To Jimmy
When I look deep into y our eyes
I see the pain
When I look deep into your eyes
I Cry
For when I look deep into your eyes
I See Me...
~ China ~
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My responsibility in the past,
when I was sleeping outside every night,
was just to survive.
My responsibility now is to stay real,
stay grounded, and just tell the truth.
Jimmy Wayne
Stay Gone,
I’d had a phone conversation with my sister, Patricia,
about a relationship she was trying to get out of.
I flew home to help her out,
then called when I got into town
and asked how she was doing. She said,
If he’d just stay gone, I’d be fine.
That inspired me to write this song.
Stay Gone
(Jimmy Wayne, Billy Kirsch)
I found piece of mind I'm feeling good again
I'm on the other side
Back among the living
Ain't a cloud in the sky
All my tears have been cried
And I can finally say
Baby,baby stay
Stay right where you are
I like it this way
It's good for my heart
I haven't felt like this
In God knows how long
I know everything's gonna be okay
If you just stay gone
I still love you and I will forever
We can't hide the truth
We know each other better
When we try to make it work
We both end up hurt
And it ain't supposed to be that way
So baby,baby stay
Stay right where you are
I like it this way
It's good for my heart
I haven't felt like this
In God knows how long
I know everything's gonna be okay
If you just stay gone
When you try to make it work
We both end up hurt
Love ain't supposed to be that way
So baby,baby stay
Stay right where you are
I like it this way
It's good for my heart
I haven't felt like this, No
In God knows how long
I know everything's gonna be okay
If you just stay gone
I know everything's gonna be okay
If you just stay gone
Are You Ever Gonna Love Me?
This was written by my producer Chris Lindsey,
his wife, Aimee Mayo, and Marvin Green,
the same team that wrote "Amazed" for Lonestar.
I had to record it because when I read the lyrics,
I realized they were exactly what I would have said myself
if I’d written the song
it was like looking at a photo of myself.
Are You Ever Gonna Love Me
(Chris Lindsey, Aimee Mayo,
Bill Luther, Marv Green)
Tell me what else can I do
Tell me what else can I say
The closer that I get to you
The further you push me away
Till I don't know where to go
And I don't know why I stay
Do you even care
Or am I some little game you play
Are you ever gonna need me baby
Like I need you?
Are you ever gonna want me baby
The way I want you to?
I know that you love me
And oh I know down deep you do
But are you ever gonna love me
The way I love you?
I never know how you feel
I can't read you mind
I just keep waiting
Am I just wasting time?
Are you ever gonna need me baby
Like I need you?
Are you ever gonna want me baby
The way I want you to?
I know that you love me
And oh I know down deep you do
But are you ever gonna love me
Are you ever gonna love me
The way I love you?
After You,
I was inspired to write this song while driving back home (to Bessemer City, N.C.)
from Nashville. I crossed a bridge,
and there was a sign that said the bridge was dedicated to this certain family.
I thought,"Wow, this could be a song, about how everywhere I go in this town
(not just to that bridge) I’m reminded of someone I know."
The line "They ought to name this whole town after you" came from that.
After You
(Jimmy Wayne, Jill Wood)
This old four-way stop
I've been here a lot
More times than I can count
Right goes to mamma's place
Left to the interstate
Straight ahead goes straight through town
It's good to be back home
I've waited way to long
A part of my heart
Has never been gone
'Cause I'm not one bit closer to bein' over you
It's almost like the hands of time haven't moved
'Cause everywhere I look I see your memory hangin' round
They ought to name this town after you
There's where we used to park
When I had my truck that wouldn't start
We gave into love the very first time
There's where you said you'd wait
Till I came back some day
But too many "some days" slipped on by
That's where you live now
End street second house
I can't blame you girl for settlin’ down
But I'm not one bit closer to bein' over you
It's almost like the hands of time haven't moved
'Cause everywhere I look I see your memory hangin' round
They ought to name this town after you, you
After you
Things will never be the same but then again
After you
Everything is still the same
'Cause I'm not one bit closer to bein' over you
It's almost like the hands of time haven't moved
'Cause everywhere I look I see your memory hangin' round
They ought to name this town after you
Trespassin',
This one reminds me of my first girlfriend; when I heard it,
I remembered how we used to get in the truck and go parking!
Chris, Aimee and Bill Luther wrote it.
In fact, that’s Aimee you hear at the beginning of the song.
Chris recorded the opening section in his yard.
