Lyrics by John Christof

One more night
One more kiss
Only God knows
How I will miss this.

You don’t say it
But it is clear to see.
It is time for us to quit
Because I can’t make you love me.

I make your breakfast,
I make your bed
But I can’t make our love last
After hearing the words that you said.

You don’t say it
But it is clear to see.
It is time for us to quit
Because I can’t make you love me.

We are drowning in a sea
Of jealousy and resentment.
You’re not throwing a rope to me.
I don’t know where our love went.

You don’t say it
But it is clear to see.
It is time for us to quit
Because I can’t make you love me.

I Hugged Dolly Partin

Dolly Partin asked me to write lyrics for a song.
She said, “Tell it straight and don’t run on.”
I gave Dolly my solemn word
To write the prettiest thing she ever heard.
I got down on my bended knee
And I prayed, “Dear Lord, please help me.
Use me like a worn out piece of PVC.
Please pour your living water into me.
Let it pour out my pen onto my page
To tell a story in your perfect way.”
I delivered up God’s work to Ms. Dolly.
She added music and her voice sang sweetly.
She asked me how much she owed me
And that she was glad to pay the money.
I said, “Ms. Dolly, I want something special in my life.
Could payment be a hug with you, me, and my wife?”
Then I visited a friend on my way home.
We talked and as time went on
I said, “If you tell me you saw God today
And you think the rapture is startin’
I’ll tell you the rapture don’t worry me
cause I got a hug from Dolly Partin.”

What would I give my love true?
What has value to equal my love for you?
I would exchange all my wealth
If I could buy for you perfect health.
I would bestow to you my sweet caress
And all the world’s happiness.
I would deliver a reason for you to smile all day
And never take your joy away.
You would always feel safe and warm
And never suffer an emotional storm.
I would wrap you in your family’s arms
Where you would be protected from all harm.
Most of all I would grant you precious time to see
That your love is the most important thing to me.

What would I give my love true?
What has value to equal my love for you?
I would exchange all my wealth
If I could buy for you perfect health.
I would bestow to you my sweet caress
And all the world’s happiness.
I would deliver a reason for you to smile all day
And never take your joy away.
You would always feel safe and warm
And never suffer an emotional storm.
I would wrap you in your family’s arms
Where you would be protected from all harm.
Most of all I would grant you precious time to see
That your love is the most important thing to me.

Most of all I would grant you precious time to see
That your love is the most important thing to me.

If cancer was a man in disguise
I would shoot him right between the eyes,
Then end his sensation
With chemo and radiation.
I would cut him out of the population
Then sing a song of elation.
Cancer does not fight fair.
He hurts you without knowing he is there.
We need an anti-cancer gun
To protect our loved ones.
I wish we could all get a good night sleep
After burying cancer six feet deep.


If cancer was a man in disguise
I would shoot him right between the eyes,
Then end his sensation
With chemo and radiation.
I would cut him out of the population
Then sing a song of elation.
Cancer does not fight fair.
He hurts you without knowing he is there.
We need an anti-cancer gun
To protect our loved ones.
I wish we could all get a good night sleep
After burying cancer six feet deep.


If cancer was a man in disguise
I would shoot him right between the eyes,
I wish we could all get a good night sleep
After burying cancer six feet deep.

Your love sings a harmony
With the heart beating inside of me.
You have the perfect hook to wrap me
Up in your rhapsody of melody.

Your magical story line
Rocks with rhythmic lyrics in my mind.

You are one of a kind.
The story I searched so hard to find.
Our passion creates a high,
A symphony joining you and I.

Your magical story line
Rocks with rhythmic lyrics in my mind.

Your love sings a harmony
With the heart beating inside of me.
You have the perfect hook to wrap me
Up in your rhapsody of melody.

Your magical story line
Rocks with rhythmic lyrics in my mind.

A purple rain washed me to Greece
Where romantic fantasies never cease.
A youth hostel welcomed me
To begin my vacation melody.
A guitarist played music in the living room
As a group listened to his rhythms bloom.
A beautiful girl watched with me
As we shared glances constantly.
Her Swedish and my English left a hush
Yet our love of music created a rush.
She took a turn on the guitar
Then I played a tune like a star.
The next morning we left together, our adventure to seek.
We shared the universal language that we both could speak.
Few words need to be spoken
Thanks to music our language barrier had been broken.

A purple rain washed me to Greece
Where romantic fantasies never cease.

The next morning we left together, our adventure to seek.
We shared the universal language that we both could speak.
Few words need to be spoken
Thanks to music our language barrier had been broken.

