[00:15.87]She was a young girl with a fair heart,
[00:21.21]he could tell it was Heaven, by the way she moved
[00:28.53]but he aint nothing but a spare part
[00:30.75]the boy ain't broken, but boy's been bruised
[00:41.46]and ain't it funny when you're young you live forever
[00:44.76]but forever ain't never enough time
[01:00.60]and ain't it just like that old, lonely feeling
[01:01.53]as the train disapears down the line
[01:03.30]time after time, i ask myself why that it's always
[01:14.58]sad to say goodbye
[01:16.95]now i know a man who lives in Texas
[01:28.02]makes his living working on cars
[01:36.48]he was young and he was restless
[01:41.34]did his fishing in out of town bars
[01:48.48]but on the weekend, he's the one they look at
[01:52.92]all the women know him by name
[02:01.38]but it don't matter cause when the moon meets the morning
[02:08.64]the feeling is always the same
[02:09.54]time after time, i ask myself why that it's always
[02:21.66]sad to say goodbye
[03:34.32]somewhere a mother is drinking
[03:40.92]somewhere a father has lost his good son
[03:47.52]somewhere a sister is thinking
[03:50.58]thinking about what her brother has done
[04:00.78]and nobody's perfect, yet they both blame each other
[04:08.22]and neither can hold back the tears
[04:16.23]ain't it a shame, to see your boy dressed in numbers?
[04:21.33]in numbers for 99 years
[04:22.11]time after time, i ask myself why that it's always
[04:35.25]sad to say goodbye

She was a young girl with a fair heart,
he could tell it was Heaven, by the way she moved
but he aint nothing but a spare part
the boy ain't broken, but boy's been bruised
and ain't it funny when you're young you live forever
but forever ain't never enough time
and ain't it just like that old, lonely feeling
as the train disapears down the line
time after time, i ask myself why that it's always
sad to say goodbye
now i know a man who lives in Texas
makes his living working on cars
he was young and he was restless
did his fishing in out of town bars
but on the weekend, he's the one they look at
all the women know him by name
but it don't matter cause when the moon meets the morning
the feeling is always the same
time after time, i ask myself why that it's always
sad to say goodbye
somewhere a mother is drinking
somewhere a father has lost his good son
somewhere a sister is thinking
thinking about what her brother has done
and nobody's perfect, yet they both blame each other
and neither can hold back the tears
ain't it a shame, to see your boy dressed in numbers?
in numbers for 99 years
time after time, i ask myself why that it's always
sad to say goodbye