That’s him driving his vehicle up, opening and shutting the doors
and jumping into the pool with Aimee.
Trespassin'
(Chris Lindsey, Aimee Mayo, Bill Luther)
Cool river
Hot August night
Her sweet body next to mine
Lonesome whistle
Moans in the distance
Young hearts poundin'
No resistance
There was a sign on the fence
But we found our way in
Didn't feel wrong
Spent all night long trespassin'
Jealous moon
Sneakin' through the trees
Cattails whisper in the midnight breeze
Tangled hair
Tremblin' hands
The whole town sleeps while shadows dance
There was a sign on the fence
But we found our way in
Didn't feel wrong
Spent all night long trespassin'
Forgotten secrets
Race through my mind
Leave me wonderin' where she is tonight
There was a sign on the fence
But we found our way in
Didn't feel wrong
Spent all night long trespassin'
Paper Angels,
This is a very special song.
My sister and I grew up in and out of foster homes.
But when we were home with my mom,
before Christmas she’d take us down to the Salvation Army.
We’d fill out these forms and put them up on the paper-angel tree,
hoping someone would pick them out and give us presents. A lot of times we didn’t get picked,
but one Christmas I got a deck of Uno cards and my sister got a pair of brown men’s socks.
We played Uno all day. I wrote this song to make more people
aware of how little it can take to make kids happy.
Paper Angels
(Jimmy Wayne, Don Sampson)
After every day-after-Thanksgiving sale the malls just ain't complete
Without a bunch of decorations and a paper angel tree
There's artificial smiles on artificial tree limbs
Saying what she'd love to have and what to buy for him
Well I hope Maggie likes her new winter clothes and her buggy with a baby doll
And maybe Tom'll smile in his new Nike shoes when he shoots that basketball
I can't help but wishing that I could do more
But not just while I'm shopping in the department store
Paper angels you're in my thoughts and prayers
No matter where you are right now remember God's right there
He's asking all of us to help take care
Of his paper angels everywhere
Going through the mail almost every afternoon
I see a Mom and Dad's worst dream
There on the back of a money-saving ad to get my carpet cleaned
Height, weight, hair, eyes, date missin, and DOB
A child's name, picture, and the words 'have you seen me?'
Paper angels you're in my thoughts and prayers
No matter where you are right now remember God's right there
He's asking all of us to help take care
Of his paper angels everywhere
His documented bruises fill a folder in a file
She's a second grade self-portrait drawn without a smile
And every town is littered with this kind of debris
We've got to stop this madness and it's up to you and me
Paper angels you're in my thoughts and prayers
No matter where you are right now remember God's right there
He's asking all of us to help take care
Of his paper angels everywhere
You Are,
Chris, Amy, Marv and I were sitting around at Chris’ studio
(Aimeeland,) we call it.
I was in the middle of the floor when I strummed the first chord
and said the first lyrics: "Baby, when I look at you"I went to the next chord,
and everyone jumped in. Next thing you know, it’s midnight,
and there we are, eating carry-out chicken
and laying down the scratch vocals.
You Are
(Jimmy Wayne, Chris Lindsey, Aimee Mayo, Marv Green)
Baby when I look at you
You know it breaks my heart in two
How beautiful you are
I've seen you in a million dreams
Now you're finally here with me
We will never be apart
I wanna hold you forever
That's all I'll ever need
You are my love
You are my life
My heart and soul
The truest friend I've ever known
You are my world
All of my dreams
My fantasy, My reality
I love everything you are, yes I do
Every time I close my eyes
It hits me so deep inside
How real this feeling is
I'm intoxicated by your touch
Its a sweet, sweet rush
I'm in love with your kiss
You're the one that I trust the most
You changed me
You are my love
You are my life
My heart and soul
The truest friend I've ever known
You are my world
All of my dreams
My fantasy, My reality
I love everything you are
You are my love
You are my life
My heart and soul
The truest friend I've ever known
You are my world
All of my dreams
My fantasy, My reality
I love everything you are
Everything, I love everything you are.
She Runs,
Man, this is a cool song. It’s about a girl,
a born again, burnin’ restless soul, who keeps trying to commit to something positive
but then runs away again. Bob Regan, who’s a really good friend of mine,
asked me to come over to his house and record a demo of this song,
which he’d written with Kevin Paige and Phil Barnhart.
I brought it back to play for the people at DreamWorks, and everyone loved it.
