Lyrics

On this page are a few country song lyrics written over several years…….

We Changed
Lyrics © by Steven Dorsey

I knew it wasn’t a lie
When you looked at me that way.
Oh, the sorrow in your eyes
Told me all you didn’t say.

And now those eyes fill with tears
As you say why you must go.
After eleven lying years,
You just can’t lie anymore.

We changed our dollars for francs
On the banks of the Seine.
We changed our clothes in the back
Of a black French limousine.

We changed plans, and we changed dreams,
We changed our courses mid-stream.
But, I was blind to the pain,
And now you’re leavin’ because—
We changed.

You said it wasn’t a man
That was leading you away.
But, it was clear you had plans
And no intention to stay.

I searched the depths of my soul
As your tears fell to the ground.
I knew I’d never be whole
Without my best friend around.

We changed the curtains last Fall,
On our old house by the beach.
We changed the color of all
The yellow shutters to peach.

We changed jobs, and we changed towns,
We changed the schools and playgrounds.
It must have all been in vain
And now you’re leavin’ because—
We changed.

 

What Am I Doin’ Here
Lyrics © by Steven Dorsey

Female Vocalist

“Beg your pardon,” I say,
As I race through the station.
Been a long day, man,
Do I need a vacation.

But, I can hear the train
Pulling away down the track
It’s startin’ to rain,
And I’m stuck here holdin’ this grocery sack.

What am I doin’ here
In this rat-maze city life
When all I ever wanted to be
Was a country man’s lovin’ wife?

Male Vocalist
Another heady day
For the almighty dollar
Big boost in pay,
And, man, how I made ’em holler.

But, there goes the three-ten
Pullin’ away without me.
It’s rainin’ again
Makin’ me blind so I can’t see.

What am I doin’ here
Tradin’ my soul for a retirement plan
When all I ever wanted to be
Was a country woman’s lovin’ man?

Female Vocalist
I put my dreams on hold
For a high-powered career
Climbed the ladder bold
Showed the glass ceiling no fear.

Broke through eight years ago
And made a fortune since then
Scars are startin’ to show,
And my dreams haunt me, now and then.

What am I doin’ here
In this rat-maze city life
When all I ever wanted to be
Was a country man’s lovin’ wife?

Male Vocalist
I’ve got more money now
Then ten men could ever spend.
I wonder how
That would fly with my old friends?

We all dreamed about farms
And livin’ the simple life
And all the charms
Of a country man’s lovin’ wife.

What am I doin’ here
Tradin’ my soul for a retirement plan
When all I ever wanted to be
Was a country woman’s lovin’ man?

Duet
What am I doin’ here
With all of my dreams on hold
Gotta break clear
Of this tired money-grubbing mold.

It’s time for changes now
Time to grab fast the brass ring
And get back to how
I always dreamed my life would be.

 

Cliché Lovin’
Lyrics © Steven Dorsey

If it don’t kill me, it’ll make me stronger
Will my absence make your heart grow fonder?
I don’t know but I’ve got this crazy hunch
That there ain’t no such thing as a free lunch.

So my life goes on one step at a time,
And I can’t find much reason in this rhyme.
No guts, no glory — no pain, no gain.
There’s truth in our lovin’, like every cliché.

Lovin’ ‘n losin’ beats no love at all.
The bigger the love, the harder the fall.
Love bein’ free, it’s the best way to be
There’s plenty of fish in the open sea.

So my life goes on one step at a time,
And I can’t find much reason in this rhyme.
No guts, no glory — no pain, no gain.
There’s truth in our lovin’, like every cliché.

Fallin’ won’t kill me, it’s the sudden stop,
But the good guy always comes out on top.
The sharpest berries give the sweetest wine,
Behind this cloud there’s a silver linin’.

So my life goes on one step at a time,
And I can’t find much reason in this rhyme.
No guts, no glory — no pain, no gain.
There’s truth in our lovin’, like every cliché.

God gave me lemons — I’ll make lemonade.
Avoid your cliché lovin’ like the plague.
Didn’t succeed at first — I’ll try, try again
And look for some beauty deeper than skin.

So my life goes on one step at a time,
And I can’t find much reason in this rhyme.
No guts, no glory — no pain, no gain.
There’s truth in our lovin’, like every cliché.

 

Whaddya Take Me For?
Lyrics © Steven Dorsey

You say I mean
All the world to you.
You claim your dreams
In me all came true.

Why do I sense
You’re hiding something?
You’re too intent
On that wedding ring.

You’ve used me far too long.
What once was right is wrong.
You think you’ve got me so enchanted?
Hey, whaddya take me for?
Granted.

All my old friends
Think I’m a real fool
To try to end
This love fest with you.

How can they know
All you’ve put me through?
My hard row to hoe
Is all because of you.

But, I just can’t break free.
There’s a strange hold on me.
Don’t think I don’t know what your plan is.
Hey, whaddya take me for?
Granted.

You seem to think
I’m such easy game.
With just a wink
You’ll cure all my pain.

You think I’ll run
At your beckon call.
You think it’s fun
To see me trip and fall.

Babe, I’ve got news for you
That’s bound to make you blue.
You think you’re God’s gift to this planet?
Hey, whaddya take me for?
Granted.

It’s time to try
To move beyond us.
Now, don’t you cry
And make a big fuss.

Your tears can’t change
My mind or my heart.
I’m not to blame.
Hey, now don’t you start.

I won’t be swayed by tears
Like I’ve been all these years.
I won’t fold just ’cause you demand it!
Hey, whaddya take me for?
Granted.

 

Pictures of You (for Rachel)
Lyrics © by Steven Dorsey

Childhood photographs in albums scarred by time
Tell a story of the magic of your life.
Here you are in pigtails ridin’ daddy’s knee,
There you are on horseback runnin’ wild and free.

You look so cute in that red cheerleading suit,
You’re a rodeo queen in studded black boots.
Your smile is contagious, your eyes always shine,
These pictures of you make me glad that you’re mine.

Pictures of you through the stages of life,
Pictures of you before you were my wife,
Pictures of you help me understand how
You are all you are to me now.

Now you’re surrounded by your family and friends
Birthday candles highlighting an impish grin.
You’re opening presents one cold Christmas Day
In longjohns and braces all laughter and play.

You slowly mature into a slim, sure teen,
You look like a princess in this snowy scene.
You’re a beaded hippie perched on a tree branch.
You’re a ballerina learning how to dance.

Pictures of you through the stages of life,
Pictures of you before you were my wife,
Pictures of you help me understand how
You are all you are to me now.

Your profile’s pensive in this shot at the cliffs
In this candid frame your face questions,”What gives?”
You peer out the window on the family bus
And I imagine you’re thinking about us.

Sometimes I wonder if I had known you then
Would we have spent moments together as friends?
Would we have shared holidays, birthdays and laughs?
Would we have saved memories in photographs?

Pictures of you through the stages of life,
Pictures of you before you were my wife,
Pictures of you help me understand how
You are all you are to me now.

 

 

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