Pouring rain, cracked front window I turned off my radio and reached for my boot For my favorite sterling horseshoe flask To take a drink of what it holds She was looking at her feet When i saw her on the street She was holding tight to someone else's hand So I kept on rolling and now here I am And I'm gonna sing 'til I stop crying The earth is slow out west of llano Better pull this car of mine off-road awhile And reached to the back for my daddy's old martin Hold it oh so close to me I'd sing me some Jones or sad Newberry song I'm Gonna Sing 'til I stop crying Pull out my smokes, I pull out my Zippo And fire it up cause there's nothing left to do Well, the morning sun its a coming on Guess its safe to say that I won't make work today But a Roger Miller song sure sounds fine to me I'm gonna sing 'til I stop crying I'm gonna sing 'til I stop crying Conway run to FIND Miss Tammy Willie would you CALL Miss Emmy Lou Cause I'm gonna sing 'til I stop crying I'm gonna sing 'til I stop crying