She Runs
(Bob Regan, Kevin Paige, Phil Barnhart)
Fingertips tappin' on the tabletop
She's right there with you but she's not
It's like she hears other voices when you talk
She can't stop
She's gotta go, doesn't know where
Don't know why
She runs away
She runs right to it
So fast she'll run right through it
I don't ask her where she has to be
But sometimes she runs to me
She's a born-again burnin' restless soul
Leaves a sweet empty place when she goes
Oh I love her and I wanna tell her so
She says don't
She can't stay
Can't say why, she won't try
She runs away
She runs right to it
So fast she'll run right through it
I don't ask her where she has to be
But sometimes she runs to me
She needs to be free
But when she needs someone, she runs to me
She runs away
She runs right to it
So fast she'll run right through it
I don't ask her where she has to be
But sometimes she runs to me
Just A Dream,
I wrote this with David Vincent Williams,
about how it feels when you have a dream where you’ve lost someone you love.
You wake up and you’re thankful that it was just a dream,
but you’ve learned something -
maybe there’s something going on in your life that you need to change.
Just A Dream
(Jimmy Wayne, D. Vincent Williams)
I had a dream last night
You weren't in my life
It felt so real, that I
Woke up reachin' for you baby
What would I do, if ever I lost you?
I would walk this earth
I would sail the seas
I would climb the highest mountain
Get down on my knees
And pray for a miracle
God bring her back to me
That's what I'd do
But it was just a dream, just a dream
Never before, have I
Felt so much relief inside
Till I opended my eyes
And you, were lying there beside me baby
What would I do, if I ever lost you?
I would walk this earth
I would sail the seas
I would climb the highest mountain
Get down on my knees
And pray for a miracle
God bring her back to me
That's what I'd do
But it was just a dream, just a dream
And thank God that's all it was
But it proved to me how much
I love you, and without you, what would I do?
I would walk this earth
I would sail the seas
I would climb the highest mountain
Get down on my knees
And pray for a miracle
God bring her back to me
That's what I'd do
But it was just a dream, just a dream
Blue and Brown,
I was working as a corrections officer when one of my foster brothers came in as an inmate.
His mom was really good friends with my mom;
she even took care of my sister and me when our mom was in prison.
They used to cook together.
I can still smell that fatback and real good Southern fried food.
One day my foster brother was lying in bed in his cell, and he said to me,
"Do you think your mom could make some of those biscuits we used to eat?
Could you sneak them in for me?"
And I did. Years later, I wrote this song about that,with Jeremy Stover.
Jeremy and I happened to finish the bridge of the song at a Cracker Barrel restaurant,
just before the food was served.
Blue and Brown
(Jimmy Wayne, Jeremy Stover)
We were like a pair of shoes,
you never saw one of us Without the other,
we were brothers but we weren't kin
Those neighborhood football games was the only time
You might ever see us on different teams back then
Ah we'd cuss one another for all that the other was worth
But in our hearts we were only cussing each other's shirt
I wore blue and he wore brown
But we both knew the colors didn't count
At the end of the day we'd walk away
There was no doubt - we were friends for life
I wore blue and he wore brown
We lost touch, I got a job working for the state
He did a crime, and got some time, I'd never thought
That waitin' for the transfer bus to arrive at gate number one
When it pulled up he'd step off in cuffs, how I fought
Back the tears as I led him down to cell block three
He said I know you're just doing your job, as I turned the key
And just like those football games that we played in
There we stood on different sides again
I wore blue and he wore brown
But we both knew the colors didn't count
At the end of the day we'd walk away
There was no doubt we were friends for life
I wore blue and he wore brown
True friends are few and far between
But nothing comes between true friends
I wore blue and he wore brown
We both knew the colors didn't count
At the end of the day we'd walk away
There was no doubt
I wore blue and he wore brown
I wore blue and he wore brown
I Love You This Much,
When I was nine years old,
we moved into a place on Second Street in Kings Mountain [N.C.].
One day we were driving down the road,
and my mom pointed at this guy sitting on the front porch of a house
and said,"That’s your dad." She’d never used that word before"dad."
When we got home, I got out of the car and walked two blocks back to his house
and said,
"My mom says you’re my dad."
We talked for a few minutes,
but then his mother came outside and told me to go home.
Years later, I talked about all this with Don Sampson
and we just started writing.
I Love You This Much
(Jimmy Wayne, Chris DuBois, Don Sampson)
He can't remember the times that he thought
Does my daddy love me?
