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Indianola

1. CROWDED 2. YOU DON'T KNOW A THING 3. YOU'RE MY LIFE 4. STILL TRYIN' TO FIND MY WAY AROUND 5. EMPTY SPACES 6. WHAT'S WRONG WITH RIGHT NOW 7. THE RIVER'S WORKIN' 8. I WON'T LET YOU LEAD ME DOWN 9. THE COACH 10. PRELUDE (HOME) 11. FLATLANDS 12. BLUESTUNE 13. INDIANOLA

CROWDED
(BY STEVE AZAR, IRA DEAN, AND JASON YOUNG)

I’M THATA’ BROKEN DOWN CAR IN EIGHT A.M. TRAFFIC
BUMPER TO BUMPER NOBODY LAUGHIN’
DEAD CELL PHONE SOMEBODY THROW ME A BONE
IS IT JUST ME AM I ALL ALONE…NOW

I’M THE WAITRESS IN L.A. WAY PAST HER PRIME
SHOULDER TO SHOULDER HALF A MILE LINE
HEY SUGAR CAN I GET SOME
FOR MY COFFEE… AM I THE ONLY ONE…WHO’S

CROWDED SURROUNDED
HERE YOU GO AGAIN YOU’RE CLOSIN’ IN
YOU KEEP COMIN’ I KEEP RUNNIN’
EVERYWHERE I TURN I’M KNOCKIN’ INTO SOMETHIN’
SO I MOVED OUT TO THE COUNTRY
BUT THE CITY KEEPS MOVIN’ IN
YEAH I’M CROWDED

I’M A SUBWAY STATION UNDER NEW YORK STREETS
FULL OF BUSINESS TYPES DRUNKS AND THIEVES
DON’T TELL ME YOUR STORY I AIN’T GOT THE TIME
JUST PAY YOUR FARE AND FIGHT YOUR WAY INSIDE
‘CAUSE I’M

(REPEAT CHORUS)

MAN IF I COULD GET AWAY
JUST FOR A SINGLE DAY
MAN HAND TO GOD
ANYWHERE ON EARTH I’M NOT

(REPEAT CHORUS)

OH I’M CROWDED

I’M THATA’ BROKEN DOWN CAR IN EIGHT A.M. TRAFFIC
BUMPER TO BUMPER NOBODY LAUGHIN’ I’M CROWDED
I’M THE WAITRESS IN L.A. WAY PAST HER PRIME
SHOULDER TO SHOULDER HALF A MILE LINE I’M CROWDED


YOU DON'T KNOW A THING
(WRITTEN BY STEVE AZAR & RADNEY FOSTER)

WHEN YOU’RE YOUNG YOU THINK YOU KNOW IT ALL
YEAH YOU’RE HOT ROD COCKY
AND YOU STAND THERE LIKE A MAN AND SAY
THERE AIN’T NOTHIN’ STRONG ENOUGH TO STOP ME
‘TIL SOME BEAUTIFUL GIRL BARE LEGGED AND SANDLED
LOOSENS THE GRIP ON EVERYTHING YOU HAD HANDLED

YOU DON’T KNOW HOW TO DRIVE ‘TIL YA’ GETBEHIND THE WHEEL
AND YOU DON’T KNOW HOW TO PLAY ‘TIL YOU FINALLY TAKE THE FIELD
WELLYOU DON’T KNOW HOW IT’LL GO
WHERE IT’LL END UNTIL YOU CUT THE DEAL
YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT REALLY MATTERS UNTIL YOU RISK IT ALL
AIN’T NOTHIN’ THAT’S WORTH WINNIN’ iF LOSIN’S NOT INVOLVED
AND IF YOU’RE AFRAID TO GIVE AWAY YOUR HEART
AND FACE WHAT LOVE BRINGS
MAN YOU DON’T KNOW A THING

