Lyrics: Earl Stillson
Music: David Nelson
Played by the David Nelson Band and the New Riders of the Purple Sage.
See a year of my life in every lady's face
Sitting here at the bar
A crowded lonely well I wonder how in the hell
I ever got this far
Broken hearts and promises litter the floor
Another broken heart coming through that door
Sometimes I wish these eyes couldn't see so far
See so far
All these high-flying hopes that these pilgrims had
In graduation year
Started fading away with each passing day
Until they all disappear
None of them planned on ending up here
Starting with bourbon and finish with beer
I wish these eyes of mine could find a good way out of here
Somebody wants some sympathy
Maybe they need a tear from me
But if I don't manage to cry in my beer
It's only because I've been dry for a year
Sometimes I wish these eyes couldn't see so clear
See so clear
See a year of my life in every lady's face
Sitting here at the bar
It's a loss of grace in a downtown place
Don't want to see no more
Broken hearts and promises on the floor
Another broken heart coming through that door
Sometimes I wish these eyes couldn't see so far
See so far
Somebody wants some sympathy
Maybe they need a tear from me
But if I don't manage to cry in my beer
It's only because I've been dry for a year
Sometimes I wish these eyes couldn't see so clear
See so clear
Recordings | |||||
Date | Album | Recorded By | |||
1997 | Keeper Of The Key | David Nelson Band |