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* lyrics * crossing the country
Brent Bennett
Nashville Here I Come
Got all my things together
Sitting waiting on the bus
Climbed aboard with my guitar
Now it's just the two of us
Well I got nothing to leave behind
And nowhere left to run
I laid my sixty dollars down
And it's Nashville here I come
Everybody always said
That's where you belong
We see it in your eyes
We hear it in your songs
Everybody always said
Take a look around
You can't get nowhere
In this town
So it's Nashville here I come
Nashville here I come
Watching the miles pass behind me
While dreams are running through my mind
On the road with my guitar
Living a music man's life
Sometimes you gotta put it all on the table
Or spread it all out on the ground
Leave it all in the rear-view mirror
And that's why I'm Tennessee bound
Seven Months & 14 Days
Well it looks like I'm finally on my way
The past in the past, brighter days
But I ain't fooling no one but myself
Now I should've known when I saw
It was all just touch and go
And I guess I'm glad I made it out
'Cause I've been
Drinking too much whiskey and
Holding on too long, yeah
It's been seven months and 14 days
Since you've been gone
Well now I don't know how much longer
Tell me ain't it been long enough no
It's been seven months and 14 days
And I ain't giving up
If it takes a lifetime I'll keep holding on, yeah
It's been seven months and 14 days
Since you've been gone
So tomorrow's just another day
One in a million I hear them say
And I guess I'll make it through somehow
Because you're just a memory baby
And memories they soon fade
And I guess I'll soon find someone else
Meanwhile I keep
King of the Highway
I got no money in my pockets
Worn-out shoes upon my feet
I do a little work when I can find it
For a pack of smokes and a bite to eat
Ain't got no fancy apartment
None of life's great luxuries
I'm just a king of the highway
Living loose and wild and free
And the wheels can turn without me
And the riches pass me by
I give myself my own promotions
Not some suit in some high-rise
I don't need fancy sports cars
Don't need 401(k)
I live life one mile at a time
As a king of the highway
Now lots of people know me
But I got no circle of friends
They're all in a straight line miles behind me
And I'll make more before my journey ends
Don't need no plot of land
Lined with barbed wire and fenceposts
I'm just a king of the highway
My boundaries stretch from coast to coast
My Neck of the Woods
She smiles a naughty little smile
Says she's gonna be my girl forever
Walking along the path
Looking for a place where the world will leave us alone
And I don't need nothing but the sparkle in her eyes
She only needs her man and it comes as no surprise
When she says
Bring a blanket boy and meet me out in my neck of the woods
Bring your passion boy and love me like only a husband should
Well it's a far cry to my daddy's door and no one will ever know
Take me to the places little girls should never go
She tells me
Bring a blanket boy and meet me out in my neck of the woods
I got my daddy's army blanket
The one he used when he was in the war
And I know he'd bust my ass
If he ever knew what I was gonna use it for
My heart is racing as I run on down the path
Her Levis hanging on an old tree limb and I hear her start to laugh
As she says
I watch the first snowfall
My spirit goes sinking to the floor
The trees are bare now
And our path is covered it ain't there no more
I need her more than ever
Now that winter's closing in
I need to feel her loving touch
To warm my very soul within
And you know I can't wait
Until I hear my woman say again
The Sign
He was standing at the exit ramp
Holding up his sign
I was sitting at the red light
Just waiting there in line
It was only for a moment
But it seemed like for all time
I looked into his eyes
And he stared into mine
He seemed to try and tell me
The story of his life
I just wanted to make it home
And see my kids and wife
But I couldn't shake the feeling
That in a different place and time
I could have been that man
Holding up the sign
How do we decide
Who comes out ahead
Who gets to the front row
And who stays back instead
Are some of us born winners
While some are born to lose
Do we really take what's handed down
Or do we get to choose
