I want it to be you and me.
[sighs] -Wait. Richey, don't.
[Richey] Marry me.
dramatic music
I'm always gonna take care of you.
[Tammy exhales heavily]
[Richey] That feel good to you, sugar?
[Jones] This next song was written
by my soon-to-be husband-in-law.
Kill his mic.
[cheers and applause]
Go to hell, George.
I'll tell the devil you sent me.
Haven't really been myself for the past few years.
And, um, ever since I can remember, I've had pain.
[Jones] That's not the way it's gotta be.
It's not.
[gun cocks]
What you doing, Possum?
Who's gonna save you now, little Jesus?
What, you gonna shoot me, George?
[person screams]
One, two, three!
The Maggots' "(Let's Get, Let's Get) Tammy Wynette"
I jumped in her car at the shopping center
To my gun she will surrender
Knock her all around, bruise her face
Drop her on the ground in some unknown place
She's so scared, she's so upset
Let's get, let's get Tammy Wynette
[panting]
[banging on window, doorknob rattling]
Let's beat her up badly just for fun
When we get through, she won't be able to run
Carve her face with my pocketknife
[Junette] Get your britches on.
You won't believe who's outside.
Honey, what happened to you?
[panting]
He tried to kill me. -Aw.
Let's get, let's get Tammy Wynette
gentle guitar music
[camera shutter snaps, flashbulb whirs]
[sputters breathily]
[judge] What do you have to say for yourself?
[camera shutter snaps]
[sighs, quacks, chuffs]
Oh, it's a mystery why anyone would want to hurt me.
[judge] You don't seem to understand
the gravity of your situation.
Mr. Jones, you stand charged with the attempted murder
of Earl "Peanutt" Montgomery.
How do you plead?
[quacks]
[judge] This is an arraignment, Mr. Jones,
not an episode of Hee Haw.
[Tammy] I was at the Hillsdale Mall,
and I walked to my car. -[camera shutter snaps]
There was a man waiting there.
He had a stocking on his face.
He put a gun in my back, and he told me to drive.
And then at some point, he made me pull over,
and he started arguing with another man.
And then...
that man took the wheel,
and he started driving another 80 miles...
to Pulaski.
And then they pushed me out of the car,
strangled me with a pantyhose,
punched me, and left me for dead.
Mr. Jones, you're facing 20 years to life.
[sighs]
I'm an alcoholic, sir.
I have been for quite a while.
Been messed up in drugs for a couple years now, too.
And I lost pretty much everything because of it.
[reporter] How will this affect your tour?
Oh, no, I'm not gonna miss any engagement,
not a single one.
Starting tomorrow,
we're going out on a ten-city tour.
And you can bet your bottom dollar,
every stop is gonna get a hell of a show.
[Tammy] Make sure you print this--
there's no way any bad man
will ever intimidate Tammy Wynette.
I've probably been a very unliked person...
among family and...
...and my friends,
like somebody who was heartless.
I saved it all for the songs, you know.
I-I...
I knew I was supposed to love person to person,
but I just failed miserably.
And, uh, I know that that's what I wanted,
but I just didn't know how to do it.
[reporter] Did George Jones have anything to do with this?
soft dramatic music
No.
I have no assets other than my voice,
and I'm hoping you'll let me use it to reestablish myself
as a man and entertainer
and purge myself of contempt.
Thank you all for coming.
I made some lemonade if anyone is thirsty.
[Peanutt] George.
It's awfully Christian of you to reconsider my fate.
[Charlene] We're not going down in the books of history
as the folks who ended George Jones.
[Jones] If he ever gets an ending.
God help us.
I'd say I'm sorry, but...
my sorries ain't worth a damn.
George, you want to get better...
you know where the house is.
Come on. Let's go.
[door clicks open, zipper scratches]
Get out.
[door clicks shut]
[Richey sighs]
Seeing you with those bruises
and knowing that I'm the man
who hurt Tammy Wynette,
it's not who I am.
You covered your wife with bruises
two days before she had to go on tour.
That is the man you are.
[sighs]
[sniffles]
Do you have any idea how much it hurts me to know
that you'll always be in love with him?
Sorry.
[sighs]
I know I don't have the place...
in your heart that George Jones has.
For all his faults, Jones tells the truth.
You turned me into a liar.
Mm.
[voice breaking] I just love you so damn much.
