Billy Dean Album

Strapped on my holster low across my hips,
Two Colt .45’s with black plastic grips;
And I’d head west through our neighborhood,
And they’d say,
“Here comes young Billy and he’s up to no good.”
I rode a trail through the neighbor’s backyard,
Shootin’ the Bad Guys through my handlebars.
Known for my bravery both far and near,
Bein’ late for supper was my only fear.

I miss Billy the Kid!
The times that he had!
The life that he lived!
I guess he must’ve got caught,
His innocence lost...
I wonder where he is?
I miss Billy the Kid!

These days I don’t know whose side to be on;
There’s such a thin line between Right and Wrong.
I live and learn, do the best I can,
But there’s only so much you can do as a man.

I miss Billy the Kid!
The times that he had!
The life that he lived!
I guess he must’ve got caught,
His innocence lost...
Lord, I wonder where he is?
I miss Billy the Kid!

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I remember as a child on a dark stormy night
I heard the screendoor slam and I was overcome with fright
So afraid that someone bad was trying to get in
And momma came to comfort me and said
"It's only the wind, and nothing more
Not the end of the world knockin' at the door
So close your eyes and dream again
Believe me, It's only the wind"

Everytime I'e had to face a bitter storm of life
Those words of comfort were my shelter in the night
But tonight I don't believe I'm able to pretend
The storm that you and I are up against is only the wind

I can hear you downstairs and you're just about to leave
There's nothing else that I can do to keep you here with me, no
And now the screen door's slammin' and I'm frightened once again
What I wouldn't give if I could be convinced

It's only the wind, and nothing more
Not the end of the world walking out the door
I wish that I could dream again
Believin' it's only the wind
oh,nothing more, not the end of my world
Walking out the door
I wish that I could dream again
Believin' it's only the wind
Only the wind

(Written by: Billy Dean, Tim Nichols)

She puts up with my coffee cup
Ringing her dining room table
She don't mind those Friday nights
When she has to drive 'cause I'm unstable.

She goes to church while I oversleep
I'm not sure what she sees in me.

Chorus:
Thank god for small favors
The Sunday paper and the taste of homemade wine
Second chances and the healing hands of time
And thank god love is blind.

Somehow she knows I love her so
Though I don't always show her
She only sees the good in me
But with me she has to look closer.

Lord, I guess I owe you one
She thinks I hung the moon and the sun.

Chorus:
Thank god for small favors
The Sunday paper and the taste of homemade wine
Second chances and the healing hands of time
And thank god love is blind...

(Written by: Tom Shapiro, Ron Hellard)

Tonight,
I'm as lonely as it gets
Wish I could say I've no regrets
But I didn't realize back then
Just exactly what I had
Now I do and it's so sad
I miss you bad.

Chorus:
I shoulda listened
To the beating of my heart when I held you colse
To the words I said when I said
"I'll never let you go"
I shoulda listened
To the voice inside my head that said "It's love"
Now all I hear
Is the sound of falling tears
I shoulda listened.

My mind
Doesn't hesistate to say,
"You fool, you let her slip away"
But I just don't want to hear the truth
I try to cover my ears
But I'm coming in louder and clear
Wish I had when you were here.

Chorus:
I shoulda listened
To the beating of my heart when I held you colse
To the words I said when I said
"I'll never let you go"
I shoulda listened
To the voice inside my head that said "It's love"
Now all I hear
Is the sound of falling tears
I shoulda listened...

It happens to a mother when she is giving birth
Her heart is filled with joy, while her body's filled with hurt
She holds her baby close to her despite the pain he caused
When it comes to love you don't count the cost

It happens to a soldier fighting for his home
Fear wells up inside him and yet he still goes on
Even though he knows he may be the next to fall
When it comes to love you don't count the cost

You don't count the heartache, you don't count the sacrifice
'Cause all that counts is what you feel inside
And it doesn't really matter what is gained or what is lost
When it comes to love, oh you don't count the cost

It happens all around us each and every day
Someone's giving all they've got for someone else's sake
And if you ever doubt it just think about the cross
When it comes to love you don't count the cost

You don't count the heartache, you don't count the sacrifice
'Cause all that counts is what you feel inside
And it doesn't really matter what is gained or what is lost
When it comes to love you don't count the cost

No

(Written by: Wayland Holyfield, Verlon Thompson)

Whistles...

Midnight screaming, cross a squeaking trestle
Lonesome whistle.

Hobo...

Tin cup, drink up, bedroll, good ol' hobo
Where did they all go.
Gone, but not forgotten.

Cowboys...

Riding, roping, real cowpoking cowboys
Where are you now boys.

Heroes...

Good guys, white hat, fist fight, take that heroes
It's hard to find those.
Gone, but not forgotten.

The wheels of time just keep on moving on
Too many things we love too soon are.
Gone, but not forgotten.

Daddy...

Strong back, rough hands, soft heart, good man, Daddy
I miss you, Daddy.
Gone but not forgotten.

Yes, he's gone but not forgotten...

A man filled with doubt, down and out and so alone.
A ship tossed and turned, lost and yearning for a home.
A survivor barely surviving, not really sure of his next move.
All of this I would of been if there hadn't been you.

If there hadn't been you, where would I be.
If there hadn't been you here for me.
I made it through times I never would've made it through.
If there hadn't been you.

A man filled with hope who finally knows where he belongs.
A heart filled with love more than enough to keep it strong.
A life that's alive again, no longer afraid to face the truth.
All of this I would of missed if there hadn't been you.

If there hadn't been you, where would I be.
If there hadn't been you here for me.
I made it through times, I never would've made it through.

If there hadn't been you on my side.
You in my life.
All my dreams would still be dreams,
If there hadn't been you.

All my dreams would still be dreams,
If there hadn't been you.

--- Instrumental ---

(Billy Dean, Steve Dean)

Daddy's will was stronger than the winds of a hurricane
Steady as a stone wall never did hear him complain
There were times when we had nothing
But the hope in his eyes
His spirit was unbroken and his faith was never tried.

Chorus:
Daddy's will held us together
Determined he would make a better life for us all
He sacrificed unselfishly so our dreams could be fulfilled
But then again, Daddy's will.

Got a sister on the west coast
And another who lives back east
I moved up to Nashville
Where I'm living out my dreams.

But we all stay in touch these days talking on the line
'Bout how hard it is raising kids,
Then where reminded of those times
(when)

Chorus:
Daddy's will held us together
Determined he would make a better life for us all
He sacrificed unselfishly so our dreams could be fulfilled
But then again, Daddy's will...