Inside every man
Is the will to stand and fight
Sometimes the wind blows strong
And smothers out the light
You gotta hold to what is solid
And pray for higher ground
And brace yourself for the next time
The storms come back around
I pulled into my driveway
Where she was waiting with a kiss
And thought about another life
I could have barely missed
As I said my prayer that night
And gave thanks for what is mine
I said another prayer
For the man holding the sign
Goodbye Gear
She's thrown her last tantrum
Thrown it all away
I'm done for good this time
Nothing left to say
My guitar's sitting next to me
She's told me where to go
Got no more sad songs in me
My notebook's full
The screeching tires should tell her
That I'm long outta here
I'm all out of options
And my truck's in goodbye gear
Goodbye gear
I hit the highway
Anywhere is fine
And I'm tired of angriness
Fear and wasted time
Something's telling me this life
It's better just to leave
There's nothing keeping me behind
No future I can see
I'm pointed down the highway
She's in my rear-view mirror
I'm going off to someplace new
My truck's in goodbye gear
Goodbye gear
Now I'm headed 'cross the Wabash
Where the river's deep and blue
Full of dreams of broken promises
And a life that I once knew
By now she's probably wondering
When I'm coming home
She's pacing 'round the living room
And staring at the phone
Sitting by the window
With her eyes all full of tears
Hoping I'll come back around again
But my truck's in goodbye gear
Goodbye gear
Wishing Well Motel
It's Friday night again
You and me against the night
The clock's ticking
I know that we'll be running out of time
So meet me at the place
That place we've talked about
We've waited for so long
I know the time is now
Get the room on the end
At the Wishing Well Motel
It can be our little secret
'Cause you know we'll never tell
Get the room on the end
At the Wishing Well Motel
The Wishing Well Motel
I can see you there
Silhouetted in the glow
Of the neon "Open" sign
And it makes me want you so
We only need one bed
But this room comes with two
And we'll manage to mess them both up
Before the night is through
At the Wishing Well Motel
We'll throw the blankets and the pillows on the floor
We'll hang the "Do Not Disturb" sign outside the door
Greyhound Tomorrow
Well the mailbox is full
Of the bills that I owe
And past-due notes
And it don't mean a thing
The telephone line
Brings no good news to mind
And I find
That it don't mean a thing
It just don't mean a thing
I've been kicking around
This one-gas-station town
Brings me down
And it don't mean a thing
I still believe
That no one will need me
When I leave
And it don't mean a thing
It just don't mean a thing
'Cause I've got a ticket on Greyhound tomorrow
Walking away from it all
Changing my name
Never feel shame
Going on a Greyhound tomorrow
Going on a Greyhound tomorrow
Trouble in Texas
Mama I'm sorry
No I can't stay here too long
There's trouble back in Texas
Yes your boy's been doing wrong
Didn't mean for things to go so far
So I packed my bags and jumped in the car
Ran straight home to say goodbye to you
There's trouble back in Texas
And the hangman's waiting there
Now I'm running for my life
Yeah, now I'm running scared
They're waiting for a guilty man
A dead man's confession
I'm headed north to Montreal
'Cause there's trouble back in Texas
Well I should have gone to Mexico
I felt the need to see your face
Couldn't stand to leave this earth
Without visiting the old home place
Indiana summer
Is where I should have stayed
Now I stand and watch you cry
In this Indiana rain
Almost to the border
Up ahead it's just in sight
And I know I might not make it
With this posse right behind
Headlights in my rear-view mirror
I put the pedal to the floor
I'm sorry goodbye Mama
You won't see me no more
Ride My Train
If I had a car I would drive you oh so far
If I had a plane I'd fly you all the way to Spain
Or we could walk, give us lots of time to talk
But baby if you want to go insane
You gotta ride my train
Well I drive the engine baby
I'm your engineer
I'll ride your thunder round and back
And everywhere I go
Everybody knows
I always leave behind my tracks
You gotta ride my train
Ride my train
You're gonna ride my train
Well baby if you want to go insane
