Pourin' rain, cracked front window
I turned off my radio and reached to my boot
For my favorite sterling horseshoe flask
To take a drink of what it holds
She was looking at her feet when I saw her on the street
She was holding tight to someone else's hand
So I kept rollin' and now here I am
And I'm gonna sing 'til I stop crying
Well, the earth moves slow, out west of llano
Better pull this car of mine off road awhile
And reached to the back for my daddy's old Martin
Hold it oh, so close to me
I'd sing me some Jones or sad Newberry song
I'm gonna sing 'til I stop crying, crying, crying
Pull out my smokes, I pull out my Zippo
And fire it up 'cause there's nothing left to do
Well, the morning sun it's a comin' on
Guess its safe to say that I won't make work today
But a Roger Miller song sure sounds fine to me
I'm gonna sing 'til I stop crying
I'm gonna sing 'til I stop crying
Conway run to find Miss Tammy
Willie won't you call Miss Emmy Lou
Cause I'm gonna sing 'til I stop crying
I'm gonna sing 'til I stop crying