| Song | Make up and Faded Blue Jeans |
| Artist | Daryle Singletary |
| Album | That's Why I Sing This Way |
| 作词 : Haggard | |
| Well, I can't recall, one time in my life, | |
| I've felt as lonely as I do tonight. | |
| I feel like I could lay down, and get up no more, | |
| It's the damndest feelin'; I never felt it before. | |
| Tonight I feel like an old violin, | |
| Soon to be put away and never played again. | |
| Don't ask me why I feel like this, hell, I can't say. | |
| I only wish this feelin' would just go away. | |
| I guess it's 'cos the truth, | |
| Is the hardest thing I ever faced. | |
| 'Cos you can't change the truth, | |
| In the slightest way. I tried. | |
| So I asked myself, | |
| I said: "John, where'd you go from here?" | |
| Then like a damned fool, | |
| I turned around and looked in the mirror. | |
| And there I saw, an old violin. | |
| Soon to be put away and never played again. | |
| So one more time, just to be sure, | |
| I said: "John, where in the hell do you go from here?" | |
| You know that when a nickel's worth of difference, | |
| And I looked in the mirror, that's when I knew. | |
| That there I was seein', an old violin. | |
| Soon to be put away, and never played again. | |
| And just like that, it hit me, | |
| That old violin and I were just alike. | |
| We'd give our all to music, | |
| And soon, we'd give our life. |
| zuò cí : Haggard | |
| Well, I can' t recall, one time in my life, | |
| I' ve felt as lonely as I do tonight. | |
| I feel like I could lay down, and get up no more, | |
| It' s the damndest feelin' I never felt it before. | |
| Tonight I feel like an old violin, | |
| Soon to be put away and never played again. | |
| Don' t ask me why I feel like this, hell, I can' t say. | |
| I only wish this feelin' would just go away. | |
| I guess it' s ' cos the truth, | |
| Is the hardest thing I ever faced. | |
| ' Cos you can' t change the truth, | |
| In the slightest way. I tried. | |
| So I asked myself, | |
| I said: " John, where' d you go from here?" | |
| Then like a damned fool, | |
| I turned around and looked in the mirror. | |
| And there I saw, an old violin. | |
| Soon to be put away and never played again. | |
| So one more time, just to be sure, | |
| I said: " John, where in the hell do you go from here?" | |
| You know that when a nickel' s worth of difference, | |
| And I looked in the mirror, that' s when I knew. | |
| That there I was seein', an old violin. | |
| Soon to be put away, and never played again. | |
| And just like that, it hit me, | |
| That old violin and I were just alike. | |
| We' d give our all to music, | |
| And soon, we' d give our life. |