YOU GOT YOUR LIFE ALL PLANNED OUT
SURE LOOKS GOOD ON PAPER
‘TIL YOUR AMERICAN DREAM SMACKS UP AGAINST
THE RISING COST OF LABOR
’CAUSE THEY SHIPPED OFF EVERY JOB IN YOUR HOMETOWN
AND YOU LEARN HOW TO SURVIVE WHEN IT ALL GOES SOUTH

YOU DON’T KNOW HOW TO DRIVE ‘TIL YA’ GET BEHIND THE WHEEL
AND YOU DON’T KNOW HOWTO PLAY ‘TIL YOU FINALLY TAKE THE FIELD
WELL YOU DON’T KNOW HOW IT’LL GO
WHERE IT’LL END UNTIL YOU CUT THE DEAL
YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT REALLY MATTERS UNTIL YOU RISK IT ALL
AIN’T NOTHIN’ THAT’S WORTH WINNIN’
IF LOSIN’S NOT INVOLVED
AND IF YOU’RE AFRAID TO GIVE AWAY YOUR HEART
AND FACE WHAT LIFE BRINGS
MAN YOU DON’T KNOW A THING

WHEN YOU’RE ON YOUR KNEES ALL NIGHT
FOR A CHILD WITH A RAGIN’ FEVER
AND YOU REALIZE THIS MIGHT BE
THE LAST TIME YOU SEE HER
LIFE HOLDS ON AND FAITH HOLDS ON
AND LOVE HOLDS THAT LITTLE TINY HAND

YOU DON’T KNOW HOW TO DRIVE ‘TIL YOU GET BEHIND THE WHEEL
AND YOU DON’T KNOW HOW TO PRAY UNTIL YOU’RE SCARED OF WHAT YOU FEEL
AND IF YOU’RE AFRAID TO GIVE AWAY YOUR HEART
AND FACE WHAT LIFE BRINGS
MAN YOU DON’T KNOW A THING
YOU DON’T KNOW A THING
HEY YOU DON’T KNOW A THING


YOU'RE MY LIFE
(WRITTEN BY STEVE AZAR & RADNEY FOSTER)

YOU’RE MY FIRST MORNIN’ LIGHT
YOU’RE A WARM AND TENDER NIGHT
YOU’RE THE PEACE THAT I CLING TO IN THE DARK
YOU’RE A STRONG CUP OF COFFEE
AN ELEGANT GLASS OF WINE
THE FOOD THAT FEEDS MY HUNGRY SOUL
YOU’RE WHAT I THIRST FOR WHEN I’M DRY

ALL THE GOOD LOVE YOU GIVE ME
SO WILD SO PURE SO SWEET SO RIGHT
LIKE A SMOOTH ROLLIN’ RIVER
UP AGAINST THAT BLAZIN’ SUNSET SKY
YOU’RE THE DREAM THAT’S REAL THAT’S WHY
YOU’RE MY LIFE

YOU’RE MY PASSION YOU’RE MY HOME
YOU’RE THE HOPE THAT I HANG ON
YOU’RE THE WHEELS THAT KEEP US GOIN’ THROUGH IT ALL
YOU’RE THE SECOND WIND I ALWAYS CATCH
WHEN I GOT NO BREATH LEFT IN ME

REPEAT CHORUS

YOUR BEAUTY LEAVES ME SILENT
WHEN I LOOK INTO YOUR EYES
YOU’RE MY LIFE

REPEAT CHORUS
YOU’RE MY LIFE
YOU'RE MY LIFE
YOU'RE MY LIFE


STILL TRYIN' TO FIND MY WAY AROUND
(WRITTEN BY STEVE AZAR, NEAL COTY, & PHILLIP B. WHITE)

I TRIED ON COLLEGE PUMPED EXXON GAS
FELL FOR A POOR MANS’ DAUGHTER CUT A RICH MANS’ GRASS
LEARNED A LOTTA LESSONS THE HARD WAY
DONE A LITTLE LIVIN’ TO
BUT IF YOU THINK I GOT ALL THE ANSWERS
YEAH I REALLY GOT YOU FOOLED ‘CAUSE