[mellow guitar music playing]
I've never seen your face
Or even shook your hand
[Jones groans]
I've never heard your voice
But your word
I understand
I've always heard your name
And believed right from the start
No, I don't have to see you
'Cause I know you
By heart
I can see you in the flower
That blooms in the spring
I can see you in the morning
As the pretty robin
Sings
Thank you, sir.
You're the light that I see shining
When I'm alone in the dark
No, I don't have to see you
'Cause I know you
By heart
You're the man that walked on water
You're the man that calmed the sea
No, I don't have to see you
'Cause I know you
By heart
[soft piano music playing]
[engine rumbling]
[engine revving]
[revving continues]
melancholy music
[revving continues]
[cheers and applause]
That is a friendly crowd.
Do you hear how much they love you?
Thank you, sugar. You're so sweet.
I got a call scheduled with the coast in an hour,
and, uh, there is talk of doing a featurette
about your ordeal on That's Incredible!
Hmm? Gonna parlay that into some acting turns,
maybe your own cooking show.
What do you think of that, sugar?
Well, if it's good publicity, then so be it.
[Richey sighs] Well, camera's always been a friend to you.
Mm. -[Richey] Here you go.
Oh, Hollywood Squares wants you.
And I said, "Only if my Tammy gets to be in the center."
So we'll have to wait for Paul Lynde's vacation,
but, you know...
I think it'd be-- I think it would be a great--
[person] Hey, buddy, you gotta sign in.
[Richey] Huh? I--All right.
[sighs] Oh, thank you.
Here you go.
[sighs] This is a-- -[clears throat]
This is a "Patsy Cline after the car wreck" moment.
She came back stronger than ever.
[sighs]
I'm so proud of us.
[groans] -Right?
Don't touch me.
[announcer] Ladies and gentlemen,
please put your hands together
and give a warm Memphis welcome
for the first lady of country music,
Tammy Wynette!
[cheers and applause]
[crowd] Tammy! Tammy!
Tammy! Tammy! Tammy!
[Billy] What happened to you two?
[Jones] Me. You.
Everybody.
My best. Cracking up, both of you.
She's not okay.
[sighs] Nope.
[Richey] I went to get her, take her away from him.
She just shut me out.
[Billy] I got a song for you. -Hmm?
It's a good song
about a man who loved a woman so hard,
he didn't stop loving her till the day he died.
Well, that sounds fun.
I want your voice on it.
I want to strangle you.
Tammy left me, too, George.
I gave her that name.
She run off with it.
[Jones] Mm-mm. She earned it.
Well...
I know now what it's like to watch her walk away.
Yeah.
Oh, she married that ugly fart.
[Billy] Mm.
[quacking] Boy, oh, boy.
I should have done more to stop it.
You can't stop her.
She's not the stopping kind. That's her beauty.
I think you still got it in you, Jones.
Mm.
[Billy] Let's give 'em a good "fuck you."
[chuckles]
[switch clicks] -[Lou] Quonset Hut Studio B.
"He Stopped Loving Her Today."
George Jones, artist. Take 256.
[slurps]
[Billy] George.
How you doing, buddy?
Gonna try this again, okay?
It's just too sad.
It's-- -[Billy] Mm-hmm.
I--it's too sad, Billy.
Well, just get two more lines out for me today.
You can come back in tomorrow, sing a few more.
We got nothing but time.
Yeah.
Okay.
[Billy] All right.
Good man.
Okay, let's, uh, take it from the bridge.
[sighs]
[door clicks shut]
[mumbling indistinctly]
[sniffs]
[Lou] "He Stopped Loving Her Today,"
take 256.
[exhales heavily]
tense music
[sniffs]
Son of a bitch.
[sighs, sniffs]
[Billy] Everybody take five.
[quacking indistinctly]
[indistinct quacking continues]
That is very generous, but, uh, Tammy's new rider
stipulates an entourage of 25.
[mixer whirring] I know, but the business
keeps growing, and so does her needs.
[timer dings]
We are rethinking the wardrobe.
We want it to mirror this new fitness craze,
sort of a rodeo cowgirl
meets Jazzercise combo, yeah.
Hard to forget the love we shared
[Tammy] Mm, there's my birthday girl.
Hey, what's wrong, Bits?
Bad men are still out there.
[Tammy] No, honey.
