his new store-bought clothes
When the young maiden came over and knelt down beside him
And on his lapel placed a rose
There's a bird in the sky flying high flying high
To a place from a place changing skies changing skies
[ guitar ]

Trouble In Mind

I'm gonna lay my head on some lonesome railroad line
And let that old 2-20 pacify mind
Yeah I'm goin' down to the river I'm gonna take me a rockin' chair
Yeah honey if these blues don't get me I'm gonna rock away from here
Well trouble in mind I'm blue but I won't be blue always
Before the sun's gonna shine in my backyard one of these days
[ guitar - harmonica ]
Trouble in mind that's true I've almost almost lost my mind
Sometimes I feel like livin' sometimes I feel like dyin'
Well trouble in mind I'm blue...

True Love

I followed you to hell and back
I'll follow you again
No matter where you take me
It's some place that I ain't been
And I'll go to hell believing
True love, you're still my friend

From the start to the finish
And until the bitter end
I'll live my life believing
True love, you're still my friend
The whole damn thing is over
And we reach our journey's end
I'll leave this world believing
True love, you're still my friend

The road was always rocky
Trouble waitin' 'round every bend
I'll go to hell believing
True love, you're still my friend
You taught me how to twist and turn
And bend before I break
And fake it till I make it
All for true love's sake
You're worth all the heartaches
And I'd do it all again
I'll leave this world believing
True love, you're still my friend

When the whole damn thing is over
Never to be again
I'll go to hell believing
True love, you're still my friend
I can't escape this prison
This cell I'm living in
Where memories guard the inmates
And true love, you're still my friend

Tryin' To Outrun The Wind

He's a sad song singer, he plays a gut-stringer,
With vagabond fingers,that follow his mind.
To far away places, he reaches for traces,
And touches the faces, he's long left behind.

He'll keep you from knowing, where he's been, or going,
But you'll see the distance, right there in his eyes.
An, just short of stealing, he'll take your feelings,
Pull at your heart strings, 'til they come untied.

There once was a woman who made him turn lonesome,
Her memory turns over and over again.
He's like an old stallion who's longing for freedom,
Tryin' to outrun the wind.

Well, I've laughed with the sunshine, an' cried with the
rains.
I've had some bad nights, with the best of the blues.
An' I go on pretending, with long-haired women,
But I still get crazy when I think of you.

There once was a woman who made him turn lonesome,
Her memory turns over and over again.
He's like an old stallion who's longing for freedom,
Tryin' to outrun the wind.

He's like an old stallion who's longing for freedom,
Tryin' to outrun the wind.

Tumbling Tumbleweed

I'm a roaming cowboy, riding all day long
Tumbleweeds around me sing their lonely song
Nights underneath the prairie moon
I ride along and sing this tune

See them tumbling down
Pledging their love to the ground
Lonely but free I'll be found
Drifting along with the tumbling tumbleweeds

Cares of the past are behind
Nowhere to go but I'll find
Just where the trail will wind
Drifting along with the tumbling tumbleweeds

I know when night has gone
That a new world's born at dawn

I'll keep rolling along
Deep in my heart is a song
Here on the range I belong
Drifting along with the tumbling tumbleweeds

Twilight Time

Heavenly shades of night are falling it's twilight time
Out of the mist your voice is calling it's twilight time
When purple colored curtain mark the end of day
Hear you my dear at twilight time
Deepening shadows gather splendour as day is done
Fingers of night will soon surrender the setting sun
I count the moments darling till you're here with me
Together at last at twilight time
Here in the afterglow of day we keep your randezvous
beneath the blue
Here in the sweet and same old day fall in love again as
I did then
Deep in the dark your kiss will thrill me like days of
old
Lighting the spark of love that fills me with dreams
untold
Each day I pray for evening just to be with you together
at last at twilight time
[ guitar ]
Deep in the dark...
Together at last at twilight time

Twinkle Twinkle Little Star

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are.
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
When the blazing sun is gone,
When he nothing shines upon,
Then you show your little light,
Twinkle, twinkle, all the night.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
Then the traveler in the dark
Thanks you for your tiny spark;
He could not see which way to go,
If you did not twinkle so.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
In the dark blue sky you keep,
While you thro' my window peep,
And you never shut your eye,
Till the sun is in the sky,
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!

Two Old Sidewinders

You load the horses, I'll pack the rigger.
Let's tell 'em goodbye and walk out the door.
One kiss and one drink can lead to too many.
We ought to know 'cos we been there before.

Eight hours of ridin' will put us in Houston.
Two hours of sleep to make it or bust.
Eight seconds of glory, you stay in the money,
And five year old whiskey to wash down the dust.

That ain't no hill for a couple of climbers:
That's all we ever intended to be.
That ain't no hill for a couple of climbers:
Two old sidewinders like you and me.

Let's find us a place and a couple of ladies.
Someone to lie to, someone to trust.
Someone who's impressed by a couple of outlaws.
Who's gold plated trophies have turned into rust.

Now we're damned near broke, and we keep buyin' whiskey.
Do you think they might settle for a bottle of wine?
Well those two over there, right there by the jukebox.
Yours don't look back, Hoss, but just look at mine.

That ain't no hill for a couple of climbers:
That's all we ever intended to be.
That ain't no hill for a couple of climbers:

Two old sidewinders like you and me.