When I come to central Texas And I’m amid the shrubs and stone And I’m driving down the highway And I’m driving on my own It makes me think about a friend Who I knew not long ago Who lived beneath the moonlight On a ranch called Armadillo
When I’m cruising through the desert On this road that loves my car It makes me think of wild roses And a beat up old guitar It makes me think of how I’d stop there On my way on through And hang with the deadhead boxcar The lonely railroad tracks and you
Sometimes love hurts, Al Other times it kills An Alberta boy who fell in love With the Texas hills
We’d reminisce of friends That we both knew somewhere You’d tell me of a woman With flowers in her hair We’d swap songs and stories That happened since last year The ones you always liked the best Was when we all ended up in tears
Sometimes love hurts, Al Other times it kills An Alberta boy who fell in love With the Texas hills
You still had the sneakers Though you’d given up the wine You found a trailer by the highway That treated you just fine Where you could write the finest lines About whoever took your heart Flew it to the clouds And ripped it all apart
Sometimes love hurts, Al Other times it kills An Alberta boy who fell in love With the Texas hillsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.