Sierra Ferrell - Trail Of Flowers Lyrics
American Dreaming
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Wake up again in an old motel
Is it somewhere different, I can't tell
Every set of curtains opens to the open road
And I'm missing you like hell
This van is like a prison cell
And I know you have gone with her and I can't go back home
I've been American dreamin', oh-whoa-oh
I'm American dreamin', oh-whoa-oh
I'm American dreamin', oh-whoa
But I never seem to get no rest
I should get some rest today
Then pack my bags, be on my way
But my mind's always workin' on the way it could have been
Tryin' to tow a tight rope line
Find a way to feel half fine
Without drownin' in this wine and callin' you again
I've been American dreamin', oh-whoa-oh
I'm American dreamin', oh-whoa-oh
I'm American dreamin', oh-whoa
But I never seem to get no rest
Ooh
Ooh
I'm losin' touch with all my friends
The ones who remind me who I am
If I could just get back home to pick up where we left off
I'd take better care of myself
I'd stop drinkin' from the bottom shelf
But my old wheels keep spinnin' and I cannot make them stop
I've been American dreamin', oh-whoa-oh
I'm American dreamin', oh-whoa-oh
I'm American dreamin', oh-whoa
But I never seem to get no rest
So I'll get back home and try to be
Someone that's something like me
But I've forgotten all my angels out here in the wind
Sittin' out here with my mind
I meditate to pass the time
But there's something inside settin' sail all over again
Ooh
Ooh
I've been American dreamin', oh-whoa-oh
I'm American dreamin', oh-whoa-oh
I'm just American dreamin', oh-whoa
But I never seem to get no rest
Oh, I'm American dreamin', oh-whoa-oh
I'm American dreamin', oh-whoa-oh
I'm American dreamin', oh-whoa
But I never seem to get no rest
Writer: Sierra Ferrell, Melody Walker
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing
Dollar Bill Bar
We wrote our names on a dollar bill down at the Dollar Bill Bar
Our feelings couldn't reach the ceiling
So we hung it right there on the wall
We were spinning 'round so silly drunk
The green was just like rippling leaves
In a forest full of promises
A hundred thousand broken-down dreams
Guys like you are a dime a dozen
You should count your lucky stars
Honey, if I had a dollar for every single sailor's heart
I could break a hundred down at the Dollar Bill Bar
So don't look too close at the dollar bills down at the Dollar Bill Bar
You may see my name is written there
Then you know I've been here before
You may think that you are special, think that you got what it takes
But I'm standing here to tell you, that was your very first mistake
'Cause guys like you are a dime a dozen
You should count your lucky stars
Honey, if I had a dollar for every single cowboy's heart
Well, honey, I could break a hundred down at the Dollar Bill Bar
Guys like you are a dime a dozen
You should count your lucky stars
Honey, if I had a dollar for every single hopeful heart
Well, honey, I could break a hundred down at the Dollar Bill Bar
Honey, I could break a hundred down at the Dollar Bill Bar
So if I ask you for a dollar bill down at the Dollar Bill Bar
Just think twice before you pull me up
Take me for a twirl on that floor
And if I tell you that I love you
And I tell you that I want to take you home
Just turn around here and leave here
'Cause I'm telling you you're better off alone
Writer: Sierra Ferrell
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Fox Hunt
Well, take the path down to the river
It is hunting time
Clothe the kids and feed the children
Oh, the meat is fine
Don't let them dogs out of your sight
Don't let them slip through your hands
Just chase that fox down through the pine
Through the cold river bend
Well, take the path down to the river
It is hunting time
To clothe the kids and feed the children
Oh, the meat is fine
Don't let them dogs out of your sight
Don't let them slip through your hands
Just chase that fox down through the pine
Through the cold river bend
I'm just a hunter
Just trying to survive
With a gun in hand and my man
We go into the woods
I know just what I need to do
And yes, it's understood
Rumbling belly, shaking limbs
We're gonna try and make a stand
No, we're not going anywhere
Without a prize from the land
I'm just a hunter
Just trying to survive
I'm just a hunter
Just trying to survive
Writer: Sierra Ferrell
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Chittlin' Cookin' Time In Cheatham County
There's a quiet in our peaceful county in the state of Tennessee
You will find it in a book now that they call geograhpy
Not famous for its farmin' it's either minin or it's steers
But they know that there's chittlin's cookin' in them Cheatham County hills
Well it's chittlin' cookin' time in Cheatham County
I'll be courtin' in them Cheatham county hills
And I'll pick a Cheatham County chittlin' cooker
I've a longin' that the chittlin's will fill
There's an art in chittlin' cooking and all them chittlin' cooks
They must master it by practice 'cause it ain't been owned in books
In the hills of Cheatham county in sunny Tennessee
When the chittlin's are in season is where I long to be
Well it's chittlin' cookin' time in Cheatham County
I'll be courtin' in them Cheatham county hills
And I'll pick a Cheatham County chittlin' cooker
I've a longin' that the chittlin's will fill
Of all the things they put before me
Well I think chittlin's are the best
And when I'll press that dyin' pillow
Let chittlin's be my last request
Well it's chittlin' cookin' time in Cheatham County
I'll be courtin' in them Cheatham county hills
And I'll pick a Cheatham County chittlin' cooker
I've a longin' that them chittlin's will fill
I've a longin' that them chittlin's will fill
Writer: Pokey LaFarge
Copyright: Lyrics © Bluewater Music Corp.
