Trouble In Mind

I got a woman, she's wild as Rome
She likes to lay naked and be gazed upon
Well, she crosses a bridge then sets in on fire
Lands like a bird on a telephone wire

Wine bottles scattered like last night's clothes
Cigarettes, papers, and dominoes
Well, she laughs for a minute 'bout the shape I'm in
Says, "You be the sinner, honey, I'll be the sin"

I'm gonna holler, and I'm gonna scream
I'm gonna get me some mescaline
She brings me roses and a place to lean
A drunken poet's dream

There's some money on the table and a pistol on the floor
Some old paperback books of Louis L'Amour
She says, "Honey, don't worry 'bout Judgement Day
All these people goin' to heaven
They're just in our way"

I'm gonna holler, and I'm gonna scream
I'm gonna get me some mescaline
She brings me roses and a place to lean
A drunken poet's dream

Now, all my life, I laid around
While the colors all turned blue
Well, I close my eyes
And I finally found it
Brought me back to you

I got a woman, she'd wild as Rome
Aw, she likes to lay naked and be gazed upon
Well, she crosses a bridge then sets in on fire
Lands like a bird on a telephone wire

I'm gonna holler, and I'm gonna scream
I'm gonna get me some mescaline
She brings me roses and a place to lean
A drunken poet's dream
A drunken poet's dream
A drunken poet

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Ray Wylie Hubbard / Hayes Carll

Drunken Poet's Dream lyrics © Highway 87 Music, Snake Farm Publishing

The time has come, there is no second chance
We've been drifting on an empty aching sea
You were the girl I never knew I wanted
I was the boy you hoped you'd never see

And it's a shame that we ain't lovers
We could have been somethin' so big and grand
Just kissin' for hours underneath that sweet magnolia
Beggin' for answers, tryin' to make a stand

Been burnin' up the hours, talkin' to the midnight
Just dreamin' of ways I could hold you next to me
And maybe it just wasn't meant, all things have a reason
And maybe our hearts were just to careless and free

And it's a shame that we ain't lovers
We could have been somethin' so big and grand
Just kissin' for hours underneath that sweet magnolia
Beggin' for answers, tryin' to make a stand

There was a time, you would have had me
There was a time when I could have had you
Well it's too late, another path has come and gone again
I'm at the back door with a broken window view, thinkin'

Trying to make a stand
Trying to make a stand
Trying to make a stand

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Hayes Carll

It's a Shame lyrics © BMG Rights Management

There's a girl downtown with freckles on her nose
Pencils in her pocket and ketchup on her clothes
Shes a real nice girl, pretty as a plate
The boys call her Katie when they ask her on a date
And who knows Katie?
Maybe you could be the one

There's a boy outside standin' in the rain
Hands are in his pockets he's a wonderin why he came
He's a real nice boy, slower than the fall
The girls call him Billy if they're callin' him at all
And who knows Billy?
Maybe you could be the one

But hearts don't fly and words don't sing
Boys like you can't buy no ring
Love's not stuck, it just moves slow
Turn around a minute and away we go

Billy walked inside, he ordered up a drink
He started gettin' nervous and a wonderin' what she'd think
She thought he looked nice, rough around the seams
Just the kind of boy who could listen to her dreams
And who knows Katie? Maybe he could be the one

Well, they stepped outside, took a little walk
Katie held his hand and Billy even talked
They sat by the pond, they didn't make a sound
The night fell easy as the moon came down
And who knows baby?
Maybe we could be the one

But hearts don't fly and words don't sing
Boys like you can't buy no ring
Love's not stuck, it just moves slow
Turn around a minute and away we go

There's a girl downtown with freckles on her nose
Pencils in her pockets and ketchup on her clothes
She's a real nice girl, pretty as a plate
The boys call her Katie when they ask her on a date

And who knows Katie?
Maybe you could be the one
Who knows Katie?
Maybe you could be the one
Who knows baby?
Maybe we could be the one

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Hayes Carll

Girl Downtown lyrics © BMG Rights Management

Arkansas, my head hurts
I'd love to stick around and maybe make it worse
I got a girl out in Henrietta
And her loves like tornado weather
It's girls like this that keep me tryin'
She goes off like an air raid siren
Come in clean, leave torn apart
A bad liver and a broken heart