I’M STILL TRYIN’ TO FIND MY WAY AROUND
STUMBLIN’ THROUGH THE (YOUR) WORLD LIKE I’M NEW IN TOWN
IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE WITHOUT A MAP
I‘M TOO DANG PROUD TO STOP AND ASK
STILL FALLIN’ IN LOVE WITH THE SAME SWEET WOMAN
DON‘T HAVE TO TELL ME I GOT ME A GOOD ONE
AND I’D LOVE TO THINK I’VE GOT THIS LIFE THING DOWN
I’M STILL TRYIN’ TO FIND MY WAY AROUND

I BET I KNOW YOU BETTER THAN ANYBODY ELSE
THERE‘S TIMES I’D SWEAR YOU’RE HEADIN’ RIGHT
AND SUDDENLY YOU’RE VEERIN’ LEFT
YOU GOT A HAND FULL OF LOOKS YOU GIVE ME
AND I ACT LIKE I KNOW ‘EM ALL
WHY CAN’T I THROW MY HANDS UP
AND JUST ADMIT I’M LOST

I’M STILL TRYIN’ TO FIND MY WAY AROUND
STUMBLIN’ THROUGH THE (YOUR) WORLD LIKE I’M NEW IN TOWN
IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE WITHOUT A MAP
I‘M TOO DANG PROUD TO STOP AND ASK
STILL FALLIN’ IN LOVE WITH THE SAME SWEET WOMAN
DON‘T HAVE TO TELL ME I GOT ME A GOOD ONE
AND I’D LOVE TO THINK I’VE GOT THIS LOVE THING DOWN
I’M STILL TRYIN’ TO FIND MY WAY AROUND

I’M IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE WITHOUT A MAP
AND TOO DANG PROUD TO STOP AND ASK
HOPELESSLY IN LOVE WITH THE SAME SWEET WOMAN
DON’T HAVE TO TELL ME I GOT ME A GOOD ONE
OH I’D LOVE TO THINK I’VE GOT THIS LIFE THING DOWN
I’M STILL TRYIN’ TO FIND MY WAY AROUND
TRYIN’ TO FIND MY WAY AROUND
TRYIN’ TO FIND MY WAY AROUND
TRYIN’ TO FIND MY WAY AROUND
TRYIN’ TO FIND MY WAY AROUND


EMPTY SPACES
(WRITTEN BY STEVE AZAR & RAFE VANHOY)

EIGHT POUNDS OF EMPTINESS CRYIN’ AND SCARED TO DEATH
THEY PULLED ME IN THIS LIFE AND LAID ME DOWN SO NICE ON MY MAMMA’S BREAST
FROM THE MOMENT MY EYES COULD SEE I‘VE BEEN LOOKIN’ FOR THE TRUTH BETWEEN
EVERYTHING I THOUGHT I WANTED AND WHAT I REALLY NEED TO MAKE ME COMPLETE
IT TOOK ‘TIL NOW TO FIGURE OUT WHAT IT ALL WAS ALL ABOUT

YOUR WHOLE LIFE’S IN SEARCH OF THE PIECES AND THE PARTS
THE ONES THAT WILL SATISFY THE HUNGER IN YOUR HEART
AND YOUR SOUL‘S JUST A HOLE
UNTIL YOU FILL IT WITH GOD’S GRACES
HOPIN’ BY THE TIME YOU‘VE LIVED YOUR LIFE
THERE’S NO MORE EMPTY SPACES

UNTIL I SAW YOUR ANGEL EYES I NEVER REALIZED
THAT ONE DAY OUT OF THE BLUE
SOMEONE BEAUTIFUL AS YOU WOULD CARE TO COME INSIDE
THROUGH EVERY HIGH AND LOW I‘VE LOVED YOU MORE THAN YOU KNOW
AND WITH YOUR TENDER LOVIN’ HANDS YOU TOUCHED THIS BARREN LAND
AND MADE OUR GARDEN GROW
NOW EVERY BLESSIN’ I RECEIVE IS ONE MORE REASON TO BELIEVE