Wish You Well
Even if I'll never hear the words I'd hoped you'd say
Even if you never find me ever in your ways
I know that you'd try to hide behind the lies you tell
Though you've hurt me, I still wish you well
Nothing could prepare me for the joy you took from me
Stole away the person that I was when I was free
Learnin' how to tell those lonesome feelin's not to dwell
Though you've hurt me, I still wish you well
And when you sleep
I hope you dream
Someday dancin' in the sun
And when you wake
And face the day
Oh the damage you have done
I could let it go and live to fight another day
It's enough to know that you'll be saddled with the same
And you'll have to live with what you did and face yourself
Though you've hurt me, I still wish you well
And when you sleep
I hope you dream
Someday dancin' in the sun
And when you wake
And face the day
Oh, the damage you have done
I could let you rattle in the rafters of my brain
Cryin' 'til my tears could fill the river with the rain
But I finally found the way to break your dreadful spell
Though you've hurt me, I still wish you well
Though you've hurt me, I still wish you well
Writer: Sierra Ferrell
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing
Money Train
He wasn't built for rain out on the Texas plains
He couldn't rope or ride, never slept outside
Although he seemed to care, he wasn't really there
His heart was on the train, he wasn't built for rain
And when it came to lovin', his heart was on the fence
She gave it all for nothin' hasn't seen him since
She thought he was a man but he's just a boy it seems
Afraid to face tomorrow, he's livin' in his dreams
He wasn't built for rain out on the Texas plains
He couldn't rope or ride, he never slept outside
Although he seemed to care, he wasn't really there
His heart was on the train, he wasn't built for rain
She thought she understood him like no one else could do
Now he's gone and left her, her happy times are through
She tried to build a shelter to save him from the storm
Her love was like a fire that could keep a cowboy warm
He wasn't built for rain out on the Texas plains
He couldn't rope or ride, he never slept outside
Although he seemed to care, he wasn't really there
His heart was on the train, he wasn't built for rain
Mm, he wasn't built for rain
Writer: Sierra Ferrell
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing
I Could Drive You Crazy
Well, I come down here from the mountain top
And I cut you down like an autumn crop
My love for you will never stop
But I pulled you over like a small town cop
Hay fever's knockin' at your door
You can feed the dogs lyin' on your floor
Took all your gold from your chester drawer
I can drive you crazy, yes, I can
Well, I can't hunt and I can't fish
But I can drive you crazy, yes, I can
I can't even make a dish
I can drive you crazy, yes, I can
Ask me on a date and I show up late
I can drive you crazy, yes, I can
Blow out your birthday candles, steal your cake
I can drive you crazy, yes, I can
Hay fever's knockin' at your door
You can feed the dogs lyin' on your floor
Took all your gold from your chester drawer
I can drive you crazy, yes, I can
I can drive you crazy, yes, I can
I can drive you crazy, yes, I am
Writer: Sierra Elizabeth Ferrell
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Why Haven't You Loved Me Yet
The sun is hangin' out, how it is big and bright
I'm watchin' you as you're walkin' out of sight
Walkin' to a girl who lives down on my street
I'm wonderin why sweetheart, that it isn't me
I'm all alone (all alone)
In my house my home
I'm just wonderin'
(Why) haven't you loved me yet?
Well, the moon is hangin' low, how it is big and round
I'm watchin' you, how you run all over town
With another girl I see how they quickly come and go (come and go)
I'm wonderin' why it's not me that you hold
I'm all alone (all alone)
In my house my home
I'm just wonderin'
(Why) haven't you loved me yet?