My love hit twice as hard
As a rocket crashing in the yard.
My love came thundering down
With an explosive exploding sound.
The damage that I see
Is gonna be the end of me.
I took a direct hit.
My heart can’t handle it.
Your love was my protection.
Now you want to change direction.
The power’s been knocked out
With the deepest darkest doubt.
How could two hearts that beat as one
Be split apart and still go on?
Perhaps we can heal after a talk and a cry.
We’re back together for another try.
After all, Maw and Paw stayed together for 50 years
Through the good and the bad with hugs and tears.

A government man has come to do us harm.
Says he is taking our family farm.
The state says they won’t wait.
They are building another interstate.
Our family has five generations on this land.
They’ll be damned and I’ll make a stand.
The dozers moved in to my chagrin.
I met them with a country grin.
Then the war did begin.
I’ll give them a fight they can’t win.
Each night I slip in silently
And commandeer their heavy equipment batteries.
The government man came knockin’ on my door.
He says they changed the route; I won the war.
I gave him a smile like a country winner,
Said “Forgive me if I don’t ask you to stay for dinner.”
In triumph I posted a message of mine,
“Free batteries to anyone reading this sign.”

It takes too much time to get there
I wanted time to pass without care.
I had plenty of time to spare.
Time was such a slow moving affair.

As a child I needed to hurry
To grow older in a fury.
In my teens I chased a distant star
In a rush for freedom and a car.
In college life was a blur.
Hurry to graduate and marry her.
A career was a slow trudging environment.
I planned to rush through the years toward retirement.

It takes too much time to get there.
I wanted time to pass without care.
I had plenty of time to spare.
Time was such a slow moving affair.

All too soon my parents war with age,
Had become my own war to wage.
Now I ask Father Time to walk real slow.
Please don’t leave me behind when you go.
I want all the time I rushed through
To be given back for another view.


I’ve been racing Father Time with much commotion.
Now I beg Father Time to move slow motion.


I’ve been racing Father Time with much commotion.
Now I bet Father Time to move slow motion.

Try to find a way,
To worry less today,
If only for a minute,
Then basque in it,
Don’t turn on the news,
Take a power snooze,
Give yourself the power,
With a nice warm shower.

A sunny window feels right,
To warm you with delicious light,
Give that special one,
A long hug for fun,
Offer a friendly smile and wave,
It’s your soul you save.

Ride a bike, take a walk,
Call a loved one and talk,
It is not too hard,
To send a thoughtful card.

Make a new friend,
Never let that friendship end,
Bury the hatchet,
Then ask the other to match it.

Listen to a soothing song,
Let the music play on.

Living in a one horse town; I gotta get away.
I’m not like the others; I’m not gonna stay.
I stole my daddy’s money; I stole my daddy’s car.
I rode to the big city, found the Dead End Bar.

I just turned eighteen and I’m feeling wild.
I want the sinful things I heard about as a child.

I walked in the door and I got me a chair.
Bartender welcomed me and gave me a stare.
He poured the first drink of whiskey in my life.
I drank it like a man and felt it cut me like a knife.

I just turned eighteen and I’m feeling wild.
I want the sinful things I heard about as a child.

I wanted everything that a man needed to know.
A lady asked me upstairs and I was quick to go.
She took all my money and left me in the dark.
I found my car been stolen; I’d been bitten by a shark.



I hitched my way home to where my trip had begun.
I faced my father as his prodigal son.
He said, “How do you like what you’ve learned so far?
I won’t miss you but I’ll sure miss that car.”

I just turned eighteen and was feeling wild.
Now I’ve learned about the sinful things I heard about as a child.

Wilderness calls her out there.
The wind is whistling to her with a dare.
She hears canine freedom calling.
Now she’s running down the stair.
She won’t trade fresh air for laying in a chair.

Got a coat light red; heart of a thoroughbred.
She can race up a mountain and never lose her wind.
Her ears hear every sound.
She can track like a bloodhound.
The perfect image of man’s best friend.

No leash for her.
No collar on her neck.
Fights with bristling fur
Has her instincts in check
Feels her wild past
Calling her to out at last.

Impulse and intuition
She feels her youth and great condition.
Freedom dog hears a wild wind blowing.
She’s always knowing

She never sings one song too long.
She’s still looking for her favorite song.
She’s gotta rock the rhythm’s feel.
She wants the real deal.
She needs lyrics with a perfect hook.
One recording is all it took.
She’s the one who knows.
I want to be the artist that she chose.

She’s dream’in on a forever song
That’s been written for a special one.
It’s got loving lines of lyrics
That drives her half way to hysterics.
It’s got a steady beat drumming.
She hears chords that don’t stop coming.
Her pretty voice is always humming.

