(Rodney Crowell)
Well I don't drink as much as I used to
Lately, it just ain't my style
And the hard times don't hurt like they ought to
They pass quicker, like when I was a child
And somehow I've learned how to listen
For a sound like the sun going down
In the magic the morning is bringing
There's a song for the life I have found
It keeps my feet on the ground
And the midsummer days sit so heavy
But don't they flow like the breeze through your mind
When nothing appears in a hurry
To make up for someone's lost time
And somehow I've learned how to listen
For a sound like the sun going down
In the magic the morning is bringing
There's a song for the life I have found
It keeps my feet on the ground
And somehow I've learned how to listen
For a sound like the breeze dying down
In the magic the morning is bringing
There's a song for the friend I have found
She keeps my feet on the ground
She keeps my feet on the ground
1 | Remember When |
2 | Chattahoochee |
3 | Little Bitty |
4 | Livin' On Love |
5 | Summertime Blues |
6 | Country Boy |
7 | Small Town Southern Man |
8 | Drive (For Daddy Gene) |
9 | Amazing Grace |
10 | Sissy's Song |