Well, I'm a-wonderin', why haven't you loved me yet?
Writer: Sierra Ferrell
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing
Rosemary
Way back on the mountain in our deeply forest hill
Where me and my true love, we said "I do"
But nothing lasts forever in today's world though it seems
When there's so much evil, evil
When there's so much evil
When there's a witch that is on your back
Makes it feel like the night will attack
You've got a witch that is on your back
Now I feel like a heart attack, oh, a heart attack
And one day, that rain, it started
It never stopped, no, it never stopped
I knew now, with just one glance
That dam, it couldn't hold one more drop
I thought we would last forever
Now your hand in mine, your hand in mine
But you went back to Rosemary
You went up on the hillside
Way back in the mountains
Where Rosemary, she waits for you
Where Rosemary, she waits for you
I thought that when I awoke
That would be my last day, yodelay-oo
I thought now, when that river came
It would carry me away
I'm alive, so I went back in the mountain
I went up on the hillside
I went to Rosemary's
Where I'm killing both of you
So I made me a garden
I dug it in the morning
And underneath that flower bush
Rosemary waits for you
Yes, Rosemary waits for you
I killed that witch that was on my back
No more feel like the night will attack
I killed the witch that was on my back
Now I feel like I can relax
Like I can relax
Like I, mm, I can relax
Writer: Sierra Ferrell
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Lighthouse
One, two, three
Could you be the lighthouse?
Could you be the lighthouse?
Could you be the lighthouse for my soul?
Could you be the guidin' light?
Tell me everything's alright?
Could you be the one that I love so?
I was on the path I thought was so bright and so true
Oh, every step I found I'd take
Yes, each step I took, it led me straight to you
Could you be the lighthouse
Could you be the lighthouse
Could you be the lighthouse for my soul
Could you be the guidin' light
And tell me everything's alright
Could you be the one that I love so?
That's when I found myself in darkness
I was all alone and afraid
But I kept climbin' further still
That's when I found myself high up on a cliff
Could you be the lighthouse?
Could you be the lighthouse?
Could you be the lighthouse for my soul?
Could you be the guidin' light?
Tell me everything's alright?
Could you be the one that I love so?
I know I'm gonna be okay
Yes, I'm alright without you
For I know there's a brighter day
For I saw his light shinin' through the mist
Could you be the lighthouse?
Could you be the lighthouse?
Could you be the lighthouse for my soul?
Could you be the guidin' light?
Tell me everything's alright?
Could you be the one that I love so?
(Could you be the) could you be the lighthouse
Could you be the lighthouse?
Could you be the lighthouse for my soul?
(Could you be the) could you be the guidin' light?
Tell me everything's alright?
Could you be the one that I love so?
Writer: Lindsay Lou, Sierra Ferrell
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing
I'll Come Off The Mountain
Heather's on the hillside, moss is in the trees
I'm around your mouth because you're sweet like honeybees
Ooh
You surely can sting
I'll come off the mountain now, if you'll just say my name
I'll come off the mountain now, if you'll just say my name
Blackberry so sweet and fine, they stain your lips and mine
Your fingertips do gently grip and trace my face outline
Once we're in her presence now, to me, you won't be knd
I'll come off the mountain now if you just say my name
I'm wrapped around your finger where you're playin' me like a game
Then you wonder why I'm changin', I am not the same
I'll come off the mountain now, if you'll just say my name
Oh, Heather's on the hillside, and moss is in the trees
I'm around your mouth because you're sweet like honeybees
Ooh
You surely can sting
I'll come off the mountain now, if you'll just say my name
Writer: Sierra Ferrell
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
No Letter
I haven't received a letter today
I hope for tomorrow that one's on its way
I have been dreamin' what you would say
Your arms reachin' for me on the ground where you lay
I have been lonely, I have been blue
No longer am I to see you
You'll find me down by the river these days
Thinkin' about your soft tender ways
I still am dreamin' of what you would say
Your arms reachin' for me on the ground where you lay
I have been lonely, I have been blue
No longer am I to see you
Knowin' as soon as I see your sweet face
Won't be as mad at this dirty old place
I have been lonely, I have been blue
I have been lonely, I have been blue
No longer am I to see you
Knowin' as soon as I see your sweet face
I won't be as mad at this wretched old place
Writer: Sierra Ferrell
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing