Pourin' rain, cracked front window   I turned off my radio and reached to 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 rollin' and now here I am   And I'm gonna sing 'til I stop crying      Well, the earth moves 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, crying, 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 it's a comin' 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 won't you call Miss Emmy Lou   Cause I'm gonna sing 'til I stop crying   I'm gonna sing 'til I stop crying