Probably not
But that didn't stop him from wishing that he did
Didn't keep from wanting or worshiping him
He guesses he saw him about once a year
He could still feel the way he felt
Standing in tears
Stretching his arms out as far as they'd go
Wispering daddy, I wan't you to know
I love you this much and I'm waiting on you
To make up your mind, do you love me to?
However long it takes
I'm never giving up
No matter what, I love you this much
He grew to hate him for what he had done
'Cause what kind of a father, could do that to his son
He said 'damn you daddy', the day that he died
The man didn't blink, but the little boy cried
I love you this much and I'm waiting on you
To make up your mind, do you love me to?
However long it takes
I'm never giving up
No matter what, I love you this much
Half way through the service
While the choir sand a hymn
He looked up above the preacher
And he sat and stared at him
He said "Forgive me father"
When he realized
That he hadn't been unloved or alone all his life
His arms were stretched out as far as they'd go
Nailed to the cross, for the whole world to know
I love you this much and I'm waiting on you
To make up your mind, do you love me to?
However long it takes
I'm never giving up
No matter what, I love you this much
You're The One I'm Talking To,
I know how valuable life is,
and what it means to live in a place like the United States.
And I know what it feels like to have friends.
I know how damn lucky we really are. So when I hear people complaining, I feel like,
"Man, if you only knew."
” David Vincent Williams and Jim Collins wrote this song,
but when I read their lyrics and heard the music,
it felt like something I would have written myself.
You're The One I'm Talking To
(D. Vincent Williams, Jim Collins)
I ain't the best, I ain't the worst
Won't be the last, sure ain't the first
Man who ever had a dream that finally got a break
So don't take this wrong, I know I'm belessed
But what you see is what you get
My own interpretation of what's missing most these days
Identity, a real point of view
A little honesty, things we all could use
I don't think the world's all bad
That life is cheap and love don't last
In fact I think it's just a few who'd like us to believe that's true
I think most are sick and tired of all the hip and uninspired
Saying cool is in and good is out
I bet I've got your attention now oh and if I don't then
You're the one I'm talkin to
You're the one I'm talkin to
I'm tired of seeing youthful eyes
Growing up desensitized
By what thy're seeing on TV, believing that's reality
That sex is love and life's a game
Where all the winners look th same
Designer jeans, expensive shoes, imported cars and attitudes
What happened to individuality
The right to choose your own destiny?
I don't think the world's all bad
That life is cheap and love don't last
In fact I think it's just a few who'd like us to believe that's true
I think most are sick and tired of all the hip and uninspired
Saying cool is in and good is out
I bet I've got your attention now oh and if I don't then
You're the one I'm talkin to
You're the one I'm talkin to
I Don't believe the world's all bad
That life is cheap and love don't last
That cool is in and good is out
Have I got your attnetion now?
If I dont' then
You're the one I'm talkin to
You're the one I'm talkin to
The Rabbit,
I was thinking about the night my mother was stabbed,
and I got together with Bob Regan to write about it.
It was a smoky evening the night we worked on it, really gray outside.
We hunkered down in the writing room at six o’clock,
and it just came out.
This is a very, very important song to me.
The Rabbit
(Jimmy Wayne, Bob Regan)
The kids were in the living room
Watching cartoons
She could here 'em laughing from the kitchen
At that big ol' hunter runnin' round
Trying to chase that rabbit down
She just stood there washin' thinkin'
What goes aroung comes around
There's no doubt
We'll have to answer for the things we've done
When the tables turn and they will turn
Mark my words
It ain't gonna be fun when the rabbit gets the gun
The coffee's still sittin' in the pot
His temper's hot
And she knows he's just lookin' for a reason
AS he comes stormin' down the hall
She's wishin' there was a hole to crawl
Into, but there isn't
What goes aroung comes around
There's no doubt
We'll have to answer for the things we've done
When the tables turn and they will turn
Mark my words
It ain't gonna be fun when the rabbit gets the gun
She stood there without a word
Thinkin' maybe I deserve
All that I've got comin' from him
But when he handed down that verdict
And the whole courtroom heard it
Even the judge himself was smiling
What goes aroung comes around
There's no doubt
We'll have to answer for the things we've done
When the tables turn and they will turn
Mark my words
It ain't gonna be fun when the rabbit gets the gun
When the tables turn and they will turn
Mark my words
It ain't gonna be fun
no it ain't going to be fun
when the rabbit gets the gun
What's up now doc?
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