When The Boys

Oh the stairs I scale To my one storey jail Will be nothing For there's an arm on which I'll lean And the arm will repay Every debt that was in its name Oh, on the day that the boys come home Those that don't feel the sun Beating down on their body numb Will know the heat on the day that they are cooking Those whose lights run strong With no hint of interruption Will know the dark when the boys come home As for those who look like us Managing our will into the dust Who withdraw when the lights have been turned on On their pitch-black nights There'll be a flame flickering alight As they're made to cross all of the bridges they're burning How I wonder what they'll say What they'll feel and to whom they'll pray Oh, on the day that the boys come home Move this pile of clothes Let me rest my bones For there'll be one less day Till the day I'm promised As I lower my eyes Counting down all of the lies Yes, one less day till I can see grown men made honest And the only fear I have Is that my rage fade before I can See that day that the boys come home

(Push no more corpse inside) (Those things were worth it) (It's about when we talk to him, it's highly sensitive) Always the same old taste, just new injury Well, I'll wear the claws if you'd like that Yeah, if you'd like that, we can ride on a black horse A great new wave Hesparian death horse I can call you when I get back Yeah, when I get back I will call But don't speak, don't say nothing In case we ever do meet again Something's wrong with you Well, I hope we never do meet again You always sharpen your teeth 'cause you're like that And you're like that every time you pull heart back And her compact's carving deeper in your lay I would call, but I forget where the phone is at Guess I'll talk to you when I get back Yeah, when I get back I will talk But don't speak, don't say nothing In case we ever should meet again There are some things wrong with you Well, I hope we never do meet again I hope we never do meet again I hope we never do meet again Something's wrong with you And I hope we never do meet again Something's wrong with you And I hope we never do meet again Something's wrong with you And I hope we never do meet again Don't speak, don't say nothing But I hope we never do meet again Something's wrong with you And I hope we never do meet again And I hope we never do meet again And I hope we never do meet again And I hope we never do meet again And I hope we never do meet again And I hope we never do meet again And I hope we never do meet again And I hope we never do meet again

What's the point of hiding, boy? I can see it in your eyes Silence is a good decoy But it isn't a disguise What's the point of faking When inside you're breaking? Uh-oh Whatcha holding back from me? I'm the one you're meant to trust Help me with your feelings Keep your secret between us Show me where the hurt is Underneath the surface, uh-oh Teardrops turning into rust Still your eyes are saying so much The truth is hiding in the dust When boys cry, boys cry You gotta learn what to see In their dry eyes, dry eyes And you may have to listen Through gritted teeth, gritted teeth 'Cause you don't always see it when boys cry, boys cry Whatcha gonna do now, boy? I can feel you dodging me You don't fool me with your ploy I can see through everything Instead of coping Put it in the open, uh-oh Teardrops turning into rust Still your eyes are saying so much The truth is hiding in the dust When boys cry, boys cry You gotta learn what to see In their dry eyes, dry eyes And you may have to listen Through gritted teeth, gritted teeth 'Cause you don't always see it when boys cry, boys cry When boys cry, boys cry You gotta learn what to see In their dry eyes, dry eyes And you may have to listen Through gritted teeth, gritted teeth 'Cause you don't always see it when boys cry, boys cry Oh, boys try to tell the world That they're fine But boys lie Their tears fall between the lines When boys cry, boys cry You gotta learn what to see In their dry eyes, dry eyes And you may have to listen Through gritted teeth, gritted teeth 'Cause you don't always see it when boys cry, boys cry When boys cry, boys cry You gotta learn what to see In their dry eyes, dry eyes And you may have to listen Through gritted teeth, gritted teeth 'Cause you don't always see it when boys cry, boys cry

When this is over I hope I take a little less for granted Hope I'm a little more understandin' When some things don't make sense When this is over I hope I smile at a passin' stranger Take time to get to know my neighbors And break bread every now and then Oh-oh-oh, 'cause right now all I got is time To think about the bottom line What I have, where I stand How I live, who I am I hope these hard times make me better and not just older When this is over I hope I stay out of my head And I'm a little more empathetic Put myself in people's shoes When this is over I'll kiss the ground and send a prayer to the sky Thank God I'm breathin' air and alive And I get one more day with you, oh-oh, oh-oh 'Cause right now all I got is time (hey) To think about my bottom line (yeah, yeah) And what I have (what I have), where I stand (where I stand) How I live and who I am (who I am) I hope these hard times make me better, not just older When this is over, oh-oh 'Cause right now all I got is this It's just a simple someday wish Oh, yeah What I have (what I have), where I stand (where I stand) How I live and who I am I hope these hard times make me better, not just older (When this) when this is over (when this is over) Oh, yeah When this is over I hope these hard times make me better I hope the distance brings us closer When this, when this, when this is over When this is over Ladies and gentlemen, The Oak Ridge Boys Right now all I got is time To think about the bottom line What I have, where I stand How I live and who I am I hope these hard times make me better, not just older When this is over