There's no bad men out there, right?
You're gonna have a happy birthday.
You want to go outside
and finish hanging up the streamers?
Hmm? -Mm-hmm.
Okay, go.
[phone rings]
First Lady Acres.
Wynette. -[Tammy] You can't call me.
All business needs to go through Richey now.
[Billy] It's George.
Come on, Tammy. You owe me one.
[snoring]
[door clicks open]
[Billy] Hey. -Hey.
[Billy] Thanks for coming.
You get 30 minutes, and that's it.
I'm not staying here all night.
Well...
you're the only one who can get this out of him.
You okay?
All right. Sit here, honey.
[clears throat]
George, you gotta wake up.
[groans]
Wynette wants to hear your new song.
[grunts]
I told her you were waiting for her to show up
so you could sing it to her,
let her know how you feel.
Hey, Tammy.
Why you keep driving by my house, George?
Just to see if I'm really gone.
What do you say we just go for the whole thing?
[switch clicks]
[sniffs]
[sighs, sputters, groans, sniffs]
[clears throat, sniffs]
He said, "I'll love you till I die"
[soft music playing]
She told him, "You'll forget in time"
As the years went slowly by
She still preyed upon his mind
He kept her picture on his wall
Went half-crazy now and then
He still loved her through it all
Hoping she'd come back again
Kept some letters by his bed
Dated 1962
He had underlined in red
Every single "I love you"
I went to see him just today
Oh, but I didn't see no tears
All dressed up to go away
First time I'd seen him smile in years
He stopped loving her today
They placed a wreath upon his door
And soon they'll carry him away
He stopped loving her today
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
[Jones] You know, she came to see him one last time.
[Millie] Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
[Jones] Oh, and we all wondered if she would.
[Millie] Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
And it kept running through my mind.
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
This time, he's over her for good.
He stopped loving her today
They placed a wreath upon his door
And soon they'll carry him away
He stopped loving her
Today
You're a son of a bitch.
[door clicks open and shut]
[switch clicks]
[engine turning over]
[Jones] Virginia!
Virginia.
Virginia, stop! Stop. Virginia.
[Tammy] George, please, don't stop me.
George. -[Jones] I-I'm--
I'm so--I'm gonna-- I'm gonna--
I'm gonna get it right. -I know. I know you are.
[Jones] I'm gonna try so hard, baby.
I'm gonna try so hard. Please.
[Tammy] Okay. -Please.
Okay.
You come and see me and Georgette when you do.
[Jones] I'm gonna get right. -Okay?
You come see us, George. -[Jones] I will.
Okay. You come see us. -I will.
mellow guitar music
[Peanutt sighs]
You ain't gon' shoot me, are you?
No.
I need--
I need--I need--
[Peanutt] Okay, come on.
I need--
All bound for Mu Mu Land, hey
The KLF's "Justified Ancient (Stand by the JAMs)"
Hey, hey
All bound for Mu Mu Land
Mu Mu Land
All bound for Mu Mu Land
They're justified, and they're ancient
And they like to roam the land
They're justified, and they're ancient
I hope you understand
They called me up in Tennessee
They said, "Tammy, stand by the JAMs"
What the fuck is this song?
But if you don't like what they're gonna do
It's hip. It's now. It's keeping us current.
[Tammy] 'Cause they're coming through
This is a surprise, Georgette.
Every time I come to the house, she's asleep.
Only time I ever see her on her feet's when she's working.
Yeah, she needs it to save her strength.
Poor thing hasn't been all right since...
the day you were born.
[Tammy] Can we--sorry, can we stop?
[person] Cut! -[bell rings]
[Tammy] Sorry, everybody. Richey.
Excuse me. -[Tammy] I just--I--Richey?
[Richey] Yeah. I'm right here.
[indistinct chatter]
[Tammy groans]
Okay.
Mama, hey.
Oh, honey.
Um, just give me a minute. I'll--
[grunts]
[Jones] Oh, there's bad in everything.
I dislike people misusing something that I love so much,
and it goes beyond money, all the glory.
I just really love this music that I'm a part of,
and I can't stand to see what they're doing to it.
But I've learned to live with it
because that's what they've done.
They come in with the modern sound.
I call it modern pop.
It's not country anymore. Mm.
How long have you been on the straight and narrow?
This time? -[laughs]
I'm not being funny with you, son.