Indian summer, Oklahoma sunset
If there's a nicer place
I haven't been there yet
I'm standin' outside of the Blue Door
Too tired to sleep too drunk for more
It's nights like this that keep me tryin'
Woman always knows when her man is lyin'
It ain't me, I'm just playin' a part
A bad liver and a broken heart
A bad liver and a broken heart

I'll get old before I'm good at this
Who's the president, what year is it?
Doesn't anybody speak about truth anymore?
Maybe that's what songs are for
You're the wind and I'm on fire
In this line of work no one retires
Come in clean, leave torn apart
A bad liver and a broken heart
A bad liver and a broken heart
A bad liver and a broken heart
A bad liver and a broken heart

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Waits Thomas A

Bad Liver and a Broken Heart lyrics © Fifth Floor Music Inc

I saw you leanin' on a memory
With your back turned to the crowd
In that little bar on Murphy
Where they play guitar too loud
There were people drinkin' whiskey
There were hearts about to leave
It was cold as hell for Houston
It was almost New Year's Eve

All the way from Beaumont
With a white rose in my hand
I could not wait forever babe,
I hope you understand

The night was feelin' lucky
So I asked you to dance
And the way you looked up at me
Made me think I had a chance
When I put my arms around you
I knew you weren't givin' in
I hope it will be different if I pass this way again
All the way from Beaumont, with a white rose in my hand
I could not wait forever babe,
I hope you understand

I walked the road to get here
With a guitar and a case
I'd stopped in Pasadena
If I'd known about this place
But you looked like forever
Where the water meets the shore
I've been thinkin' about you, baby
I can't do that anymore

I saw you leanin' on a memory
With your back turned to the crowd
In that little bar on Murphy
Where they play guitar too loud
There were people drinkin' whiskey
There were hearts about to leave
It was cold as hell for Houston
It was almost New Year's Eve

All the way from Beaumont
With a white rose in my hand
I could not wait forever babe,
I hope you understand

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Hayes Carll

Beaumont lyrics © BMG Rights Management

Eight line machine and a sailor's daughter
Somethin' makes 'em crazy growin' up on the water
Playin' for my supper six nights a week
Hurricanes, Easter and New Year's Eve
Four tin walls now there ain't much left
Lookin' like a homeless Cheers on meth
Homer's in the corner, breakin' up a fight
Good Lord, I hope I get paid tonight
I got a gig, baby

Burnt fried chicken and Lone Star beer
Cops and the kids drink free 'round here
Girl, behind the bar is takin' what she's givin'
Lyin' about her past and tryin' to make a livin'
Broke pool table and hard luck cues
Go tell your mama, I done paid my dues
Every one around here knows my name
Six nights a week in the neon flame
I got a gig, baby, I got a gig

There's an old lion tamer parked behind the bar
Hundred pounds of weed in a stolen car
Oil patch boys and girls who went to college
Rules you don't break and laws that ain't acknowledged
Barefoot shrimper with a pistol up his sleeve
Some will go to Heaven, some will never leave
Pills in the tip jar, blood on the strings
Oh Lord, I never thought I'd see these things
I gotta gig, baby, I got a gig

Eight line machine and a sailor's daughter
Somethin' makes 'em crazy growin' up on the water
I'm playin' for my supper six nights a week
Hurricanes, Easter and New Year's Eve
I got a gig, baby, I got a gig
I got a gig, baby, I got a gig
I got a gig

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Hayes Carll

I Got a Gig lyrics © BMG Rights Management

The record player's scratchin' out an old and dusty tune
On the front porch, on a Sunday, on an Arky afternoon
We were lyin' 'round like gypsies, thinkin' 'bout goin' to town
And Jimmy's drinkin' whiskey straight and lyin' in the shade
Jamie's dancin' round the kitchen with a glass of lemonade
Lookin' like an angel who's never gonna touch the ground

Trouble in mind
How'd we ever lose that time?
Livin' for the best
Leavin' all the rest behind

Now them boys from Morgan County, they're a comin' out tonight
With country on the radio and trouble in their eyes
They come walkin' up the driveway, singin' 'bout the night before
And we'll head up to the mountain, pick-up trucks and old guitars
We'll all smoke marijuana as we look up at the stars
Raisin' hell for hours, until we can't take any more

