In the evening, when the kettle's on for tea An old familiar feeling settles over me And it's your face I see And I believe that you are there In a garden, when I stop to touch a rose And feel the petals soft and sweet against my nose I smile and I suppose that somehow maybe you are there When I'm dreaming And I find myself awake Without a warning And I rub my eyes And fantasize And all at once I realize It's morning And my fantasy is fading Like a distant star at dawn My dearest dream is gone I often think There's just one thing to do Pretend the dream is true And tell myself that you are there

Are you there? Did patience wane? Did you fall asleep to your four-track recording of rain? Do you feel tame? Do you feel insane? Is there anyone in the audience currently living in vain? Hard times, old ways, takes up a lot of time Hard times, uses up whole days All those actresses leasing compact cars Boiling water at four in the morning In the outfield of Elysian Park Gone too soon to the void saloon All night, lighting wet cigarettes In a dog breath room Rough lovers in deserted hallways Crazed with unbuttoning Everything must go, button-wise Fumbling with keys to the door on the 94th floor Knees buckling in the threshold The world, open wide, open wide, and we just shiver On the counter, 'cause we're both already there Why don't you go put a record on? Why don't you sing me a little song? Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah

That big eight wheeler rolling down the track Means your true loving daddy ain't coming back 'Cause I'm moving on I'll soon be gone You were flying too high for my little old sky, so I'm moving on That big loud whistle as it blew and blew Said hello to the Southland, we're coming to you And we're moving on, oh, hear my song You had the laugh on me so I've set you free and I'm moving on Mister fireman, won't you please listen to me 'Cause I got a pretty mama in Tennessee Keep moving me on, keep rolling on So shovel the coal, let this rattle a-roll and keep moving me on Mister engineer, take that throttle in hand This rattler's the fastest in the southern land To keep moving me on, keep rolling on You're gonna ease my mind, put me there on time and keep rolling on I told you, baby, from time to time But you just wouldn't listen or pay me no mind Now I'm moving on, I'm rolling on You've broken your vow and it's all over now, so I'm moving on You switched your engine, now I ain't got time For a trifling woman on my main line 'Cause I'm moving, you done your daddy wrong I've warned you twice, now you can settle the price 'cause I'm moving on But some day, baby, when you've had your play You're gonna want your daddy, but your daddy will say "Keep moving on, you stayed away too long" I'm through with you, too bad you're blue, keep moving on

Your cheatin' heart will make you weep You'll cry and cry and try to sleep But sleep won't come the whole night through Your cheatin' heart will tell on you When tears come down like fallin' rain You'll toss around and call my name You're gonna walk that floor the way I do Your cheatin' heart will tell on you Your cheatin' heart will pine some day, And crave the love, you threw away. The time will come when you'll be blue, Your cheatin' heart will tell on you. When tears come down like fallin' rain You'll toss around and call my name You're gonna walk that floor the way I do Your cheatin' heart will tell on you Your cheatin' heart will tell on you

Life has a funny way Of keeping me on my toes Oh how my shoulders ache Under the weight of my woes My tears fall On my old guitar And I just wail and weep Over softly bending strings Lovers and friends the same Everyone's fair game Everyone can hurt your heart When it all falls apart My tears fall On my old guitar Time and time again My surest friend My tears fall On my old guitar And I just wail and weep Over softly bending strings No matter where I go The music guides my soul Through all the ups and downs It can help turn me around My tears fall On my old guitar And I just wail and weep Over softly bending strings

If the wife and I are fussin', brother that's our right 'Cause me and that sweet woman's got a license to fight Why don't you mind your own business Mind your own business 'Cause if you mind your business, then you won't be mindin' mine Oh, the woman on our party line's the nosiest thing She picks up her receiver when she knows it's my ring Why don't you mind your own business Mind your own business If mind you mind your business, then you won't be mindin' mine Well, I got a little girl that wears her hair up high The boys all whistle when she walks by Why don't they mind their own business Mind their own business 'Cause if they mind their business, then they won't be mindin' mine Now if I want to honky tonk around 'til two or three Now, brother that's my headache, don't you worry 'bout me Just mind your own business Mind your own business 'Cause if you mind your business, and you won't be mindin' mine Mindin' other people's business seems to be high-toned I got all that I can do just to mind my own Why don't you mind your own business Mind your own business If you mind your business, you'll be busy all the time