REPEAT CHORUS

AND YOUR SOUL’S JUST A HOLE UNTIL YOU FILL IT WITH GOD‘S GRACES
HOPIN’ BY THE TIME YOU SAY GOODBYE THERE’S NO MORE EMPTY SPACES
NO MORE

EIGHT POUNDS OF EMPTINESS CRYIN’ AND SCARED TO DEATH
LORD THEY PULLED ME IN THIS LIFE AND LAID ME DOWN SO NICE ON MY MAMMA’S BREAST


WHAT'S WRONG WITH RIGHT NOW
(WRITTEN BY STEVE AZAR & JOHN KENNEDY)

WALK AWAY FROM THE WALLS THAT YOU’VE BEEN BANGIN’ ON
LAY DOWN YOUR DOWN AND LOW AND WAKE UP THE DAWN
WISH ON YOUR STAR AND LEAVE HEARTACHE ALONE
IF YOU‘RE GONNA’ DO IT YOU BETTER GET TO IT
‘FOR IT’S GONE LONG LONG GONE

SAVE A LITTLE LIGHT WHILE THE SUN IS SHININ’
TAKE A LITTLE TRIP PAST YOUR HORIZON
WRITE ANOTHER VERSE IN YOUR OPEN BOOK
LET EVERYBODY KNOW EVERY STEP YOU TOOK ON THE WAY
HOW LONG CAN YOU SAY
THAT SOMEHOW SOMEDAY
YOU’RE GONNA’ TURN IT AROUND
WHAT’S WRONG WITH RIGHT NOW

GO ON AND FILL IN THAT EMPTINESS WITH A BIG OL’ SMILE
KICK OFF YOUR LONELINESS AND JUST STAY A WHILE
THROW AWAY YOUR OLD CLOTHES
AND GET YOURSELF SOME STYLE
HERE’S YOUR CHANCE BETTER GO ON AND GET IT
‘FOR IT’S GONE LONG LONG GONE

REPEAT CHORUS

IT‘S SO PERFECTLY TIMED
IT’S SO SILVER LINED
IT’ STARIN’ YOU DOWN...SO WHAT’S WRONG WITH RIGHT NOW
HOW LONG CAN YOU SAY THAT SOMEHOW SOMEDAY
YOU’RE GONNA’ TURN IT AROUND
WHAT’S WRONG WITH RIGHT NOW


THE RIVER'S WORKIN'
(WRITTEN BY STEVE AZAR & RAFE VANHOY)

THE GOOD AND THE BAD ALWAYS COMES FROM UPSTREAM
WHEN IT’S GOOD IT’S NEVER AS GOOD AS IT SEEMS
YOU’RE EITHER SWIMMIN’ OR SINKIN' AND THERE’S NO IN BETWEEN
I LOOKED TO THE RIVER FOR A WHOLE LOT MORE
JUST LIKE MY DADDY AND HIS DADDY BEFORE
WAITIN’ ON OUR DREAMS TO WASH UP ON THE SHORE

WE QUIT SCHOOL AND GOT MARRIED TOO SOON
CONVINCED OURSELVES IT WAS THE RIGHT THING TO DO
BUT WE KNEW IN OUR HEARTS IT WAS CAUSE WE HAD TO
WHEN EVERY JOB ON LAND IN THIS TOWN FELL DEAD
I PROMISED YOU I’D FIND SOMETHIN’ INSTEAD
BUT HAD NOWHERE ELSE TO TURN WHEN SOMEBODY SAID...
HEY

