All The Soft Places To Fall

Most of my life I've been runnin' around

Playin' and havin' a ball

And maybe I've been on a party too long

These mem'ries are fond to recall



You see we've got thise thing about women

Smokin' and good alcohol

Now I'm lookin' for a homelife and clean smellin' sheets

And all the soft places to fall



The women we've known have been many

But they don't understand us at all

Though we've spent amny a long hours

Hopin' some old love would call



Surely somebody somewhere still wants us

Or don't nobody wants us at all

We're lookin' for a homelife and clean smellin' sheets

And all the soft places to fall



Most of our lives we've been outlaws

Slept with our backs to the wall

I'm a rambler, I'm a seeker and we're gettin' weaker

A whole lot more likely to fall



We're tired of the rocks and brambles

Those barbed wire fences at all

We're lookin' for a homelife and clean smellin' sheets

And all the soft places to fall



[Guitar]



Most of our lives we've been outlaws...