| Song | The Storms Of Life |
| Artist | Randy Travis |
| Album | Storms Of Life |
| 作词 : Barnes, Seals | |
| There's a dirty piece of cardboard | |
| That reads Montgomery Ward | |
| Taped across the window of my old Ford. | |
| A six-pack on the front seat and a box of chicken wings, | |
| I'm dialin' 'cross the radio for a song that I can sing | |
| I'd better change my wandrin ways, | |
| I know I've seen my better days, | |
| Always gettin' high when I get low. | |
| Well, I left my soul out in the rain, | |
| Lord, what a price I've had to pay. | |
| The storms of life are washin' me away. | |
| An old mail pouch, tobacco sign | |
| Fadin' on the barn, | |
| Bringin' back sweet memories of Mama's farm | |
| When love was just a country girl that lived on down the road. | |
| Spoken: you know, she almost had me turned around, | |
| But that was years ago. | |
| I'd better change my wandrin ways, | |
| I know I've seen my better days, | |
| Always gettin' high when I get low. | |
| Well, I left my soul out in the rain, | |
| Lord, what a price I've had to pay. | |
| The storms of life are washin' me away. | |
| Yeah, the storms of life are washin' me away. |
| zuò cí : Barnes, Seals | |
| There' s a dirty piece of cardboard | |
| That reads Montgomery Ward | |
| Taped across the window of my old Ford. | |
| A sixpack on the front seat and a box of chicken wings, | |
| I' m dialin' ' cross the radio for a song that I can sing | |
| I' d better change my wandrin ways, | |
| I know I' ve seen my better days, | |
| Always gettin' high when I get low. | |
| Well, I left my soul out in the rain, | |
| Lord, what a price I' ve had to pay. | |
| The storms of life are washin' me away. | |
| An old mail pouch, tobacco sign | |
| Fadin' on the barn, | |
| Bringin' back sweet memories of Mama' s farm | |
| When love was just a country girl that lived on down the road. | |
| Spoken: you know, she almost had me turned around, | |
| But that was years ago. | |
| I' d better change my wandrin ways, | |
| I know I' ve seen my better days, | |
| Always gettin' high when I get low. | |
| Well, I left my soul out in the rain, | |
| Lord, what a price I' ve had to pay. | |
| The storms of life are washin' me away. | |
| Yeah, the storms of life are washin' me away. |