Trouble in mind
How'd we ever lose that time?
Livin' for the best
Leavin' all the rest behind

Now there's a picture on the mantle top, filled with old regrets
There are things I can't remember and times I won't forget
I'd call you up and tell you, but baby, we've been gone too long
That porch is just a memory and the record player's broke
Them hills have gone to houses and Jimmy's gone to smoke
But I'd do the whole thing over, darlin' just to hear that song

Livin' for the best
Leavin' all the rest behind

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Hayes Carll

Faulkner Street lyrics © BMG Rights Management

Well I'm wild as a turkey, higher than a Christmas moon
Empty as my wallet on a Sunday afternoon
I come around too fast, and I always leave too soon
Ain't that what they all say?

I come down from Memphis, with a broken down Corvette
A suitcase full of memories, and face you won't forget
You say you'll never love me, but the night ain't over yet
I'm gonna change your mind

Girl I've been a gambler since the age of twenty one
I've seen my share of troubles and the wrong end of a gun
This whole world's out to get me just because I have my fun
They ain't gonna slow me anyway

Right ain't right babe, and left ain't always wrong
I bet you're tired of dancing to the same old song
You look like an angel in a place you don't belong
I'm gonna take you away

Just because this place is closing that don't mean it's time for bed
We don't need no sleep girl, we'll get plenty when we're dead
Oh leave these fools behind you and come with me instead
I'm gonna show you a time

Well I'm wild as a turkey
Higher than a Christmas moon
Empty as my wallet on a Sunday afternoon
I come around too fast, and I always leave too soon
Ain't that what they all say?
Ain't that what they all say?

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Hayes Carll

Wild as a Turkey lyrics © BMG Rights Management

I walked the highway since I can't remember
I cut my poor family right down to the bone
From the shadows of hell to the winds of December
They dined with the stranger, woke up all alone

So don't let me fall, 'cause I might not get up again
Just hold me tight, right now what I need's a friend
I've come too far for this to be the end
Don't let me fall, 'cause I might, not get up

God knows I tried to hold on to a feeling
Some old memory to keep in my heart
And I ask forgiveness from those I've forsaken
Forgiveness don't come in and it tears me apart

So don't let me fall, 'cause I might not get up again
Just hold me tight, right now what I need's a friend
I've come too far for this to be the end
Don't let me fall, 'cause I might, not get up

Killing this pain outside in the rain
One hand holds the bottle, one hand holds my shame
I don't know which comes first, I don't know which is worst
Riding behind or inside the hearse

So don't let me fall, 'cause I might not get up again
Just hold me tight, right now what I need's a friend
I've come too far for this to be the end
Don't let me fall, 'cause I might
Don't let me fall, 'cause I might
Don't let me fall, 'cause I might, not get up

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Hayes Carll / Johnny Burke

Don't Let Me Fall lyrics © BMG Rights Management

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You came a ragin'
At my front door
You said, "Hey, I never see you no more."
You broke a window
And you climbed on through
I could never be friends with a lover like you

You kissed the chef
He quit the band
Now you're walkin' around with a ring on your hand You told me you need it I almost believed it was true I could never be friends with a lover like you

The station's buzzin'
This room is cold
I gotta get out of here before I get old I'm withered And I can't take the view I could never be friends with a lover like you

My legs are shakin'
I need some rest
If you got somethin', get it off of your chest I came here for quiet I ended up in a zoo I could never be friends with a lover like you

You stole my pictures
You changed your face
I don't know how I ended up in this place If I had a lawyer I think I'd probably sue I could never be friends with a lover like you

The doctor called me
Before the show
He said, "There's some things I needed to know."
I'm getting' out of here
What else can I do?
I could never be friends with a lover like you

Source: LyricFind

When I'm lyin' in my bed at night, I don't wanna grow up
Nothin' ever seems to turn out right, I don't wanna grow up
How do you move in a world of fog that's always changing things
Makes me wish that I could be a dog

Well when I see the price that you pay, I don't wanna grow up
I don't ever want to be that way, I don't wanna grow up
Seems like folks turn into things that they'd never want
The only thing to live for is today

