Clear Hearts Grey Flowers
You're the weapons of war
You're the irony of justice
And the father of law
I've been waiting for awhile to
meet you
For the chance to shake your
hand
To give you thanks for all the
suffering you command
And when all is over and we
return to dust
Who will be my judge and which
one do I trust?
Angst...
You're the champion of sorrow
You're the love and the pain
You're the fighter of evil
Yet you're one and the same
Been waiting awhile to meet you
For the chance to shake your
hand
To give
Are You Sure Hank Done It This Way
It's the same old tune, fiddle and guitar
Where do we take it from here
Rhinestone suits and new shiny cars
We've been the same way for years
We need to change
Somebody told me when I got to Nashville
Son you finally got it made
Old Hank made it here, we’re all sure that you will
But I don't think Hank done it this way
I don't think Hank done it this way
Ten years down the road, making one night stands
Speeding my young life away
Tell me one more time just so I understand
Are you sure Hank done it this way
Did Ol' Hank really do it this way?
I've seen the world with a five piece band
Looking at the back side of me
Singing my songs and one of his now and then
But I don't think Hank done 'em this a'way
No I don't think Hank done 'em this a'way
Take it home