"aint nothing left at all, at the end of being proud. . .
I've had some time to think about it . . .
and watched the sun sink like a stone. . .
I've had some time to think about you . . .
on the long ride home.

One day I took your tiny hand
put your finger in the wedding band
daddy gave a piece of land
we made ourselves the best of plans . . . . ."