THE RIVER’S WORKIN'
YEAH THE RIVER’S WORKIN'
AND IF YOU WANNA BE A WORKIN’ MAN
YOU GOTTA BREAK YOUR BACK AND BRUISE YOUR HANDS
SO GET ON BOARD AND BE GLAD YOU CAN
AND FORGET ABOUT THE PROMISE LAND
CAUSE THE RIVER’S WORKIN’

I WAKE UP IN THE MORNIN’ TO THE ENGINES CHURNIN’
6 HOURS OFF AND 6 HOURS BURNIN’
THINKIN’ ‘BOUT HOME AND WHEN THIS BOAT’LL BE TURNIN’
LIFE ON A TUG IS WAY TOO SLOW
WHEN YOU’RE FIGHTIN’THE CURRENT AND THE WATER’S TOO LOW
WITH A THOUSAND MORE MILES AND A MONTH TO GO

I SEE DECK HANDS AND PILOTS WAY PAST THEIR PRIME
AFTER ALL THESE YEARS THEY STILL DON’T HAVE A DIME
AND WE’RE ALL GETTIN’ OLD BEFORE OUR TIME
BUT IF YOU AIN’T WORKIN’ YOU’RE JUST LIVIN’ A LIE
AND IF YOU AIN’T LIVIN’ YOU’RE JUST WAITIN’ TO DIE
SO YOU ROLL WITH THE FLOW AND YOU DON’T ASK WHY...
WHEN

REPEAT CHORUS

AND IF YOU WANNA BE A WORKIN’ MAN
YOU GOTTA BREAK YOUR BACK AND BRUISE YOUR HANDS
IF YA‘ CAN’T DO WHATCHA’ WANT YOU DO WHAT YOU CAN
SO FORGET ABOUT THE PROMISE LAND
CAUSE THE RIVER’S WORKIN’

YOU BETTER TAKE IT BOY
CAN’T WAIT TO GET HOME TO KISS YOUR FACE
TELL OUR BABY I’LL BE HOME SOON


I WON'T LET YOU LEAD ME DOWN
(WRITTEN BY STEVE AZAR & WALT WILKINS)

I WON'T LET YOU LEAD ME DOWN
I'M GONNA TURN MYSELF AROUND
PULL A FULL BLOWN SMILE FROM A BOTTOMLESS FROWN
NO I WON'T LET YOU LEAD ME DOWN

I CAN’T BELIEVE THAT YOU TOOK ME THIS LOW
AND I BET YOU THINK I CAN’T LET GO
YOU LOVED ME SO BAD AND YOU HURT ME SO SLOW
IF I HAVE TO CRAWL MY WAY ON OUTTA THIS HOLE
YOU BETTER KNOW

I WON'T LET YOU LEAD ME DOWN
I’M GONNA TURN MYSELF AROUND
PULL A FULL BLOWN SMILE FROM A BOTTOMLESS FROWN
NO I WON'T LET YOU LEAD ME DOWN

YOU GOT A COOL DARK HEART AND A VELVET TOUCH
FINE SILK TONGUE THAT CAN LIE SO ROUGH
BURNED A VALLEY OF PAIN STRAIGHT THROUGH MY TRUST
NEXT TIME YOU WANNA DRIVE ME WRONG
I’LL BE GONE…LONG GONE…OH

CUT THE CHAINS, FLYIN’ FREE
ON MY WAY BACK TO HOW I USED TO BE
WON’T LOOK AT ME…HEY WON’T YOU LOOK AT ME

CHORUS

I WON'T LET YOU LEAD ME DOWN
I’M GONNA TURN MYSELF AROUND
PULL A FULL BLOWN SMILE FROM A BOTTOMLESS FROWN…NO
I WON'T LET YOU LEAD ME DOWN

REPEAT CHORUS X3

I WON’T LET YOU LEAD ME DOWN
I WON’T LET YOU LEAD ME DOWN


THE COACH
(WRITTEN BY STEVE AZAR, NEAL COTY, & A.J. MASTERS)

