Lyrics Challenge Game

When I'm tired and thinking cold
I hide in my music, forget the day

They dedicate their lives
To running all of his.
He tries to please them all –
This bitter man he is.

just hold my hand while I come

80s

I'm a man with a one track mind
So much to do in one lifetime (people do you hear me)
Not a man for compromise and where's and why's and living lies

I'll sing my heart out to the infinite sea

Good girls go to heaven, bad girls go to hell
The rest of them get rich and do just what they feel
Well rich boys live in houses and poor boys live in sin
The rest of them get married and are never seen again

She could be hanging 'round the steel mill
Working in a house of blue lights
Riding a getaway bus out of Portland
Talking to the night

I don't know where she's going
I don't care where she's been
Long as she's been doing it right

The young 'uns call it country
The Yankees call it dumb