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(Travis Tritt with Marty Stuart)
(Ronny Scaife/Marty Stuart)

There was a time I could drink my cares away
And drown out all of the heartaches that hurt me night and day
When the thought of you came crashin' through I'd have one more
But now the whiskey ain't workin' anymore

I need one good honky tonk angel to turn my life around
That's reason enough for me to lay this old bottle down
A woman warm and willing is what I'm looking for
'Cause the whiskey ain't workin' anymore

They knew my name at every bar in town
And they knew all of the reasons why I was coming round, round, round
'Cause in my mind peace I'd find when they'd start to pour
But now the whiskey ain't workin' anymore

I need one good honky tonk angel to turn my life around
That's reason enough for me to lay this old bottle down
A woman warm and willing is what I'm looking for
'Cause the whiskey ain't workin' anymore

Lord the whiskey ain't workin' anymore

(Jimmy Skinner)

Don't fall in love with me darlin', I'm a rambler
Though you are the sweetest sweetheart in this world
It's all for your sake dear that I'm leavin'
So, don't give your heart to a rambler, little girl

Well I handed you a lie and now I'm sorry
You're just a little sweeter than the rest
Believe me when I say I don't want to hurt you
Or do anything to spoil your happiness

Don't fall in love with me darlin', I'm a rambler
Though you are the sweetest sweetheart in this world
It's all for your sake dear that I'm leavin'
So, don't give your heart to a rambler, little girl

If I ever get the blues, now sweet baby
Or the lure of the highway on my mind
I long to hear that whistle of the freight train
And the boxcars as they rattle down the line

Don't fall in love with me darlin', I'm a rambler
Though you are the sweetest sweetheart in this world
It's all for your sake dear that I'm leavin'
So, don't give your heart to a rambler, little girl

Don't fall in love with me darlin', I'm a rambler
Though you are the sweetest sweetheart in this world
It's all for your sake dear that I'm leavin'
So, don't give your heart to a rambler, little girl

(Travis Tritt/Jill Colucci)

I can't hide the way I feel about you anymore
I can't hold the hurt inside, keep the pain out of my eyes anymore
My tears no longer waiting...my resistance ain't that strong
My mind keeps recreating a life with you alone
And I'm tired of pretending that I don't love you anymore

Let me make one last appeal to show you how I feel about you...hmmm
Cause there's no one else I swear, holds a candle, anywhere, next to you
My heart can't take the beating of not having you to hold
A small voice keeps repeating deep inside my soul...
It says I can't keep pretending that I don't love you anymore

I've got to take the chance or let it pass by
If I expect to get on with my life
With my life...

And I can't hide the way I feel about you anymore
And I can't hold the hurt inside, keep the pain out of my eyes anymore
My tears no longer waiting
Oh, my resistance ain't that strong
Oh, my mind keeps recreating a love with you alone

(Travis Tritt)

You say you were wrong to ever leave me alone
Now you're sorry, you're lonesome and scared
And you say you'd be happy if I you could just come back home
Well, here's a quarter, call someone who cares

Call someone who'll listen, or might give a damn
Maybe one of your sorted affairs
But don't you come 'round here handin' me none of your lies
Here's a quarter, call someone who cares

Girl, I thought what we had could never turn bad
So your leavin' caught me unaware
But the fact is you've run...girl, that can't be undone
So here's a quarter, call someone who cares

Call someone who'll listen, or might give a damn
Maybe one of your sorted affairs
But don't you come 'round here handin' me none of your lies
Here's a quarter, call someone who cares

(Travis Tritt)

Well, he was the assistant preacher
And the Sunday school teacher
In the church that I grew up in
She was a looker from Atlanta
Led the choir, played piano
Had a body that was made for sin

She didn't care he was married
Cause the torch that she carried
Was hotter then the fires of hell
She had plans to seduce him
If she could she would loosen
A notch in the Bible belt

So she called him up at home
When she knew he'd be alone
Said preacher I could use advice
I got troubles with a man
That I know you'll understand
If you could help me it would sure be nice

They met a few minutes after
In the office of the pastor
And she started telling how she felt
What a chance they were takin'
When they first started breakin'
The laws of the Bible belt

There's a lot of good people
Who are led astray
That believe what the good book said
Well, I'll tell ya something brother
When you're dealin' with the devil
It's tough to keep a level head
And it's hard to imagine
How the flames of passion
Can burn till your soul will melt
And it'll spread like a cancer
But you're gonna have to answer
To the Lord and the Bible belt

Yeah, yeah...
Yeah

Someone said they went to Vegas
Back home it didn't take us long
To hear the news of what they did
Nobody could believe
That he left his wife to grieve
Alone with two preschool kids

I don't know how there doin'
But I know that they're screwin' up
A good thing they once had
They better get their heads together
Or they're gonna slap leather
With the Lord and the Bible belt...

Oh...