Being a drunk like me isn't something that just goes away.
But day by day, I try.
And right now I'm doing pretty good.
And the good stretches, thank the Lord,
are getting longer and longer.
[DJ] Speaking for myself,
I think we all miss the wild George.
I don't.
[DJ] How's Tammy?
[inhales sharply] She's fine.
She's living her life, and I'm living mine.
You met my Nancy?
[DJ] I did. -Yeah.
She really puts up with me,
manages my business like a trouper.
What's Tammy think of you being married to someone else?
I think we've both gotten used to having moved on.
You know, one thing I think you'll hear
on the new record-- -Is it hard to stay
on the straight and narrow around her?
Just don't think he'd understand
She's walking her path. I'm walking mine.
[Marcia Clark on TV] The circumstances of the search
are irrelevant to the trial before the trier of fact.
That is a legal issue that the court--
[Tammy] Did she seem upset to you?
I barely had a chance to talk to her.
[Richey] She understands.
I want to bring the girls
and all the kids down to Florida.
Mm. Next month.
Mm-mm, this month.
[grunts]
[sighs]
You want another?
[Tammy] Mm-hmm.
[grunts]
You can't this month,
'cause you have to go to New York
and promote the new single.
Well, then bring the girls to New York.
[Richey] Do you really want to spend money on that?
You buy yourself any new furs lately?
[Richey] Let me handle it.
Last time I let you handle it,
we ended up in Chapter 11.
[Richey sighs] -Let you handle it.
We'll be homeless.
[bus rumbling]
[hydraulics hissing, engine sputtering]
[Richey] Oh, you have got to be kidding me.
Again? After what I've spent on this bus?
[door opens, closes]
Don't pay to buy American no more.
Get it running. -Yes, sir.
[person speaking indistinctly on TV]
Here's the moment from every angle.
Our team coverage begins with Shannon Hartley,
who is live with a look at the wreckage.
[Shannon on TV] Thank you, Pete.
Today these workers say the cleanup
will wait for another day.
The once-great Landmark hotel...
[Shannon continues indistinctly]
dramatic music
See the parking lot going up in a cloud of dust and smoke.
[bed whirring]
She wouldn't want him to see her like this.
[ventilator whirring]
[knock at door]
[Nancy] You ready?
No. -[Nancy] It's a long drive.
Don't think you're not going to say goodbye.
I'm serious, George.
Your mother has undergone 27 major surgeries.
Her intestines are completely blocked.
Her bile duct is infected.
You need to be prepared.
This was an overdose.
Our mother's a drug addict.
All of her adhesions and the blockages,
caused by abusing painkillers prescribed by men like you.
[footsteps approaching]
[Jones] Mm. -[Georgette] Daddy.
Hey.
I know.
[sniffs] Hmm.
You get your skinny ass up, Virginia.
You can do it.
You get up, and we'll show 'em we ain't done yet.
[sighs]
Just a closer walk
With Thee
[sniffs]
Grant it, Jesus
Hear my plea
Daily walking
Close to Thee
Let it be
Dear Lord
Let it be
I am weak
But Thou art strong
Jesus, keep me
From all wrong
Mama. Hey.
My love.
I'll be satisfied
As long
[moans]
As I walk
Let me walk
Close to Thee
Jones was here.
I'd get struck by lightning to see him--I don't care.
Tammy and George waited so long
to make this lovely duet and this album.
We want to know why it took so long to start up again,
get on the tour.
[cheers and applause]
[Richey] Nancy, I need to talk to you
about this souvenir split.
Now, if it's Tammy that's on the T-shirt,
I don't see how you get that money.
It needs to be one pot, 50/50.
[Richey] Look, let's just--
Bet I walk on water next.
Don't give yourself so much credit.
[Nancy] So if you're making a sale
on a shirt with the two of them on it,
our camp doesn't see any of that action.
I just want to be clear. -She's a pip.
[Richey] All right, can-- let me show you.
[Jones] Yeah, they suit each other, huh?
[Tammy] Mm.
[Jones] You just keep writing.
I swear, I haven't written a song since the '70s.
[Tammy] Yeah, it's been a while for me, too.
I inspire you.
[Tammy laughs]
[lighter clicking]
[lighter snaps closed] -[Jones inhales sharply]
Oh, I can't smoke anymore.
