Part of the thrill if you think it might die a bit
If you think you might keel over sideways
Would that be something to see
And any guy here could learn to sing like this
She might love you but not like she loves me
You see I wasn't straight when I wrote that
I was carving a name
And I was praying that no-one was ever gonna love me again
And I was late for something
Every hour of every day
And completely lonesome
Out on the prairie
And a truck full of money
Oh I know, I do
And when I got home
Or even half way love
I had to call you
To figure out what my problem was
No I know
Most of my job aint right
But you sure don't mind
Going out every night
You see I wasn't straight when I wrote that
I was carving a name
And I was praying that no-one was ever gonna love me again
And I was late for something
Every hour of every day
And completely lonesome
Out on the prairie
And a truck full of money
Oh I know, I do
Maybe someday will be
Closer to what I find is here
Plenty of love never been in
Some truck full of money