Don't you know you gotta ride my train
Well I'm the conductor
Can I check your baggage please
You want to hear my whistle pull my cord
Just step inside
You're in for the ride of your life
You'll know what I mean when I yell "All aboard"
Well I ride the rails you know
I've got a one-track mind
It gets derailed along the way
You won't be coming back
You've got a one-way ticket ma'am and I
I know exactly how you're gonna pay
Three Nickels and a Dime
She was leaning on the jukebox
Curls in her hair
All the guys were down there checking her out
Wishing she was theirs
I knew I had to make my move
The moment would not last
So I combed my hair with my fingers
And just as she walked past
I said
Honey don't you hesitate
To call me any time
Here's my name and number
Three nickels and a dime
"Mister," she said, "I don't believe
That we've been introduced"
"Well baby let me buy you a drink
What have you got to lose"
We sat in idle conversation
As the regulars tried to cut in
Well she just smiled and blew them off
Saying "Sorry baby I'm with him"
They said
Now I thought that we'd be homebound soon
Safe behind my locked door
That maybe we were both just lonely strangers
Looking for something more
Somehow we never made it there
When closing time finally came
She slipped me a wrinkled scrap of a bar napkin
And some of her loose change
She said
Barbed Wire
I had barbed wire across my heart
There to keep the demons out
There to keep me free from all
The little white lies, suspicions and doubt
Now things are changing for me
I've got a smile fading the frown
She's here and I'm cutting fences down
I was all I had
I was all I needed
I was on my own
I was self-completed
And I watched a dozen of my friends stoned in love
Become crying, heartbroken fools
And I told myself
Don't let this happen to you
You were waiting there
You were waiting for me
For me to come around
For me to let you floor me
And I must have fallen hard when you told me boy
I'm the one for you
And the more I fought it
The more I saw it was true
There are a thousand ways to say I love you
And baby you do it the best
You're the only one for me
I must confess
All lyrics copyright 1978-2007 Brent Bennett, BMI, or Brent Bennett & Rob York, BMI.
Got all my things together
Sitting waiting on the bus
Climbed aboard with my guitar
Now it's just the two of us
Well I got nothing to leave behind
And nowhere left to run
I laid my sixty dollars down
And it's Nashville here I come
Everybody always said
That's where you belong
We see it in your eyes
We hear it in your songs
Everybody always said
Take a look around
You can't get nowhere
In this town
So it's Nashville here I come
Nashville here I come
Watching the miles pass behind me
While dreams are running through my mind
On the road with my guitar
Living a music man's life
Sometimes you gotta put it all on the table
Or spread it all out on the ground
Leave it all in the rear-view mirror
And that's why I'm Tennessee bound
Seven Months & 14 Days
Well it looks like I'm finally on my way
The past in the past, brighter days
But I ain't fooling no one but myself
Now I should've known when I saw
It was all just touch and go
And I guess I'm glad I made it out
'Cause I've been
Drinking too much whiskey and
Holding on too long, yeah
It's been seven months and 14 days
Since you've been gone
Well now I don't know how much longer
Tell me ain't it been long enough no
It's been seven months and 14 days
And I ain't giving up
If it takes a lifetime I'll keep holding on, yeah
It's been seven months and 14 days
Since you've been gone
So tomorrow's just another day
One in a million I hear them say
And I guess I'll make it through somehow
Because you're just a memory baby
And memories they soon fade
And I guess I'll soon find someone else
Meanwhile I keep
King of the Highway
I got no money in my pockets
Worn-out shoes upon my feet
I do a little work when I can find it
For a pack of smokes and a bite to eat
Ain't got no fancy apartment
None of life's great luxuries
I'm just a king of the highway
Living loose and wild and free
And the wheels can turn without me
And the riches pass me by
I give myself my own promotions
Not some suit in some high-rise
I don't need fancy sports cars
Don't need 401(k)
I live life one mile at a time
As a king of the highway
Now lots of people know me
