Willie Nelson - First Rose of Spring Lyrics
First Rose of Spring
The first time that he saw her
He knew everything had changed
Overnight love started blooming
Like the first rose of spring
Auburn hair like a sunrise
Sweetest smile he'd ever seen
Butterflies, they danced around her
Like the first rose of spring
Summertime would've never started
And wintertime would never end
She colored his life, opened his eyes
To things he'd never dream
Without the first rose of spring
Gave him children like a garden
They gave 'em all the love they'd need
To grow up strong, she made a home
And every year he'd bring
Her the first rose of spring
The last time he saw her
He knew everything had changed
He said goodbye and let the tears fall like rain
On the first rose of spring
Writer: Allen Shamblin, Marc Beeson, Randy Houser
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Blue Star
You know I'll follow you to the end
Whenever that is, we both will know
How I will follow you again
Anywhere that love can go
If I beat you to the end
I'll had a big head start, it's true
And we're just riding on the wind
Still the same old me and you
And when you reach the heavens bright
I'll be the blue star on your right
I knew the first time that I saw you
That my angel had found its way to me
We'll be back together out there, drifting
Everywhere as far as we can see
And if I beat you to the end
I'll had a big head start, it's true
And we're just riding on the wind
Still the same old me and you
And when you reach the heavens bright
I'll be the blue star on your right
If I beat you to the end
I'll had a big head start, it's true
And we're just riding on the wind
Still the same old me and you
And when we reach the heavens bright
I'll be the blue star on your right
When we reach the heavens bright
I'll be the blue star on your right
Writer: Buddy Cannon, Willie Nelson
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Ill Break Out Again Tonight
Slowly, the long day turns to night
And soon they'll switch off the prison lights
But in my cell I'm making plans
To be at home with you again
These walls and bars can't hold a dreaming man
So I'll be home to tuck the babies in
They can chain my body but not my mind
And I'll break out again tonight
The warden thinks I'm in for life
All he's ever seen me wear are stripes
He don't know about my blue suit and my tie
That I wear when I am with you each night
These walls and bars can't hold a dreaming man
So I'll be home to tuck the babies in
They can chain my body but not my mind
And I'll break out again tonight
And I'll break out again tonight
Writer: Arthur Sr. Owens, Sanger Shafer
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Dont Let The Old Man In
Don't let the old man in, I wanna leave this alone
Can't leave it up to him, he's knocking on my door
And I knew all of my life, that someday it would end
Get up and go outside, don't let the old man in
Many moons I have lived
My body's weathered and worn
Ask yourself how would you be
If you didn't know the day you were born
Try to love on your wife
And stay close to your friends
Toast each sundown with wine
Don't let the old man in
Many moons I have lived
My body's weathered and worn
Ask yourself how would you be
If you didn't know the day you were born
When he rides up on his horse
And you feel that cold bitter wind
Look out your window and smile
Don't let the old man in
Look out your window and smile
Don't let the old man in
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Just Bummin Around
Got an old slouch hat
Got my roll on my shoulder
I'm as free as a breeze
And I'll do as I please
I'm just a bummin' around
I got a million friends
I don't feel any older
I got nothin' to lose
Not even the blues
I'm just a bummin' around
And whenever worries
Starts to botherin' me
I grab my coat and my old slouch hat
I hit the trail again, you see
I ain't got a dime
I don't care where I'm goin'
I got nothin' to lose
Not even the blues
I'm just a bummin' around
I got an old slouch hat
Got my roll on my shoulder
I'm as free as a breeze
And I'll do as I please
I'm just a bummin' around
I got a million friends
Don't feel any older
I got nothin' to lose
Not even the blues
I'm just a bummin' around
And whenever worries
Starts to botherin' me
I grab my coat and my old slouch hat
I hit the trail again, you see
I ain't got a dime
I don't care where I'm goin'
I got nothin' to lose
Not even the blues
I'm just a bummin' around
Writer: Pete Graves
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Our Song
In this time that I've been given
To fill my life with livin'
I hope I have done the best that I can do
Yes, regrets, I've got a few
But, honey, none of them is you
And I need you like a singer needs a song
I don't know if heaven's real
But that's how you've made me feel
You make it alright
When everything's wrong
And this is our song
In these miles we have traveled
You've watched me come unraveled
And you put me back together again
And when darkness hung around
You kept my feet there on the ground
And you held me like a lover and a friend
I don't know if heaven's real
But that's how you've made me feel
You make it alright
When everything's wrong
And this is our song
And this is our song
And this is our song
This is our song
Writer: Christopher Alvin Stapleton
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
We Are the Cowboys
Texans are gathered up in Colorado
The kid with a fast gun ain't with 'em today
The cowboys are riding tall in the saddle
They shoot from the heart with the songs that they play
There's a right handsome woman on up around Boulder
They got slick hardwood floors and a pot belly stove
She swears I am someone that she can believe in
She's the best Colorado gal I've ever known
We are the cowboys, the true sons of freedom
We are the men who will get the job done
We're picking our words so we don't have to eat 'em
We're rounding them up and then driving them home
Cowboys are average American people
Texicans, Mexicans, black man and Jews
They love this old world and they don't wanna lose it
They're counting on me and there counting on you