I know.
I can't drink. -Mm.
I ought to have Richey put bourbon in my drip
just to tease you.
You're mean. -Mm. I know you can take it.
What's in there, anyway?
Nutrients. There's the liquid protein.
I think there's some vitamins, B6 or 12.
I don't...
Well, that sounds fun.
It's a party.
[Georgette] You doing okay? -Yeah, oh, yeah, never better.
Thank you, hon.
You look pretty today, honey.
Um...
thank you.
[Tammy] Is my lipstick okay? -Oh, Mama, you look beautiful.
[Jones] Well, how do I look?
Good.
She hates me.
Well, you missed her graduation.
You missed her marriage...
birth of her kids, her divorce.
You said you'd come.
You never did.
She doesn't hate you.
She just doesn't know you.
You can change that.
Mr. Jones, Ms. Wynette.
Oh, honey, it's Tammy.
Tammy. [chuckles] They're ready for you.
[Tammy] Thank you.
[cheers and applause]
["Golden Ring" playing]
[cheers and applause]
In a pawnshop in Chicago
On a sunny summer day
A couple gazes at the wedding rings
There on display
She smiles and nods her head
As he says, "Honey, that's for you
It's not much, but it's the best that I can do"
[cheers and applause]
[both] Golden ring
With one tiny little stone
Waiting there
For someone to take it home
By itself
It's just a cold metallic thing
Only love can make a golden wedding ring
In a little wedding chapel
Later on that afternoon
An old upright piano
Plays that old familiar tune
[Jones] Tears roll down her cheeks
Happy thoughts run through her head
As he whispers low
"With this ring, I thee wed"
[both] Golden ring
With one tiny little stone
Shining ring
Now at last, it's got a home
By itself
It's just a cold metallic thing
Only love can make
A golden wedding ring
Hey, Tammy, I want to ask you a question.
What are you doing, George?
Now, come on, now!
I was about to ask you a question!
That's what we do, right?
[Tammy] What is it you want to ask me?
Are you happy?
You know I am, George. You know I am. Are you?
[cheers and applause]
In a small two-room apartment
As they fight their final round
He says, "You won't admit it
But I know you're leaving town"
Tammy says, "One thing's for certain
I don't love you anymore, George"
And throws down that cheap little ring
As she walks out the door
I never said that.
[both] Golden ring
With one tiny little stone
Cast aside
Like the love that's dead and gone
By itself
It's just a cold metallic thing
Only love can make
A golden wedding ring
In a pawnshop in Chicago
On a sunny summer day
Where's your husband?
At the venue,
counting money with your wife. [chuckles]
Well, that ought to take a while.
[both] Golden ring
soft music
[Jones] Yeah.
What? Don't look at that.
Don't look at that.
Doesn't take that long to count money.
Yeah.
Well, there's a lot of people in there.
Sold a lot of T-shirts
and hot dogs and... -[chuckles]
...lollipops,
piña coladas... -[laughs]
...balloons.
[Tammy laughing]
I'm gonna go straighten up now.
And that little-- that little puppet set.
Oh, you stop it. -Yeah.
I'm gonna go straighten up. -All right.
You do that.
You better straighten up.
All right.
Whoops.
Jones. -Whoops.
[Tammy] Mm-mm. -What?
[Tammy] Let me fix this.
You can't walk out of here looking like that.
[Jones] Mm.
That's better. -Mm-hmm.
[zipper scratches]
[zipper scratching]
[Tammy sighs]
[Jones sighs]
What kind of lyrics are these?
"To Jackie, all my crystal.
"To Georgette, all my shoes
"'cause she's the one who can fit 'em.
"To Gwen, my Jaguar.
To Tina"--
I think you should leave now.
Wynette, no.
Mm-mm.
[chuckles]
My girls are gonna be set.
Richey's gonna be here soon, so I think you need to leave.
Come on.
Get going, old man.
[door slides open and shut]
[footsteps approaching]
[Jones sighs]
[sighs, sniffs]
Your mama isn't writing songs in her notepads.
I know.
Mm-hmm.
Mm.
I thought after everything she went through,
things would get different.
Nothing ever gets different with you two.
[sighs]
She's still on that stuff.
She never stopped.
Mama's dying.
And what are you doing about it?
Oh, I don't have words, really, anymore,
no words for any of this, baby.
"Baby"?