Darling, you were wonderful, you really were quite good I enjoyed it, though, of course, no one understood A word of what was going on, they didn't have a clue They couldn't understand your sense of humor like I do You're much too kind I smiled with murder on my mind Yesterday, when I was mad And quite prepared to give up everything Admitting, I don't believe In anyone's sincerity, and that's what's really got to me You have a certain quality, which really is unique Expressionless, such irony, although your voice is weak It doesn't really matter 'cause the music is so loud Of course it's all on tape, but no one will find out You hated me too But not as much as I hated you Yesterday, when I was mad And quite prepared to give up everything Admitting, I don't believe In anyone's sincerity, and that's what's really got to me Then, when I was lonely I thought again And changed my mind Then we posed for pictures with the competition winners And argued about the hotel rooms, and where to go for dinner And someone said, "It's fabulous you're still around today You've both made such a little go a very long way" Yesterday, when I was mad And quite prepared to give up everything Admitting, I don't believe In anyone's sincerity, and that's what's really got to me Yesterday, when I was mad And quite prepared to give up everything Admitting, I don't believe In anyone's sincerity, and that's what's really got to me Then, when I was lonely I thought again And changed my mind

Old Clarence was a corn fed Sunday school teacher At the Cheephill Church of Christ A God fearing fence clearing, hay slinging Hymn singing, back breaker all of his life Came in early one night, find his pretty wife In the arms of another man There's hell to pay when a good ole boy goes bad In a smoke filled late night club by the river Sat a stranger dealing five card stud He was a big talkin', fast walkin' fly by nighter There to take the money and run They caught the fella cheatin' So they set him up a meeting With his maker in the promise land Nobody sees a thing when a good ole boy goes bad The good book goes out the window When the gloves go to the floor His give a damn to be a righteous man Don't give a damn no more Under that blue collar There's a big ole long red tail It hides the truth, but it bleeds through When a good ole boy goes bad Now old man Taylor was a fourth generation Crop growin' son of a gun One dry summer Uncle Sam come a runnin' Wantin' money but there wasn't none He put a crop in the hollar When night came he watered By fall he had the cold hard cash When times get hard Sometimes a good ole boy goes bad The good book goes out the window When the gloves go to the floor His give a damn to be a righteous man Don't give a damn no more Under that blue collar There's a big ole long red tail It hides the truth but it bleeds through When a good ole boy goes bad The good book goes out the window When the gloves go to the floor His give a damn to be a righteous man Don't give a damn no more Under that blue collar There's a big ole long red tail It hides the truth but it bleeds through When a good ole boy goes bad It hides the truth but it bleeds through When a good ole boy goes bad

Baby, don't be shy Come on over and tell me about yourself I don't mind if there is nothing else We can talk all night Baby, don't be shy, don't sweat the small stuff Get over yourself Take my hand like there is no one else And we'll be fine, fine Let's take a joy ride, and we can bring our friends Tell me are you in? And when the sun rises, we can take our time And watch the days blend These girls, these boys go 'round and 'round Jumping in and out the crowd And I'll be there with you I can sleep when I'm dead I can sleep when I'm dead I can sleep when I'm dead So light up your cigarette and take another shot Said we ain't done yet, no, we ain't done, no You can bet your bottom dolla' ain't goin' home 'Til I'm in a coma I wanna see the world, like I did when I was Young, young Let's take a joy ride, and we can bring our friends Tell me are you in? (Tell me are you in?) And when the sun rises we can take our time And watch the days blend These girls, these boys go 'round and 'round Jumping in and out the crowd And I'll be there with you I can sleep when I'm dead I can sleep when I'm dead I can sleep when I'm dead And I feel alive (I can sleep when I'm dead) And I feel alive (I can sleep when I'm dead) These girls, these boys go 'round and 'round Jumping in and out the crowd And I'll be there with you I can sleep when I'm dead I can sleep when I'm dead I can sleep when I'm dead I can sleep when I'm dead I can sleep when I'm dead, hey I can sleep when I'm dead, oh, oh, uh-huh I can sleep when I'm dead I can sleep when I'm dead