It plays like a symphony.
A song to set her spirit free.
There’s no holding back on the vocals.
She gets rave reviews from the locals.
She is ready for a magical melody.
I hope she sees that song is me.
The girl’s volume is turned up.
I want to fill her lovin’ cup.

She’s dream’in on a forever song
That’s been written for a special one.
It’s got loving lines of lyrics
That drives her half way to hysterics.
It’s got a steady beat drumming.
She hears chords that don’t stop coming.
Her pretty voice is always humming.

Come on and play it one more time.
Don’t it make your heart feel fine?
I love every word you said.
You’re the song that’s stuck in my head.

She’s dream’in on a forever song
That’s been written for a special one.
It’s got loving lines of lyrics
That drives her half way to hysterics.
It’s got a steady beat drumming.
She hears chords that don’t stop coming.
Her pretty voice is always humming.

Come on and play it one more time,
Don’t it make your heart feel fine?
I love every word that you said.
You’re the song that’s stuck in my head.

The girl of my dreams
Loves music to the extremes.
I want to be her favorite song,
The man that she is hung up on.
Every boy is offering melodies to her
Asking her to play and consider.
She just wants to look
And listen for that perfect hook.
I want her to hear my deep bass
As I kiss her pretty face.
I would love to play chords upon the strings
For her I would do anything.
I desire to offer her my hand
And become her favorite rock’in band.
I’m playing the finest song I know.
I want her to join my music show.

*Repeat*

They can deny inflation is their fault
But prices are too high for everything I bought.
My paycheck can’t pay the bills any more.
I felt an economic wreck today at the store.
The cost of meds and doctors are through the roof.
Political heads don’t often tell the truth.
It’s getting cold and the heat bill is too hot to touch.
Inflation fear is getting old as we still pay too much.
Politicians stump with words of vice obscene
As they pump absurd excuses about the price of gasoline.
The price of a car is what a house used to be.
The Fed says inflation is a transient anomaly.
There is just one thing we know for sure,
Our money is worth less than it was before.

*Repeat*

That girl looks good in boots.
I can’t look away.
He’s got attributes and cool country roots.
I can’t look away.
She’s causing commotion with her swaying motion
And her hair flows down to her belt.
She holds my attention like a racing engine.
I wonder if she knows she makes my heart melt.
Her angel face lights up this place.
I want to wrap her up in my embrace.
I pray she won’t walk away
Until I find the right thing to say.
I can’t look away.
She comes up to me and talks easy and free.
She says, “I’ve been waiting and waiting
And this waiting is frustrating.
For such a cute guy you are way too shy.”
She says, “You are the one I am hung up on.
I’ve been eyeing you all day
And I can’t look away.”

*Repeat*

My heart knows
How a river flows
Slow and gentle at the start
As a breeze spreads ripples far apart
And sunlight on the horizon
Makes water sparkle like diamonds.
A river bends and follows fate
To a place where lovers connect and relate
To bounce by boulders and navigate
A course that can never run truly straight.
Mixing emotions flow toward the ocean.
A great expanse of endless devotion
To experience summer rains and hurricanes
And lips caress to soothe the pain.
My heart knows
How a river flows.
A love that lives forever, I suppose
And washes over us with the beauty that it bestows.

**Repeat**

You were leaving out the door
As my lonely tears hit the floor.
How can I tell you I love you more
Than an eagle needs his wings to soar.
Wild wind and rain from above
Could not tame my relentless love.
How could you desert my devoted heart?
You need your freedom and a new start.
Ice and fire could not separate me
From my endless desire and fidelity.
I don’t know what to do to cure lonely.
I cannot make you love me.

**Repeat**

Squeeze that trigger slowly, brother.
If your shot misses you may not get another.
Don’t let your health get away.
Fight to protect it every day.
Family love is highest of all.
Never delay when family calls.
If you are able to find a friend
Value that relationship to the end.
A loving partner is a gift.
It gives your life a loving lift.
Find true purpose to motivate
And lifestyle will elevate.
Immerse yourself in passion.
Passion is never out of fashion.
The greatest of material wealth
Does not compare to mental health.
Learn all you can every day.
Education cannot be taken away.
Guard your time and invest it well
In order to insure that you excel.
Never lose appreciation for the freedom you hold.
It is worth more than gold.
Squeeze that trigger slowly, brother.
If your life misses you will not get another.

I finally found my Angalee.
I can feel her love light shining in the moonlight.

I’m settling into a perfect time; I feel so fine.
Yes I finally found my Angalee.

I got down on bended knee.
I asked Angalee to marry me, make my life heavenly.