SILVER WHISTLE AND AN OLD CLIPBOARD
A POLO SHIRT AND A PAIR OF GREY SHORTS
IN THAT SUMMER HAZE REMEMBER THOSE TWO-A-DAYS
TOUGHER THAN A 10 POUND SACK OF NAILS
HE’D THROW DOWN HIS HAT AND START TO YELL
AT THE TOP OF HIS LUNGS FRONT AND CENTER SON

WHAT WERE YOU THINKIN’ ON THAT PLAY
TAKE A LAP AND WHEN YOU COME BACK
MAYBE YOU’LL DO THINGS MY WAY
LET ME TELL YOU WHY I DON’T LET THINGS SLIDE
IF YOU CAN LIVE THROUGH ME
BOY YOU CAN GET THROUGH LIFE
ROUND’ HERE WHAT I SAY GOES CAUSE I’M THE COACH

BROKE HIS RULES AND I RODE THE BENCH
I WAS PRETTY GOOD I COULD RUN I COULD CATCH
TOLD HIM THAT AIN’T FAIR
HE JUST GAVE ME THAT CONCRETE STARE
HE SAID SON IN LIFE THERE’S TWO REFEREES
ONE YOU CAN AND CANNOT SEE
AND WIN OR LOSE WELL THAT’S UP TO YOU

REPEAT CHORUS
I’M THE COACH

I HADN’T SEEN HIM IN YEARS
BUT IT WAS MUSIC TO MY EARS
WHEN I STOPPED BY PRACTICE TODAY
HIS HAIR’S A LITTLE GRAYER
HE’S GOT HIM A NEW CROP OF PLAYERS
AH BUT ONE THING HASN’T CHANGED

REPEAT CHORUS
OUT HERE WHAT I SAY GOES CAUSE I’M THE COACH
I’M THE COACH X2


PRELUDE (HOME)
(WRITTEN BY STEVE AZAR)

I WAS GONE
FOR WAY TOO LONG
BUT YA’ CAME AROUND
AND TOOK ME HOME

I WAS LOST
COULDN’T FIND THE STRENGTH
BUT YA’ TURNED THE STONE
CARRIED ME HOME

NOW THE SKY IS SO MUCH BLUER
THE RIVER’S LESS LIKE MUD
AND THE WAY I FEEL ABOUT MYSELF
IS A WHOLE LOT MORE LIKE LOVE

CAUSE I WAS GONE
FOR WAY TOO LONG
BUT YA’ HELD MY HAND
LED ME... HOME
I’M FINALLY HOME

FLATLANDS
(WRITTEN BY STEVE AZAR & ROGER MURRAH)

DRIVIN’ THIS ‘75 CADILLAC
I GOT THE TOP ROLLED BACK
ON A SOUTHERN BORN UNCLOUDY DAY
DOWN A LONG STRETCH OF HIGHWAY
I KNOW THIS DAY’S GONNA BE MY FRIEND
AS LONG AS I’M HERE
BABY IN THE FLATLANDS
MISSISSIPPI FLATLANDS

SEPTEMBER FIELDS WHITE AS SNOW
A THOUSAND ACRES OF COTTON ROWS
SWEET GOSPEL PREACHIN’ IN THE AIR
AMAZING GRACE IS EVERYWHERE
SO DOWN TO EARTH HERE IN THE PALM OF HEAVEN‘S HAND
BABY THAT’S THE FLATLANDS
MISSISSIPPI FLATLANDS

I SAW AN OLD BLUES MAN ON 61
(THAT’S A HIGHWAY WHERE I’M FROM)
PLAYIN’ SLIDE GUITAR WITH A LOADED GUN
HE’S GOT DELTA MUD RUNNIN’ THROUGH HIS VEINS
AND WHEN HE SINGS HIS SONGS
YOU CAN FEEL THE PAIN
LORD HE MAY HAVE A BROKEN HEART BUT HE’S GOT MAGIC HANDS
WHERE ELSE BUT IN THE DOWN HOME EVER LOVIN’
HEART BREAKIN’ NO MISTAKIN’
MIGHTY OLE MUDDY MISSISSIPPI FLATLANDS

