It's my favorite song ever sung
It's my favorite song out of every one...

A frog or a toad are you, a frog or a toad are you
A frog or a toad, I just want to know, a frog or a toad are you...

His name is Gonad Joe, his name is Gonad Joe
His name is Gonad Joe, and he says he's from Ohio...

People, keep a candle close, strike a match if you see a ghost
People, leave a lantern near, never know what might appear...

In your arms you held me, and didn't you tell me
That you'd always be around, no more lonesome sundowns...

Mama don't hurt my Hounddog, he's just an old hound at heart
When he ain't had his whiskey, that's the only time he'll bark...

We're off to climb the Matterhorn, we're leaving in the morning
Wanted to climb the Matterhorn since I was just a boy...

Outside town at the top of the hill
There's a white-haired man with a copper still...

Ridin' high when the saddle fits, catch a lift if someone's goin'
I ride the train when I've got the coin to pay, and I walk my shoes off when I don't...

We all got our burden to bear, carry it everywhere
We all got our mountain to climb, to make it to the other side...

Last stop on the highway, last stop on the train
Next one comin' on the midnight run, if you wanna catch a ride today...

We met at the bar, I bought her a drink
She gave me a nod, I gave her a wink...

That old river pass by, been there all of my life
Don't know where it's from or goes, but it never once run dry...

It's never too late for the first time, if the last time is still out of reach
No one will be there to remind, if you haven't learned what you teach...

Mama, I’m feeling like six foot under
The song bird's flown away, now all I hear is thunder...

Everybody's wondering about Johnny, he still don't seem quite right
Ever since Coach and Ronnie, brought him into the gym at first light...

It's just a song, you can sing it on the road
Along the windy road, and all the way back home...

Hold on to get higher, than I could make it alone so I will never regret
But let go and know a desire, that I can't remember how to forget...

Most men would give up the bottle, just for one sip from her cup
Yeah they'd leave their own flame out in the rain, for a chance to light hers up...