Sun is orange and going down
Dusty roads fields of brown
I've walked the lanes where memories lie
Simple things they caught my eye
Old guitars and whisky nights
Friends who'd stayed till morning light
Loved and lost just like a tale
Mountain high and valley frail
Don't feel bad for me when I'm gone
This bed I've made it's wide and long
But when my time's nigh and I'm called home
I've lived my life like a country song
I've felt the rain on tin-roofs beat
Endless love and bitter sweet
From gospel choirs to honky-tonk bars
Counted blessings counted scars
Fell in love with a girl next door
She was everything I could ask for
Promised her we'd never part
She left me with with a broken heart
Don't feel bad for me when I'm gone
This bed I've made it's wide and long
But when my time's nigh and I'm called home
I've lived my life like a country song