She's no beauty queen but she doesn't mind being seen with me I may not be the best but I'm the only guy that she can get and with a love like that you know it's got to last and we're gonna stay together as the years go rocketing past we share everything his and hers like all the things that get on our nerves so she's with me and there's nobody waiting in the wings cause we hate all the same things. Now I'm anticipating we'll spend another lovely evening of complaining about life cause we've discovered it's one damn thing after another so don't try to call us we won't answer the phone we hate to go out in public
even more than we hate staying at home we'd just hate anything anywhere and anybody who may be there so I'll be here and she'll be near there's nowhere else to be cause we hate all the same things. When the dog bites when the bee stings when you're feeling some of these things: ennui, misanthropy, wetschmerz, and anomie, just think of all the things you hate and things start looking pretty great if there's someone who hates them too and she's with you the whole night through. If you've had a few lucky breaks and you've made all the right mistakes you can be like she and me in a world that swings if you hate all the same things like we hate all the same things.(Rysty Young)
Roll along, roll on
Rose of Cimarron
Dusty days are gone
Rose of Cimarron
Shadows touch the sand and look to see who's standin'
Waitin' at your window, watchin' will they ever show?
Can you hear them calling? You know they have fallen on
Campfires cold and dark that never see a spark burn bright
Roll along, roll on
Rose of Cimarron
Dusty days are gone
Rose of Cimarron
Trails that brought them home echo names the've known
Four days high and lonely comin' to you only
You're the one they'd turn to, the only one they knew who'd do
All her best to be around when the chips were down
Hearts like yours belong
Following the dawn
Wrapped up in a song
Rose of Cimarron