All the Soft Places to Fall Merle Haggard & Willie Nelson
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[Verse 1]
Most of my life, I've been running around
Playing and having a ball
And maybe I've been on a party too long
But these memories are fond to recall
You see, we've got this thing about women
Smoking and good alcohol
But now we're looking for a home life
And clean-smelling sheets and all the soft places to fall
[Verse 2]
The women we've known have been many
But they don't understand us at all
Though we've spent many a long hour
Hoping some old lover would call
Surely somebody somewhere still wants us
Or don't nobody want us at all?
We're looking for a home life
And clean-smelling sheets and all the soft places to fall
[Verse 3]
Most of our lives, we've been outlaws
Spent with our backs to the wall
I'm a rambler, I'm a seeker, and we're getting weaker
And a whole lot more likely to fall
We're tired of the rocks and the brambles
Those barbed wire fences and all
And we're looking for a home life
And clean-smelling sheets and all the soft places to fall
Most of my life, I've been running around
Playing and having a ball
And maybe I've been on a party too long
But these memories are fond to recall
You see, we've got this thing about women
Smoking and good alcohol
But now we're looking for a home life
And clean-smelling sheets and all the soft places to fall
[Verse 2]
The women we've known have been many
But they don't understand us at all
Though we've spent many a long hour
Hoping some old lover would call
Surely somebody somewhere still wants us
Or don't nobody want us at all?
We're looking for a home life
And clean-smelling sheets and all the soft places to fall
[Verse 3]
Most of our lives, we've been outlaws
Spent with our backs to the wall
I'm a rambler, I'm a seeker, and we're getting weaker
And a whole lot more likely to fall
We're tired of the rocks and the brambles
Those barbed wire fences and all
And we're looking for a home life
And clean-smelling sheets and all the soft places to fall
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