REAL ESTATE HANDS
DARYLE SINGLETARY
ROCKIN’ IN THE COUNTRY

CAPO II:

FOR SALE AND A NUMBER ON A SIGN AT THE END OF THE DRIVE
PLASTIC TOYS AND A SWING SET ALL TANGLED UP IN GRASS, THATS GROWIN UP KNEE HIGH
I WALKED UP ON THE FRONT PORCH OF THE HOUSE, WHERE OUR LOVE MADE ITS LAST STAND
THERES A THOUSAND MEMORIES, THAT ARE NOW, IN REAL ESTATE HANDS

I STOOD THERE ON THE WELCOME MAT, AND DISCOVERED, THEY FORGOT TO LOCK THE DOOR
I WAS GLAD THAT IS WAS OPEN, CAUSE MY OLD KEY DONT FIT HERE ANYMORE
ON THE WALL OF THE LIVING ROOM, I SAW MARKINGS, AND A CRAYON DRAWN STICK MAN
THERES A THOUSAND MEMORIES, THAT ARE NOW, IN REAL ESTATE HANDS

HOW CAN YOU PUT A PRICE, ON SOMEONES PIECE OF LIFE, ID LIKE TO KNOW
SOMETHING SO PRECIOUS, CANT BE BOUGHT OR SOLD
LIKE THAT CORNER OF THE BEDROOM, WHERE WE MADE LOVE AND PLANS
THERES A THOUSAND MEMORIES, THAT ARE NOW, IN REAL ESTATE HANDS

HOW CAN YOU PUT A PRICE, ON SOMEONES PIECE OF LIFE, ID LIKE TO KNOW
SOMETHING SO PRECIOUS, CANT BE BOUGHT OR SOLD
LIKE THAT CORNER OF THE BEDROOM, WHERE WE MADE LOVE AND PLANS
THERES A THOUSAND MEMORIES, THAT ARE NOW, IN REAL ESTATE HANDS

THERES A THOUSAND MEMORIES, THAT ARE NOW, IN REAL ESTATE HANDS

CORRECTIONS + KUDOS WELCOME

Take Me Home Country Roads
Daryle Singletary

Almost heaven, West Virginia
Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River
Life is old there, older than the trees
Younger than the mountains, blowing like a breeze

Country road, take me home
To the place, I belong
West Virginia, mountain momma
Take me home country road

All my memories gather round her
Miner’s lady, stranger to blue water
Dark and dusty, painted on the sky
Misty taste of moonshine, teardrop in my eye

Country road, take me home
To the place, I belong
West Virginia, mountain momma
Take me home country road

I hear her voice, in the morning hours she calls me
The radio reminds me of my home far away
And driving down the road I get the feeling
That I should have been home yesterday, yesterday

Country road, take me home
To the place, I belong
West Virginia, mountain momma
Take me home country road

Take me home, down country roads
Take me home, down country roads

JESUS AND BARTENDERS
DARYLE SINGLETARY
STRAIGHT FROM THE HEART

CHORUS:
THEY BOTH KNOW A MAN IN TROUBLE WHEN THEY SEE ONE
AND THEY’RE BOTH WILLING TO LISTEN WHEN HE TALKS
ANGER AND DEPRESSION, TEARFUL CONFESSIONS
JESUS AND BARTENDERS, HEAR IT ALL
JESUS AND BARTENDERS, HEAR IT ALL

THEY HEAR THINGS THAT MEN DON’T TELL THEIR WIVES
SINFUL SECRETS WHISKEY BRINGS TO LIGHT
ONE MAN OFFERS COMFORT FROM THE CROSS
THE OTHER ONLY COMFORTS ON THE ROCKS

REPEAT CHORUS

WELL IF YOU’RE AT THE END OF YOUR ROPE
EITHER ONE WILL SERVE YOU
BUT JUST ONE OFFERS HOPE

REPEAT CHORUS

CORRECTIONS WELCOME

These Days I Barely Get By
By Daryle Singletary
12/13/2011

Capo 2

I woke up this morning aching with pain
Don’t think I can work, but I’ll try
The car’s in the shop so I thumbed all the way
Oh, these days I barely get by

I walked home from work and it rained all the way
My wife left and didn’t say why
She laid all our bills on the desk in the hall
Oh, these days I barely get by

Key Change to D#
Put my only two dollars on my favorite horse
He lost by a nose and I cried
D# D& G#
Oh, my boss says come winter we’ll all be laid off
Oh, these days I barely get by

These days I barely get by
I want to give up, lay down and die
Worst of all is when she told me goodbye
Oh, these days I barely get by

Oh, these days, one barely gets by