Woorden:
Lyle Lovett

I get up in the mornin', I drink a cup of coffee I look out of the window, I try to get started I turn it all over, I plough it all under I plant 'em

I park my Pontiac down the hill out in back Late every afternoon with a coke and a cigarette And all of the neighbors there They see a nice old man And

And his hand it fell behind her As his arm it reached around And she looked out the window And she watched the shade go down It was a private conversation

Smile, though your heart is aching Smile, even though it's breaking Though there are clouds in the sky You get by If you smile through your fears and

Pass me not, oh gentle Savior Hear my humble cry While on others Thou art calling Do not pass me by I'm calling Savior, Savior Hear my humble cry While

The summer wind Came blowin' in from across the sea It lingered there To touch your hair and walk with me All summer long We sang a song and then we

You've got a friend in me, you've got a friend in me When the road looks rough ahead And you're miles and miles from your nice warm bed You just remember

A buzzard took the monkey for a ride in the air The monkey thought that everything was on the square The buzzard tried to throw the monkey off his back

I was blue, just as blue as I could be Every day was a cloudy day for me Then good luck came a-knocking at my door Skies were gray but they're not gray