I'm sorry.
My whole life's been nothing but noise,
the big show, bunch of strangers loving me
for what seemed like nothing.
And the worse I got, the more they loved me.
The only reason strangers can love me
is 'cause they don't know me.
They don't have to feel what I did.
They never get close enough
to find out what I'm capable of.
Do you hear yourself talking about yourself?
If me and you could go somewhere quiet...
...then I could know you, and you could know me.
D-do something, Daddy.
[sobs] -[Jones shushing]
Oh, oh, Georgette. I know. I know.
I know. I know. [shushing] -[sobbing]
I know.
[machine whirs]
Come on. Are you--
[Jones] Hey. Hey.
Hey!
What kind of man are you, huh?
Don't put your hands on me! -You're killing her!
You watch your mouth.
I'll watch nothing! I know what you're doing!
Unlike you,
I've been a right dutiful man to Tammy Wynette.
I haven't done anything for her that she hasn't asked me to.
That how you sleep at night?
Yeah. How do you sleep?
Oh. Well, let me tell you something, son.
If anything happens to her,
I'm coming for you.
You hear me?
[Tammy] Hey.
Come on, now, we're too old to be making scenes.
[Richey] You see what he did to me?
I saw.
[breathing heavily]
"Help Me Make It Through The Night"
[Tammy] Take the ribbon from my hair
Shake it loose and let it fall
Laying soft against your skin
Like the shadows on the wall
Come and lay down by my side
Till the early-morning light
All I'm taking is your time
Help me make it through the night
I don't care
What's right or wrong
I don't try to understand
Let the devil take tomorrow
Lord, tonight I need a friend
Yesterday is dead and gone
And tomorrow's out of sight
I don't want to be alone
Help me make it through the night
[humming]
And it's sad to be alone
Help me make it through the night
I don't want to be alone
[chuckles]
Help me make it through the night
[cheers and applause]
[laughs]
Oh, I love you all.
[laughs]
I just wanted to-- I'm feeling wonderful.
[cheers and whistles] -[laughs]
I'm so happy to be here.
All right, George, get on out here.
[cheers and applause] -[chuckles]
[person] Come on, George!
[cheers and applause continue]
[crowd] George! George! George! George!
George! George! George! George!
[Jones] Hey.
How about this lady right here, Tammy Wynette?
She's the queen. -[cheers and applause]
[Richey] Check those spark plugs!
[clattering]
Well, now, that's gonna kill you, ain't it?
Shh!
You be quiet.
The bus always breaks down,
but we always get it going again.
[coughs]
We don't need it. I got us a car.
[door closes] -You gonna kidnap me?
We don't have to keep doing this.
We can just leave,
get as far away from here as we can.
We can get you fixed up.
We can get you off this stuff.
I promise.
[Tammy] Your wife's in there
talking to my husband about extending the tour.
[Jones] Nobody talked to me about that.
Well, that's what you're gonna do,
come with me to Birmingham and then Poughkeepsie
and then 20 other cities and then Europe.
Oh, Virginia.
Please.
[sighs] Look at us, Glenn.
Hey.
We did it before.
soft music
Look at me.
[chuckles softly]
I'll take you anywhere you want to go.
I think we're going in opposite directions.
Don't have to.
You're too late.
[groans]
[engine turning over]
[engine revving]
[revving continues]
[engine revs]
[keys jingle, engine shuts off]
[hydraulics hissing]
Get on, Possum.
Don't get excited.
We just couldn't get it going.
[engine turning over]
Oh, you couldn't get it going. -[Tammy] Mm-mm.
[Jones groans]
I'm a rolling stone
All alone and lost
For a life of sin
I paid the cost
[both] When I pass by
All the people say
Just another guy -[guitar joins in]
On the lost highway
Just a deck of cards
And a jug of wine
And a woman's lies
Makes a life like mine
[all] On the day we met
I went astray
I started rolling down
That lost highway
[Jones and Tammy] I was just a lad
Nearly 22
Neither good nor bad
Just a kid like you
And now I'm lost
Too late to pray
Lord, I paid the cost
On the lost highway
Now, boys, don't start
Your rambling round
On this road of sin
Are you sorrow bound
Take my advice
Or you'll curse the day
You started rolling down
That lost highway
Take my advice
Or you'll curse the day
You started rolling down
That lost highway