Billy Joe Shaver
Billy Joe Shaver
Billy Joe Shaver
Billy Joe Shaver
Billy Joe Shaver
Billy Joe Shaver
Billy Joe Shaver
Billy Joe Shaver
Billy Joe Shaver
Billy Joe Shaver
A song on the clouds is a-rolling by slowly
While me and my pencil ain't making a scratch
This is a hard way to go but it's all I've got going
Wherever I'm going I won't leave no tracks
The hill I've been climbing just turned to a mountain
I'm caught in the backwash of cheap talk and wine
To tell you the truth, I don't think I can make it
'Cause I'm going crazy in 3/4 time
I said to myself on the day that you left me
If I see what I sound like would I be so blind
But it's all in the search of a perfect companion
And I thought I had found one till you said goodbye
The hill I've been climbing just turned to a mountain
I'm caught in the backwash of cheap talk and wine
To tell you the truth, I don't think I can make it
'Cause I'm going crazy in 3/4 time
Yes, I'm going crazy in 3/4 time