Tekster:
Alan Jackson

That ol' sun comes up every mornin' And goes back down at the end of every day It's just that way Stars show up every evenin' Man in the moon comes out

There's a hole in the wall Where a nail used to be A nail that held a picture of The one that once held me Now that wall's tellin' me What I don't wanna

Two young people without a thing Say some vows and spread their wings Settle down with just what they need Livin' on love She don't care 'bout what's

Well, I'm gonna raise a fuss, I'm gonna raise a holler About workin' all summer just to try an' earn a dollar Every time I call my baby, to try to get

You say your heart's been broken And you just can't win You say that you'll never love again Let me tell you, friend You can't give up on love That's

She's been playing in a room on a strip For ten years in Vegas And every night she looks in the mirror But she only ages She's been reading about Nashville

in a cab and be back to work before 2 At a moment like this, I can't help but wonder What would Jimmy Buffett do? Funny you should ask, Alan I'd say

Here I am alone again tonight In this old empty house It's hard to learn what you don't think you need You can't live without Never leave the sound of

Well I know you hate my drinkin' And the way I talk sometimes But you hate it most when I don't call at night And it's just because you love me And you