But I got no circle of friends
They're all in a straight line miles behind me
And I'll make more before my journey ends
Don't need no plot of land
Lined with barbed wire and fenceposts
I'm just a king of the highway
My boundaries stretch from coast to coast
My Neck of the Woods
She smiles a naughty little smile
Says she's gonna be my girl forever
Walking along the path
Looking for a place where the world will leave us alone
And I don't need nothing but the sparkle in her eyes
She only needs her man and it comes as no surprise
When she says
Bring a blanket boy and meet me out in my neck of the woods
Bring your passion boy and love me like only a husband should
Well it's a far cry to my daddy's door and no one will ever know
Take me to the places little girls should never go
She tells me
Bring a blanket boy and meet me out in my neck of the woods
I got my daddy's army blanket
The one he used when he was in the war
And I know he'd bust my ass
If he ever knew what I was gonna use it for
My heart is racing as I run on down the path
Her Levis hanging on an old tree limb and I hear her start to laugh
As she says
I watch the first snowfall
My spirit goes sinking to the floor
The trees are bare now
And our path is covered it ain't there no more
I need her more than ever
Now that winter's closing in
I need to feel her loving touch
To warm my very soul within
And you know I can't wait
Until I hear my woman say again
The Sign
He was standing at the exit ramp
Holding up his sign
I was sitting at the red light
Just waiting there in line
It was only for a moment
But it seemed like for all time
I looked into his eyes
And he stared into mine
He seemed to try and tell me
The story of his life
I just wanted to make it home
And see my kids and wife
But I couldn't shake the feeling
That in a different place and time
I could have been that man
Holding up the sign
How do we decide
Who comes out ahead
Who gets to the front row
And who stays back instead
Are some of us born winners
While some are born to lose
Do we really take what's handed down
Or do we get to choose
Inside every man
Is the will to stand and fight
Sometimes the wind blows strong
And smothers out the light
You gotta hold to what is solid
And pray for higher ground
And brace yourself for the next time
The storms come back around
I pulled into my driveway
Where she was waiting with a kiss
And thought about another life
I could have barely missed
As I said my prayer that night
And gave thanks for what is mine
I said another prayer
For the man holding the sign
Goodbye Gear
She's thrown her last tantrum
Thrown it all away
I'm done for good this time
Nothing left to say
My guitar's sitting next to me
She's told me where to go
Got no more sad songs in me
My notebook's full
The screeching tires should tell her
That I'm long outta here
I'm all out of options
And my truck's in goodbye gear
Goodbye gear
I hit the highway
Anywhere is fine
And I'm tired of angriness
Fear and wasted time
Something's telling me this life
It's better just to leave
There's nothing keeping me behind
No future I can see
I'm pointed down the highway
She's in my rear-view mirror
I'm going off to someplace new
My truck's in goodbye gear
Goodbye gear
Now I'm headed 'cross the Wabash
Where the river's deep and blue
Full of dreams of broken promises
And a life that I once knew
By now she's probably wondering
When I'm coming home
She's pacing 'round the living room
And staring at the phone
Sitting by the window
With her eyes all full of tears
Hoping I'll come back around again
But my truck's in goodbye gear
Goodbye gear
Wishing Well Motel
It's Friday night again
You and me against the night
The clock's ticking
I know that we'll be running out of time
So meet me at the place
That place we've talked about
We've waited for so long
I know the time is now
Get the room on the end
At the Wishing Well Motel
It can be our little secret
'Cause you know we'll never tell
Get the room on the end
At the Wishing Well Motel
The Wishing Well Motel
I can see you there
Silhouetted in the glow
Of the neon "Open" sign
And it makes me want you so
We only need one bed
But this room comes with two
And we'll manage to mess them both up
Before the night is through
At the Wishing Well Motel
We'll throw the blankets and the pillows on the floor
