Buenos Noches From A Lonely Room

(dwight yoakam)

Written and performed for my mother, ruth ann, without whose love and support i would not have survived at three months or thirty years of age. your hands will always guide my heart.

Chorus:
Hold on, hold on, hold on to god
And not the ways of the world
Hold on, hold on and put your trust
In his everlasting word
Hold on, hold on, hold on to god
In this life's storm-tossed sea
Cling to jesus, his lifeline
It will salvation bring

Satan shall lead down a pathway of sin
Away from your heavenly home
With many great wonders, many great signs
Deceiving all but the strong

Chorus:
Hold on, hold on, hold on to god
And not the ways of the world
Hold on, hold on and put your trust
In his everlasting word
Hold on, hold on, hold on to god
In this life's storm-tossed sea
Cling to jesus, his lifeline
It will salvation bring

Be not misled by miraculous deeds
Performed in the name of the lamb
For he shall return as a thief in the night
To claim his own once again

Chorus:
Hold on, hold on, hold on to god
And not the ways of the world
Hold on, hold on and put your trust
In his everlasting word
Hold on, hold on, hold on to god
In this life's storm-tossed sea
Cling to jesus, his lifeline
It will salvation bring

(dwight yoakam)

Chorus:
It's a sad day in floyd county, mr. jones
Yeah, the grief is strong for the man that's gone
And at the grave his woman cries and she moans
'cause it's a sad day in floyd county, mr. jones

The six children he raised are all weepin'
For this soft-spoken mountain man
Who fed them with the money he earned in those black mines
And the food he could raise with his hands

Chorus:
It's a sad day in floyd county, mr. jones
Yeah, the grief is strong for the man that's gone
And at the grave his woman cries and she moans
'cause it's a sad day in floyd county, mr. jones

Though the world knew nothing of his wisdom
Or the honest and simple things he did
There's some folks cryin' on this hillside today
That know about the humble way he lived

Chorus:
It's a sad day in floyd county, mr. jones
Yeah, the grief is strong for the man that's gone
And at the grave his woman cries and she moans
'cause it's a sad day in floyd county, mr. jones

Now this house in the holler stands empty
Though his presence in my memory is plain
You know i'd swear that i just saw him walkin' up that hill
I guess this place just won't never be the same

Chorus:
It's a sad day in floyd county, mr. jones
Yeah, the grief is strong for the man that's gone
And at the grave his woman cries and she moans
'cause it's a sad day in floyd county, mr. jones

(hank locklin)

Chorus:
Send me the pillow that you dream on
Don't you know that i still care for you
Send me the pillow that you dream on
So, darlin', i can dream on it, too

Each night while i"m sleeping, oh so lonely
I'll share your love and dreams that once were true
Send me the pillow that you dream on
So, darlin', i can dream on it, too

Chorus:
Send me the pillow that you dream on
Maybe time will let our dreams come true
Send me the pillow that you dream on
So, darlin', i can dream on it, too

I've waited so long for you to write me
But just a memory is all that is left of you
Send me the pillow that you dream on
So, darlin', i can dream on it, too
So, darlin', i can dream on it, too

(johnny cash, glenn douglas, lillie mcalpine)

Just around the corner there's a heartache
Down the road all losers use
If you can wade in through the teardrops my friend
I'll meet you at the home of the blues

I walk and i cry as my heartache
Keeps time with the drag of my shoes
The sun never shines through this window of mine
It's dark here at the home of the blues

But this place is filled with the sweetest memories
Memories so sweet that i cry
Dreams that i've had left me feeling so bad
That i just want to lay right down and die

So if you just lost your sweetheart
And you ain't got no good way to choose
Come follow me, misery loves company
I'll meet you at the home of the blues

But this place is filled with the sweetest memories
Memories so sweet that i cry
Dreams that i've had left me feeling so bad
That i just want to lay right down and die

So if you just lost your sweetheart
And you ain't got no good way to choose
Come follow me, misery loves company
You're welcome at the home of the blues
I'll take you to the home of the blues

(dwight yoakam)

Chorus:
What i don't know might not hurt me
If i stay dumb and no one tells
But if i find out that you've been cheatin'
What i don't know might get you killed

Death row in prison don't look half as bad
As a life filled with heartache over you
So if you're a playin' those dirty little games
You better pray that i don't find out the truth

Chorus:
'cause what i don't know might not hurt me
If i stay dumb and no one tells
But if i find out that you've been cheatin'
What i don't know might get you killed

Smith and wesson juries hold a real mean, nasty court
And the verdict that they pass is never slow
So keep on a wearin' that little poker face
'cause soon enough your cards will have to show

Chorus:
And i don't know might not hurt me
If i stay dumb and no one tells
But if i find out that you've been cheatin'
What i don't know might get you killed

(dwight yoakam)

She wore red dresses with her black shining hair
She had my baby and caused me to care
Then coldly she left me to suffer and cry
She wore red dresses and told such sweet lies

I never knew him but he took her away
On my knees like a madman for vengeance i prayed
While the pain and the anger destroyed my weak mind
She wore red dresses and left the wounded behind

I searched till i found them, then i cursed at the sight
Of their sleeping shadows in the cold neon light
In the dark morning silence i placed the gun to her head
She wore red dresses, but now she lay dead