If These Dogs Could Talk - Ashley McBryde

I watched you hide the pain too many times Much too often you don't say what's in your heart But you don't have to say it's over, I can see it in your eyes 'Cause if tears could talk, you just said goodbye Without a word, you took our picture from the wall And your dresses from the closet down the hall When I tried to talk it over, you just turned away and cried But if tears could talk, you just said goodbye And if mirrors spoke, they'd tell me I'm a fool For never loving you the way I wanted to And if silence says it all, I guess it means our love has died And if tears could talk, you just said goodbye And if mirrors spoke, they'd tell me I'm a fool For never loving you the way I wanted to And if silence says it all, I guess it means our love has died And if tears could talk, you just said goodbye Oh, if tears could talk, you just said goodbye

He was there when I started In Knoxville, Tennessee Openin' for Patty Loveless November of '93 Four friends, Mom, and Uncle Butch And the crowd was really small He'd say, I was a scared kid If this bus could talk Some nights, we'd dance with the devil Some nights, we prayed to the Lord Between bathproom passes and Margherita glasses He was never really bored We were starry eyed dreamers Bouncin' off the wall Oh, the stories he could tell If this bus could talk He's seen pool halls, in Texas Down at the Corndog County Fair Girls, that we made cry Some crowds, that didn't care When Bobby rolled us down in 'Bama He kept rockin', through it all Oh, the stories he could tell If this bus could talk Late night conversations Full of drunk philosophy On politics and religion Football and family The loved ones, that we missed An' the lovers, that we lost Oh, the secrets he could share If this bus could talk He's seen Virginia Beach Caught in a hurricane Heroes, I wish I'd never met But, he ain't namin' names We learned the call of the road At the Grizzly Rose, and we had a ball Oh, the stories he could tell If this bus could talk 20 years of summers An' I hope it never ends Been down so many highways Full of twists, and turns, and bends We caught lightnin' in a bottle Somehow, we survived it all Oh, the stories he could tell If this bus could talk As I leave the stage Still high, from your applause He'd tell you, that I love you If this bus could talk If this bus could talk If this bus could talk If this bus could talk

You sat as still as one at the dinner table With nothin' to say after grace You were hard as one 'cause you had to be Yeah, the oldest ones turn out that way And if I had me one for every time you let me down I'd build a wall I guess I did Yeah, you taught me all about Which ones sank, and which ones skipped But there's throwin' ones And rollin' ones And gettin' us to open up Was like gettin' blood from one The steppin' kind The steady kind The "Hey, I've got your back ones" You can stand behind I'm just now findin' out, now that you're gone We were cut from the same stone I sway like you When I get nervous I'm shy like you But most folks couldn't tell I get the same shade of red as you did When I'm angry I'm red right now 'cause I'm mad as hell At the throwin' ones The rollin' ones And gettin' us to open up Was like gettin' blood from one The steppin' kind The steady kind The "Hey, I've got your back ones" You can stand behind I'm just now findin' out, now that you're gone We were cut from the same stone Yeah, there's a lot of things That should be written in one But your name Ain't one of 'em So I carry one And it's a heavy one I'm just now findin' out, now that you're gone We were cut from the same stone The same stone

I traced it back to a couple months before I was born I must've heard my momma tell my daddy That she was tired, 'cause babies make you tired, but Deep down, she was just unhappy I think my father did the best that he could do He rarely made it to the dinner table Said, "He was working late", but he was working late Fogging up the windows of an '89 Sable I, I learned to cry Quietly, I learned to pray Silently, inside a house where the Devil played And I, hate that it runs in my blood I hate how easy it comes I wish I learned how to love the same way, I Learn to Lie I learned to sing to Carole King on the radio Learned to shoot on a little Red Ryder I can drive a stick, and in a pinch I can pop a bottle with a cigarette lighter I learned to cry Quietly, I learned to pray Silently, inside a house where the Devil played And I, hate that it runs in my blood I hate how easy it comes I wish I learned how to love the same way, I Learn to Lie And I, I learned to say things I don't mean Like, stay, when I want you to leave And when you don't come home or call And I swear I don't mind I hate that I know how it's done When a moment just like this one comes I just go numb and play dumb and look you in the eye And lie Oh, and lie