I never intended To even know your name Except for the woman waitin' at home They've all been the same I've always been true Except for you Not even a one night stand And I never intended For it to get so Out of hand Out of hand, out of hand I'm a hard-living kind of a man I need more to keep me goin' Than this gold wedding band You're my kind of woman I'm your kind of man Maybe that's the reason It goes so ... out of hand I never intended For it to go this far I don't think I can get off From where we are Some time to wait so Just a taste Was all... that I had planned And I never intended For it to get so Out of hand Out of hand, out of hand I'm a hard living kind of a man I need more to keep me goin' Than this gold wedding band You're my kind of woman And I'm your kind of a man Maybe that's the reason It got so... out of hand Out of hand, out of hand I'm a hard loving kind of a man I need more to keep me goin' Than this gold wedding band (Music fades)

I run a lot of miles of life and crime And mountain climbs and quittin' times Packing that load of lyin' rhymes And tired jokes and wooden dimes I've been everybody's friend, everybody's friend I could lose my house, I could steal a car I could serve two masters, living hard Living like a dog in a cage in a yard With a fist full of cold hard cash and I can't let go The devil can't have my soul, the devil can't get your soul The devil can't get your soul Hold out your hand Take hold of mine and then 'Round and 'round we go Don't you wanna dance? I'm a dying man From the moment we began Hold out your hand Ba-da-da, ba-da-da, ba-da-da Ba-da-da, ba-da-da, ba-da-da Ba-da-da, ba-da-da, ba-da-da When the man comes around and the trumpet sounds And his number calls and the moment he falls And the haunted halls of man he will understand He will comprehend, he will not pretend He will not pretend When the rain don't fall and the river don't run And the wind takes orders from the blazing sun The devil don't break for the fiery snake And you've had about as goddamn much as you can take The devil don't take a break, the devil don't take a break The devil don't take no break Hold out your hand Take hold of mine and then 'Round and 'round we go Don't you wanna dance? I'm a dying man From the moment we began Hold out your hand Ba-da-da, ba-da-da, ba-da-da Ba-da-da, ba-da-da, ba-da-da Ba-da-da, ba-da-da, ba-da-da Well, he came to my door to sell me the fear With some cameras and bullets and tension and Here is a license for killing your own native son For a careless mistake and a fake plastic gun? (Come on!) Deliver your brother from violence and greed For the mountains, lay down for your faith like a seed A morning is coming of silver and light There will be color and language and nobody wanting to fight What a glorious sight! What a glorious sight! Ba-da-da, ba-da-da, ba-da-da Ba-da-da, ba-da-da, ba-da-da Ba-da-da, ba-da-da, ba-da-da Hold out your hand (ba-da-da, ba-da-da, ba-da-da) Take hold of mine and then (ba-da-da, ba-da-da, ba-da-da) 'Round and round we go (ba-da-da, ba-da-da, ba-da-da) Don't you wanna dance? (Ba-da-da, ba-da-da, ba-da-da) I'm a dying man (ba-da-da, ba-da-da, ba-da-da) From the moment we began (ba-da-da, ba-da-da, ba-da-da) Hold out your hand (ba-da-da, ba-da-da, ba-da-da) Ba-da-da, ba-da-da, ba-da-da Ba-da-da, ba-da-da, ba-da-da Ba-da-da, ba-da-da, ba-da-da

When the house was standing You'd never have believed it When the house was standing You'd never have believed The bricks and mortar, have all given way At first, they resisted, but then they began to sway How can you say, forever, is at your command? How can you say, the future's in the palm, in the palm of your hand? When the house was standing You'd never have believed it When the house was standing You'd never have believed That gaping hole, was, once a foundation Where you stand now were tools in a basement and How can you say, forever, is at your command? How can you say, the future's in the palm, in the palm of your hand?

My friends all dragged me out Now I'm glad as hell that they did, yeah You got me jealous of That glass upon them lips 'Cause girls like you don't come around here, 'round here We go out just to paint the town here, I swear No, I swear to God You just made this bar my favorite spot If you don't know what you got It ain't just that dress that's gonna be fallin' tonight It ain't just that neon buzzin' off them bourbon eyes And it ain't just that bottom shelf Makin' me think I might as well Be the ice in your glass, damn It ain't just whiskey in the palm of your hand I ain't never felt this before Ain't never fell quite this quick before, nah Same bar stool, ninety proof Ain't hit like this before 'Cause girls like you don't come around here, 'round here A girl like you might draw a crowd here, I swear No, I swear to God You could sell me air and I'd probably buy it Yeah, and that's probably why it It ain't just that dress that's gonna be fallin' tonight It ain't just that neon buzzin' off them bourbon eyes And it ain't just that bottom shelf Makin' me think I might as well Be the ice in your glass, damn It ain't just whiskey in the palm of your hand No No, it ain't this crowded room Baby, it's just me and you And it ain't just that dress that's gonna be fallin' tonight It ain't just that neon buzzin' off them bourbon eyes And it ain't just that bottom shelf Makin' me think I might as well Be the ice in your glass Oh, it ain't just whiskey in the palm of your hand No, yeah Ohh

Down in the willow garden, me and my love did meet And as we sat a-courting, my love fell off to sleep I had a bottle of burgundy wine; my love, she did not know And so I poisoned that dear little girl along the banks below Along the banks below I drew my saber through her; it was a bloody night I threw her in the river, which was a dreadful sight My father often told me that money would set me free And so I murdered that dear little girl whose name was Rose Connelly Whose name was Rose Connelly My father sits at his cabin door wiping his tear-dimmed eyes His only son soon should walk to yonder scaffold high My race is run beneath the sun; the scaffold now waits for me For I did murder that dear little girl whose name was Rose Connelly Whose name was Rose Connelly Whose name was Rose Connelly

I was riding, I was riding home The sun, the sun, the sun was rising from the field I got a feeling I just can't shake I got a feeling that just won't go away You've got to just keep on pushing Keep on pushing it Push the sky away And if your friends think that you should do it different And if they think that you should do it the same You've got to just keep on pushing Keep on pushing Push the sky away And if you feel you got everything you came for If you got everything and you don't want no more You've got to just keep on pushing Keep on pushing Push the sky away Some people say it's just rock and roll Oh but it gets you right down to your soul You've got to just keep on pushing Keep on pushing Push the sky away You've got to just keep on pushing Keep on pushing Push the sky away