There's a lot of good people
Who are led astray
That believe what the good book said
Well, I'll tell ya something brother
When you're dealin' with the devil
It's tough to keep a level head
And it's hard to imagine
How the flames of passion
Can burn till your soul will melt
And it'll spread like a cancer
But you're gonna have to answer
To the Lord and the Bible belt

They better get their heads together
Or they're gonna slap leather
With the Lord and the Bible belt...

Yeah, Lord

Yeah, yeah...

(Travis Tritt)

What made you think I'd let you
Go on treatin' me this way
What made you think I'd let you run me down
I have tried to keep my cool
But I will not play your fool
And it's all about to change starting now

Girl, if you had your way, I'd be crying everyday
Happiness it one thing you would not allow
I have listened to your lies, you can't say I haven't tried
But, it's all about to change starting now

I once believed you cared for me, boy, was I ever wrong
Still you made me love you I still don't know how
It's a game that I can't win but I'll be damned if I give in
'Cause it's all about to change starting now

Girl, if you had your way, I'd be crying everyday
Happiness it one thing you would not allow
I have listened to your lies, you can't say I haven't tried
But, it's all about to change starting now

(Travis Tritt)

I should have told her more I love her
I should've spent more time at home
But should haves really aren't important
Since the fact is, now she's gone
I wish I'd listened to my conscience
When it said, "Don't let her go"
And if she's wonderin' how I'm doing
Well, I think she ought to know
That I find myself praying
More than I've ever did before
And now I find my heart is breaking
Each time her memory slams the door
And I find myself crying
And trying to hold on
Cause there ain't nothing short of dying
That's worse than being left alone

I thought I'd be just fine without her
I'd be happy, a free man
But the hurting side of lonesome
Is what I didn't understand
And the lessons that I'm learning
Lord, I'm learning awful well
Cause nights I used to spend in heaven
Have been replaced by nights of hell
And I find myself praying
More than I've ever did before
And now I find my heart is breaking
Each time her memory slams the door
And I find myself crying
Oh, and trying to hold on
Cause there ain't nothing short of dying

(Travis Tritt)

You left me for a dream you had to follow
But I thought goodbye wouldn't last that long
You'd go off chasin' rainbows till you realized I loved you
And then run back to my arms where you belong
But months have passed, I guess I was mistakem
And love was something I thought I knew well
But when you called me on the phone, asking when you'd come back home
You simply told me I could go to Hell

Well, honey, if Hell had a jukebox
And the Devil kept it full of hurtin' songs
You could find me there this evening
With the broken hearted grieving
Prayin' like hell you would come back home

I've looked at all the pictures from our good times
And tried to figure out where we went wrong
And I've dropped a million quarters down the jukebox
'Cause I'm still haunted by what used to be our song
I wish this mental torture would release me
Lord, I've give all I had for what it's worth
I don't see how the fires below, where you wanted me to go
Could be worse than Hell I'm living here on Earth

And honey, if Hell had a jukebox
And the Devil kept it full of hurtin' songs
You could find me there this evening
With the broken hearted grieving
Prayin' like hell you would come back home

Yes, you could find me there this evening
With the broken hearted grieving

(Travis Tritt/Stewart Harris)

As I walk down this road
The rain has just started to fall
How in the world did I let myself get so alone
I can't tell any difference
Between my tears and the rain falling down
It's hell when your heart is in need of someone all it's own

I need someone with a heart just like mine
And someone who's trying to find true love
Everywhere that I go I see people in love
The way that I wanted to be
Tell me when will I have a love of my own
Will there ever be someone for me

As I sit with the rain coming down
All the memories surround me
Pieces of past loves and fast times keep haunting my mind
If I just had somebody to erase all the memories
Of yesterday's loves gone wrong
Oh God please have mercy it's true love I'm looking to find

I need someone with a heart just like mine
And someone who's trying to find true love
Everywhere that I go I see people in love
The way that I wanted to be
Tell me when will I have a love of my own
Will there ever be someone for me

Tell me when will I have a love of my own

(Buddy Buie/J. R. Cobb)

Guitars ring in the dead of night, sing so blue, sound so right
It makes you homesick
Listen close to the guitar man, native son of a foreign land
The boy's homesick

He's homesick, for days bygone
Homesick, for home sweet home

Where were you in '69, smokin' dope, drinkin' wine
Just an outlaw
Distant drums beats an old refrain, shakes your feet, pounds your brain
Like a buzzsaw

In the darkness down the hall, black-light posters on the wall
Jimi Hendrix
Someone's lost in yesterday, hazy dreams of Monterey
And Woodstock, all right

He's homesick, for days bygone
Homesick, for home sweet home

Guitars ring in the dead of night, sing so blue, sound so right
It makes you homesick
Listen close to the guitar man, native son of a foreign land
The boy's homesick

He's homesick, for days bygone
Homesick, Lord, for home sweet home