I'm gonna put a hole in my TV set and I don't wanna grow up
Yeah gonna open up the medicine chest and I don't wanna grow up
I don't wanna have to shout it out, I don't want my hair to fall out
I don't wanna be filled with doubt, I don't wanna be a good boy scout
I don't wanna have to learn to count, I don't wanna have the biggest amount
I don't wanna grow up

Well when I see my parents fight, I don't wanna grow up
They all go out drinkin' all night and I don't wanna grow up
I'd rather stay here in my room nothin' out there but sad and gloom
I don't wanna live in a big old tomb on Grant Street

When I see the five o'clock news, I don't wanna grow up
They comb their hair and shine their shoes, I don't wanna grow up
Rather stick around the old hometown, I don't wanna put no money down
I don't wanna get me a big old loan, work them fingers to the bone
I don't wanna learn to float a broom, fall in love and get married then boom
How the hell did it get here so soon
I don't wanna grow up

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Kathleen Brennan / Thomas Alan Waits

I Don't Wanna Grow Up lyrics © Jalma Music

I keep knockin' over whiskeys
No one's laughing at my jokes
They got me spinnin' 'round in circles
Like a tin can in the spokes
When I left town this mornin'
With a smile upon my face
Oh babe I swear I never knew
I'd end up in this place
Run away little darlin'
You don't need me any more
I've been out here for too long
And it ain't like it was before
If I get back home to Huston
I'm going to tip my hat and cry
When I left I was a younger man
Too proud to say goodbye
I'm gonna wake up in the morning
With a conscience ten feet tall
I'm going to lay my head down awhile
So I won't look down at all
Run away little darlin'
You don't need me any more
I've been out here for too long
And it ain't like it was before
I used to live out on the border
Where no one else could reach
Now I can ask a question
Without you givin' a speech
You said I never cared babe
You know that isn't true
It's just the only thing you ask of me
Is the one thing I can't do
Run away little darlin'
You don't need me any more
I've been out here for too long
And it ain't like it was before
Run away little darlin'
And leave you with a smile
I'm knockin' over whiskeys
And I will be for awhile

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Hayes Carll

Knockin' Over Whiskeys lyrics © Highway 87 Music

I drink too much and I smoke too much
I laugh at all my own jokes too much
I'm hard to tell and soft to touch
And easy at sayin' goodbye

I broke your heart, a thousand times
With wasted nights and ramblin' rhymes
I thought I'd leave, you thought behind
But time just wouldn't, let go

I walk the streets, I kick the cans
Tore down walls with my two hands
And still across, my floor you stand
Willing, to love, again

Out of all the dreams, in this whole world
How'd you get so unlucky girl
To find a shell, that had no pearl
And a man who couldn't, find home

I feel too much, I protect too much
And most times I probably expect too much
I spend my life, on this broken crutch
And you believe I can fly

And still across, my floor you stand
Willing, to love, again
And still across, my floor you stand
Willing, to love, again

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Darrell Scott / Hayes Carll

Willing to Love Again lyrics © I Imagine Music

We've been datin' since high school
We never once left this town
We used to go out on the weekends
And we'd drink till we drowned
But now she's actin' funny
And I don't understand
I think that she's found her
Some other man

She left me for Jesus
And that just ain't fair
She says, "That he's perfect."
How could I compare
She says, "I should find him."
And I'll know peace at last
But if I ever find Jesus
I'm kickin' his a**

She showed me a picture
All I could do was stare
At that freak in his sandals
With his long purty hair
They must think that I'm stupid
Or I don't have a clue
I bet he's a Commie
Or even worse yet a Jew

She left me for Jesus
And that just ain't fair
She says, "That he's perfect."
How could I compare
She says, "I should find him."
And I'll know peace at last
But if I ever find Jesus
I'm kickin' his a**

She's givin' up whiskey
And taken up wine
She prays for his troubles
And forgot about mine
I'm a gonna get even
I can't handle the shame
Why the last time we made love
She even called out his name

She left me for Jesus
And that just ain't fair
She says, "That he's perfect."
How could I compare
She says, "I should find him."
And I'll know peace at last
But if I ever find Jesus
I'm kickin' his a**

It could have been Carlos
Or even Billy or Ted
But if I ever find Jesus
He's gonna wish he were dead
Ahhh, man

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Hayes Carll / Brian Keene

She Left Me for Jesus lyrics © Highway 87 Music