WELCOME TO MISSISSIPPI


BLUESTUNE (feat. Jason Young)
(WRITTEN BY STEVE AZAR & JASON YOUNG)

LIKE EVERY ALLEY AND LEFT TURN
IN MY HOME TOWN
EVERY INCH OF YOUR BODY BABY
I KNOW MY WAY AROUND
IF YOU’RE LOOKIN’ FOR A WITNESS
TO TELL YA’ HOW I FEEL
NOBODY LOVES YOU LIKE I DO BABY
NOBODY EVER WILL

EVERY SECOND EVERY MINUTE IT’S TRUE
I’M AWAY FROM YOU IS A WASTE OF MY TIME
EVERYTHING YA’ KNOW I EVER DO
WHEN I’M AWAY FROM YOU
IS A WASTE OF TIME

IF I THOUGHT I’D EVER LOSE YOU
I’D CHEAT TO WIN
IF I ONLY HAD NINE DARLIN’ I’D GIVE YA’ TEN
I‘VE BEEN AROUND THE WORLD TWICE
TRIED EVERYTHING
BUT ONE TASTE OF YOUR LOVIN’
TOOK AWAY THE PAIN (HEAR ME NOW)

EVERY SECOND EVERY MINUTE IT’S TRUE
I’M AWAY FROM YOU IS A WASTE OF MY TIME
EVERYTHING YA’ KNOW I EVER DO
WHEN I’M AWAY FROM YOU
IS A WASTE OF TIME

EVERY SECOND EVERY MINUTE IT’S TRUE
I’M AWAY FROM YOU IS A WASTE OF MY TIME
EVERYTHING YA’ KNOW I EVER DO
WHEN I’M AWAY FROM YOU
IT’S JUST A WASTE OF TIME


INDIANOLA
(WRITTEN BY STEVE AZAR)

IT WAS AT THE END OF INDIANOLA
WITH A NOD GOODBYE AND A GOOD TO KNOW YA’
AND WITH A PROMISE THAT I MADE
SWEARIN’ I’D BE BACK SOMEDAY
TO SAY I TOLD YA’
IT WAS AT THE END OF INDIANOLA

DREAMS WILL HAVE YOU CHASIN’ ALL SORTS OF THINGS THAT’LL COST YA’
AND LOVE DON’T ALWAYS UNDERSTAND HOW MUCH THEY MEAN
THAT’S WHY I LOST YA’
I GAVE IN TO TEMPTATION AND TOOK HIGHWAY 49
THERE’S CONSEQUENCES CROSSIN’ THAT CITY LIMIT LINE
BUT IT DIDN’T CHANGE MY MIND

I WAS AT THE END OF INDIANOLA
WITH A WAVE GOODBYE AND A GOOD TO KNOW YA’
WEARIN‘ A PROMISE THAT I MADE
SWEARIN’ I‘D BE BACK SOMEDAY
TO SAY I TOLD YA’
IT WAS AT THE END OF INDIANOLA

PRIDE STUBBORN AS IT EVER WAS EVERY BIT AS FOOLISH
FORGIVENESS YEAH I BELIEVE IN WHAT IT DOES
I JUST CAN’T DO IT
THIS OLD ROAD AND MY SOUL FULL OF POTHOLES AND FULL OF SCARS
BUT NO MATTER HOW BAD I WANT TO
I WON’T TURN AROUND THIS CAR
OH I SHOULD OF KNOWN FROM THE START

SHE WAS AT THE END OF INDIANOLA
WITH A KISS GOODBYE AND A GOOD TO KNOW YA’
LIVIN’ WITH A PROMISE THAT I MADE
SWEARIN’ I’D BE BACK SOMEDAY
TO SAY I TOLD YA’ THEN I’D HOLD YA...
IT WAS AT THE END OF INDIANOLA