We'll hang the "Do Not Disturb" sign outside the door
Greyhound Tomorrow
Well the mailbox is full
Of the bills that I owe
And past-due notes
And it don't mean a thing
The telephone line
Brings no good news to mind
And I find
That it don't mean a thing
It just don't mean a thing
I've been kicking around
This one-gas-station town
Brings me down
And it don't mean a thing
I still believe
That no one will need me
When I leave
And it don't mean a thing
It just don't mean a thing
'Cause I've got a ticket on Greyhound tomorrow
Walking away from it all
Changing my name
Never feel shame
Going on a Greyhound tomorrow
Going on a Greyhound tomorrow
Trouble in Texas
Mama I'm sorry
No I can't stay here too long
There's trouble back in Texas
Yes your boy's been doing wrong
Didn't mean for things to go so far
So I packed my bags and jumped in the car
Ran straight home to say goodbye to you
There's trouble back in Texas
And the hangman's waiting there
Now I'm running for my life
Yeah, now I'm running scared
They're waiting for a guilty man
A dead man's confession
I'm headed north to Montreal
'Cause there's trouble back in Texas
Well I should have gone to Mexico
I felt the need to see your face
Couldn't stand to leave this earth
Without visiting the old home place
Indiana summer
Is where I should have stayed
Now I stand and watch you cry
In this Indiana rain
Almost to the border
Up ahead it's just in sight
And I know I might not make it
With this posse right behind
Headlights in my rear-view mirror
I put the pedal to the floor
I'm sorry goodbye Mama
You won't see me no more
Ride My Train
If I had a car I would drive you oh so far
If I had a plane I'd fly you all the way to Spain
Or we could walk, give us lots of time to talk
But baby if you want to go insane
You gotta ride my train
Well I drive the engine baby
I'm your engineer
I'll ride your thunder round and back
And everywhere I go
Everybody knows
I always leave behind my tracks
You gotta ride my train
Ride my train
You're gonna ride my train
Well baby if you want to go insane
Don't you know you gotta ride my train
Well I'm the conductor
Can I check your baggage please
You want to hear my whistle pull my cord
Just step inside
You're in for the ride of your life
You'll know what I mean when I yell "All aboard"
Well I ride the rails you know
I've got a one-track mind
It gets derailed along the way
You won't be coming back
You've got a one-way ticket ma'am and I
I know exactly how you're gonna pay
Three Nickels and a Dime
She was leaning on the jukebox
Curls in her hair
All the guys were down there checking her out
Wishing she was theirs
I knew I had to make my move
The moment would not last
So I combed my hair with my fingers
And just as she walked past
I said
Honey don't you hesitate
To call me any time
Here's my name and number
Three nickels and a dime
"Mister," she said, "I don't believe
That we've been introduced"
"Well baby let me buy you a drink
What have you got to lose"
We sat in idle conversation
As the regulars tried to cut in
Well she just smiled and blew them off
Saying "Sorry baby I'm with him"
They said
Now I thought that we'd be homebound soon
Safe behind my locked door
That maybe we were both just lonely strangers
Looking for something more
Somehow we never made it there
When closing time finally came
She slipped me a wrinkled scrap of a bar napkin
And some of her loose change
She said
Barbed Wire
I had barbed wire across my heart
There to keep the demons out
There to keep me free from all
The little white lies, suspicions and doubt
Now things are changing for me
I've got a smile fading the frown
She's here and I'm cutting fences down
I was all I had
I was all I needed
I was on my own
I was self-completed
And I watched a dozen of my friends stoned in love
Become crying, heartbroken fools
And I told myself
Don't let this happen to you
You were waiting there
You were waiting for me
For me to come around
For me to let you floor me
And I must have fallen hard when you told me boy
I'm the one for you
And the more I fought it
The more I saw it was true
There are a thousand ways to say I love you
And baby you do it the best
You're the only one for me
I must confess
All lyrics copyright 1978-2007 Brent Bennett, BMI, or Brent Bennett & Rob York, BMI.