I waited for her sweet reply.
Without her love I’ll surely die; The girl for me is Angalee.

Her smile, her eyes, spoke to me.
I heard a yes from Angalee; Her words fell down gently.

This day we’ll choose our wedding words to say.
I’m smiling all day. I finally found my Angalee.

I finally found my Angalee.
I can feel her love light shining in the moonlight.

Just a year, now a child is here.
She is the most perfect one I hold dear.

I feel love so much with every touch.
I know I can always hold her and protect her; I love my baby girl.

Now Angalee is drifting away from me.
She’s found a comfort I can’t match.

How could we know that a bottle of pills could be her favorite thrill?
I’m losing my sanity over Angalee.

I think I’m losing my Angalee. I feel her love light fading and my heart is heavy laden.
Please rescue me; I can’t deal with this reality.

Now Angalee is drifting away from me.
She’s abandoned the love of her family.

How could we know that a bottle of pills
Could possess her so and become her thrill?

Crooked cops and fields of failed crops,
No harvest yield and bills pile up nonstop.
How’s an honest farmer gonna save the farm?
I promised to be her knight in shining armor and keep her free from harm.
Month’s almost through and bank note’s due.
I want to give my wife all I promised to.
A desperate man does desperate things.
I need to plan how to fly on broken wings.
I sign my name to a tough-man contest.
Fighten’s not my game but I’ll do my best.
I hear the bell and feel the shots.
He hits like hell’, I give all I’ve got.
The crowd is asking how I take the pain.
My lungs are gasping; my body strains.
“I’ve got to win,” says my inner voice.
Fight like sin cause I got no choice.
He’s down; I had the will and found the way.
Winner’s crown cause I had bills to pay.

I shouldn’t do it
But they drive me to it.
I have concluded
That “People are stupid.”
I shouldn’t say it
But when they display it
The fact is undisputed.
“People are stupid.”
Where ever I look
It reads like a book.
The crazies appear
To do wrong so severe.
I pull out my motto and use it.
I let go with “People are stupid.”
You are welcome to borrow my trusty motto.
Today or tomorrow feel free to let go.
If you feel it’s well suited
Say “People are stupid.”

Don’t mourn at my passing.
I am on a sojourn everlasting.
When my days on earth are done
I will meet God’s perfect Son.
I have faith without question.
I seek first the Kingdom of Heaven.
My heart is open and enshrouded.
We will be caught up together to see a promise cloud surrounded.
Clear as crystal twelve angels at the gates
Where believers eyes know God awaits.
A perfect cube of celestial paradise
Recieve my perfect body without vice.
Death and mourning will all pass away
And God will lead us all our days.

The love of a woman
Is the strength of a man.
It makes his heart beat
And his life complete.
Love is on track
When she says I love you back.
Nothing excites a man’s fire
More than his lover’s desire.
The love I gave seemed a simple measure.
Receiving your love is my perfect treasure.
I could live my whole life through
And not equal one minute of loving you.
The light of every star in the Milky Way
Doesn’t compare to the light in your eyes today.
I travel one road and it leads to you.
I need your love my whole life through.

Black hearted government assassin,
Don’t feel no compassion.
Runnin’ wide open,
No words spoken.
I got my target; I know my mark.
It’s a killer’s market; I am the shark.
Move in close with disguise,
A lethal dose of unsheathed surprise.
Once would work, twice for a pro.
One last jerk and time to go.
Exit plan, smooth and fast.
Invisible man and no questions asked.
Government assassin feels no heart throb.
He’s got alligator skin; it’s just a government job.

I am on a journey to find the promised land.
There’s got to be a place without worry, I can understand.
If I can feel that place calling
And it promises to be exciting and enthralling
Then how many steps until I hold this place in hand?
This place must be calm and joyful for me,
Peaceful and kind with a comfort so free
Like a warm campfire on a cold winter day
And a vision of love that never fades away.
If I can imagine this ecstasy
Far away from the crazy of society
Then how many paces before I arrive
At this place where I can rest and thrive?
My journey is hard.
My legs grow weak.
Obstacles bombard
My exhausted physique.
But as long as I can
Hold onto my plans
I have hope to forge ahead.
I will not be mislead.
I am sure my place will be found.
It waits for me on hallowed ground.
While I can move, while I can improve.
While I can try or barely get by.
I know my desire will become reality.
I’ll find that place that’s right for me.

News reports two jobs for every worker
While government rewards a citizen shirker.
Business has to pay more for a working nation.
Higher salaries means higher inflation.
Government sings its political song.
Good paying jobs just pass the cost along.
And never forget
Our government is running on endless debt.
More wars than we can fight,
The earth is suffering through the night,
All the signs that caused the fall of Rome
Are reflected across our American home.
Greed is our society’s crime.
It may soon be collection time.

