Come all you fair and tender ladies Be careful how you court young men They're like the stars on a summer's morning They first appear and then they're gone They'll tell to you some flattering story And then declare they love you well Away they'll go and court some other And leave you hear in grief to dwell I wish to the lord I'd never seen him Or in his cradle he had died To think a fair and tender lady Did fall in love and was denied I wish I was a little sparrow And one of them that could fly so high I would fly away to my true love's dwelling When he would speak I'd be close by But I am none of those little sparrows And none of those that fly so high So I'll sit down in grief and sorrow And hope my morrow will pass by Oh love is handsome and love is charming And love's a beauty when first it's new But love grows older and love grows colder It fades away like the morning dew Come all you fair and tender ladies Be careful how you court young men They're like the stars on a summer's morning They first appear and then they're gone

Take warning how you court your men They're like a star on a summer morning They first appear and then they're gone If I'd known before I courted I never would've courted none I'd a lock my heart in a box of golden And fastened it up with silver pin I wish I were some little sparrow And I had wings and I could fly I'd fly away to my false true lover And when he'd speak, I would deny But I am not some little swallow I have no wings, neither can I fly So I will sit down here to weep in sorrow And try to pass my troubles by Oh don't you remember our days of courting When your head lay upon my breast You could make me believe by the falling of your arm That the sun rose in the west Take warning how you court your men They're like a star on a summer morning They first appear and then they're gone

I heard you been creeping 'round 'Bout the time that sun goes down You been talking in your sleep And it's been going on for weeks And I been solving puzzle pieces High time to come to Jesus You got skeletons in your closet It's written all over your face Every little lie stacked so high Can't keep your story straight I don't know How they got there, it's getting under my skin Got skeletons in your closet And I got bones to pick with them, oh I was born in the morning But I wasn't born yesterday Deep into your inventory's Gonna send me to an early grave You got skeletons in your closet It's written all over your face Every little lie stacked so high Can't keep your story straight I don't know How they got there, it's getting under my skin Got skeletons in your closet And I got bones to pick with them Yeah, you got skeletons in your closet It's written all over your face Every little lie stacked so high Can't keep your story straight I don't know How they got there, it's getting under my skin Got skeletons in your closet And I got bones to pick with Bones to pick with Bones to pick with them, hey

My skin ain't thin but when I come unhinged I'm a little bit more than crazy Work like a dog but the way I talk Is a little laid back and lazy I'm not a man of many words But my words are as good as gold And you can bet your ass I'll have your back When the rubber meets the road Write that on my headstone Write that on my headstone Off the rails, off the walls Never was the one to back down Gave it hell and I had a ball Like tomorrow was never coming back 'round Live to love and love to live Like the lights are never coming back on Day and night, night and day I did it my way, right or wrong It's a wonder that I made it this long Write that on my headstone Write that on my headstone Yeah, when I'm dead and gone Write that on my headstone Here lies a man who gave a damn Wasn't scared to stand for something Lived it hard and fast in that dash carved between those numbers And if you're reading this You can reminisce but don't cry for me brother Pour enough whiskey on this grave To make it all the way down six feet under Write that on my headstone Write that on my headstone Yeah, when I'm dead and gone Write that on my headstone Yeah Yeah, write that on my headstone Headstone Headstone

Oh, midnight flyer Engineer won't you let your whistle moan Oh midnight flyer I've paid my dues and I feel like travelin' on. A runaway team of wild horses Ain't enough to make me stay So throw your rope on another woman And pull him down your way. Make him into someone To take the place of me Make him every kind of fool You wanted me to be. Oh, midnight flyer Engineer won't you let your whistle moan Oh midnight flyer I've paid my dues and I feel like travelin' on. Maybe I'll stop in Santa Fe Maybe San Antone Any town is where I'm bound Anyway to get me gone. Don't think about me Never let me cross your mind 'Cept when you hear that Midnight lonesome whistle whine. Oh, midnight flyer Engineer won't you let your whistle moan Oh midnight flyer I've paid my dues and I feel like travelin' on. Travelin' on...