The world will breathe easy when we stop the bleeding
The fighting will end when all hunger is gone
There's those who are blind so will all have to lead 'em
It's everyone's job 'til we get the work done
We are the cowboys, the true sons of freedom
We are the men who will get the job done
We're picking our words so we don't have to eat 'em
We're rounding them up and then driving them home
We're rounding them up and then driving them home
Writer: Billy Joe Shaver
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Stealing Home
Being young got old
I couldn't wait to grow up
When I finally hit eighteen
I got out of this tired old town
I didn't get back much
As much as mama wanted
The few times I did get back
It didn't hit me like it is right now
The house got small
Dad lost his hair
The rope swing and the trees aren't there
The neighbor, she ain't sweet old Mrs. Jones
Little sister's not right down the hall
Rex ain't around to fetch his ball
No need to ride to grandma's down the road
Damn old Father Time for stealing home
It didn't take two weeks
From the time the sign first went up
Dad said the folks who bought it
Sure do seem to love the place
Mom called and I came
To help her load the U-Haul
Seems for every box I pack
I find another yesterday
The house was huge and dad had hair
There was a rope swing on the tree right there
No one baked a pie like Mrs. Jones
And we grew like weeds on the kitchen wall
Rex, he lived to fetch his ball
And grandma was a bike ride down the road
Damn old Father Time for stealing home
Little sister's not right down the hall
Rex ain't around to fetch his ball
No need to ride to grandma's down the road
Damn old Father Time for stealing home
Writer: Casey Beathard, Donald Sampson, Marla Cannon-Goodman
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Im the Only Hell My Mama Ever Raised
I can tell my mama's short on loving me
I guess that's why she let me go so far
Mama tried to stop me short of stealing
I guess that's why I had to steal that car
She told me not to smoke it
But I did and it took me far away
And I turned out to be
The only hell my mama ever raised
Well, I rolled into Atlanta
Stolen tags and almost out of gas
I had to get some money
Lately I'd learned how to get it fast
Those neon lights were calling me
And somehow I just had to get downtown
So I reached into the glove box
Another liquor store went down
And I said "Precious memories
Take me back to the good ol' days"
Let me hear my mama sing, "Rock of Ages, Cleft for Me"
She tried to turn me on to Jesus
But I turned on to the devil's ways
And I turned out to be the only hell my mama ever raised
Well they put them handcuffs on me
Lord how I fought to resist
But the agent clamped 'em tighter
'Til that metal bit into my wrist
They took my belt and my billfold
My fingerprints, and the profile of my face
And then they locked away the only hell my mama ever ever raised
And I'd say "Precious memories
Take me back to the good ol' days"
Let me hear my mama sing, "Rock of Ages, Cleft for Me"
She tried to turn me on to Jesus
But I turned on to the devil's ways
And I turned out to be the only hell my mama ever raised
And I'd say "Precious memories
Take me back to the good ol' days"
Let me hear my mama sing, "Rock of Ages, Cleft for Me"
She tried to turn me on to Jesus
But I turned on to the devil's ways
And I turned out to be the only hell my mama ever raised
And I turned out to be the only hell my mama ever raised
Writer: Bobby Borchers, Wayne Kemp, Mack Vickery
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Love Just Laughed
She said, "Please don't let me go"
I said, "I gotta let you go"
And love just laughed
That's all that I remember
It was a bitter cold December
And love just laughed
Love is still laughing
But you can't go back
What's done is done
Yeah, that's a fact
But it was fun in a strange kind of way
We can look back and smile and say
"Whatever happened brought us down to the day"
That love just laughed
And then love cried
I said, "Where are you going?"
We're just getting started
And love just laughed
We were meant forever
But that's turned into never
And love just laughed
Love is still laughing
But you can't go back
What's done is done
And that's a fact
But it was fun in a strange kind of way
We can look back and smile and say
"Whatever happened brought us down to the day"
And love just laughed
And then love cried
Love is still laughing
But you can't go back
What's done is done
That's a fact
But it was fun in a strange kind of way
We can look back and smile and say
"Whatever happened brought us down to the day"
And love just laughed
And then love cried
And then love cried
Writer: Buddy Cannon, Willie Nelson
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Yesterday When I was Young (Hier Encore)
Yesterday, when I was young
The taste of life was sweet as rain upon my tongue
I teased at life as if it were a foolish game
The way an evening breeze may tease a candle flame
The thousand dreams I dreamed, the splendid things I planned
I always built to last on weak and shifting sand
I lived by night and shunned the naked light of day
And only now I see how the years have run away
Yesterday, when I was young
So many happy songs were waiting to be sung
So many wild pleasures lay in store for me
And so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see
I ran so fast that time and youth at last ran out
I never stopped to think what life was all about
Every conversation that I can now recall
Concerned itself with me, and nothing else at all
Yesterday, the moon was blue
And every crazy day brought something new to do
I used my magic age as if it were a wand
And never saw the waste and emptiness beyond
The game of love I played with arrogance and pride
And every flame I lit too quickly, quickly died
The friends I made all seemed, somehow, to drift away
And only I am left on stage to end the play
There are so many songs in me that won't be sung
I feel the bitter taste of tears upon my tongue
The time has come for me to pay for yesterday
When I was young
Writer: Charles Aznavour, Herbert Kretzmer
Copyright: Lyrics © EDITIONS MUSICALES DJANIK