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

(dwight yoakam)

Chorus:
I sang dixie as he died
The people just walked on by as i cried
The bottle had robbed him of all his rebel pride
So i sang dixie as he died

He said way down yonder in the land of cotton
Old times there aren't near as rotten as they are
On this damned old l.a. street
Then he drew a dying breathe
And laid his head against my chest
Please lord, take his soul back home to dixie

Chorus:
I sang dixie as he died
The people just walked on by as i cried
The bottle had robbed him of all his rebel pride
So i sang dixie as he died

He said listen to me son while you still can
Run back home to that southern land
Don't you see what life here has done to me?
Then he closed those old blue eyes
And fell limp against my side
No more pain, now he's safe back home in dixie

Chorus:
I sang dixie as he died
The people just walked on by as i cried
The bottle had robbed him of all his rebel pride
So i sang dixie as he died
I sang dixie as he died

(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

(j.d. miller)

Chorus:
I hear you knockin'
I hear you callin'
I hear you every time you say my name
But it's too late, baby
Your calling's all in vain

I hear you cryin'
You done the lyin'
You tried to cheat
Baby, you're to blame
But it's too late, baby
Your cryin's all in vain

I packed my suitcase
I bought my ticket
It won't be long and i'll be on my way
'cause i'm a leavin', yeah i'm a leavin'
And i'm going away to stay

Chorus:
I hear you knockin'
I hear you callin'
I hear you every time you say my name
But it's too late, baby
Your calling's all in vain

I packed my suitcase
I bought my ticket
It won't be long and i'll be on my way
'cause i'm a leavin', yeah i'm a leavin'
And i'm going away to stay

Chorus:
I hear you knockin'
I hear you callin'
I hear you every time you say my name
But it's too late, baby
Your calling's all in vain

I hear you knockin'
I hear you callin'
I hear you every time you say my name
But it's too late, baby
Your calling's all in vain

I hear you knock, knock, knock
I hear you call, call, call
I hear you every time you say my name
But it's too late, baby
Your calling's all in vain

(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