Her hair lays like smooth silky gold
With gentle waves singing a siren song as I behold.
I am the fortunate one to share this place
With my dream girl enjoying a morning embrace,
Our bodies touch to light a fire
Of warmth and happiness I desire.
Her voice flows free with a quiet laugh
Assuring me she is my better half.
Sunshine warms our home as we plan a day
Of joyful times in her special way.
If I could be granted one wish in my life
I would wish this girl to be my wife.

Granny’s raising babies
Cause Mama’s got the crazies.
Mama slipped down a steep slope
Ride’n a river of bad dope,
We tossed her a lifeline
But she has gone out of her mind.
Mama traded family loving designs
For crimes and high times.
Mama’s commin home, but when?
We visit her at the state pen.
Granny’s raising babies
Cause Mama’s got the crazies.
When Mama got the wild stare
Daddy had to follow her there.
Now they’re both in trouble.
They make the perfect couple.
They should be raising babies well
But Granny’s raisi’n babies cause they’re just raising hell.

I have gone from a righteous dude feeling fine
To fight’en and feud’en with Father Time.
I didn’t see him sneaking up on me.
I never wanted to be a causality.
I never thought the reaper could keep up with me.
Now I see there is a finality.
If I could only reset the clock
Make one more run around the block
Take me back to 18 today
And not forget the lessons I learned along the way.
I want to keep the cash I socked away.
This is the prayer that I pray.
I could make an impression on the world.
Fly some new flags I never unfurled.
Give me one more chance to show my stuff.
I guarantee, I’ve got more than enough.

Age arrived with a war to wage.
Father Time wants me to turn the page.
I would just like to enjoy the book
And give the pictures another look.
One more adventure or a long hike
Another cross country on my motor bike
Visit a new national park for a bit
Go back to life before Covid hit
I am sick and tired of running on doctor time.
I want to go back to feeling fine.
Youth is wasted on the young.
I miss the days of endless fun.
I want one more trip around the block.
If I could only turn back the clock.

When times are good I think they will last forever
But now it’s understood they are easily severed.
A perfect life can slip away
And turn to strife any day.
Fast as you blink it can disappear,
Leave you on the brink and feeling fear.
The hand of fate is reaching out
And cannot wait sew desperation and doubt.
The best intentions and preparations
May not prevent tensions and exasperation.
Be alert for a life transformer
To avoid hurt that hides around every corner.

My tears burn my eyes.
I can’t take no more lies.
She told her story; I told her mine.
We’re standing here at the end of the line.
She grabbed her bag and walked out of my life.
That girl that I dreamed could be my wife
I can fix up most anything been torn apart
But can’t fix our broken hearts.
I’m paniced and pacing.
My pulses are racing.
I want her out of my mind.
I’ve reached for pills; I hope they’re the right kind.
Washed ‘em down with the whiskey.
Life’s gone from kiss me to risky.
I can fix most anything that’s been torn apart
But I can’t fix our broken hearts.

That love struck child
Has heard the call of the wild.
Mama’s plans for her have to wait.
She’s run off to instigate.
She’s gone boy crazy.
Her clear judgment has gone hazy.
Mama says 16 good years
Are washed away by a parent’s tears.
How can we get her back?
Mama’s worried so much she’s lost track.
A predisposition for a teenage love addiction.
Mama’s prayers spoken to a photo of Jesus’ crucifixion.
At her wits end, Mama prays a come home prayer,
Afraid her daughter will follow that boy anywhere.
Finally a phone call
Sets the tone for it all.
No ifs, ands, buts, or maybe
Mama’s baby is having a baby.

I’d drive for miles
Just to see your smile.
When I kiss your lips
My heart surely skips.
When I hold you tight
It feels right both day and night.
Angel from above
I need your love.
You were that star
That was out of reach.
You were that fruit
I could never reach.
But now you’re mine
And life is fine.
Angel from above
I need your love.

That love struck child
Has heard the call of the wild.
Mama’s plans for her have to wait.
She’s run off to instigate.
She’s gone boy crazy.
Her clear judgment has gone hazy.
Mama says 16 good years
Are washed away by parental tears/
How can we get her back?
Mama’s worried so much she’s lost track.
A predisposition of teenage love addiction.
Mama’s prayers spoken to a photo of Jesus’ crucifixion.
At her wits end, Mama prays a come home prayer,
Afraid her daughter will follow that boy anywhere.
Finally a phone call
Sets the tone for it all.
No ifs, ands, buts, or maybe
Mama’s baby is having a baby.