Tekst:
Travis Randy Old 8X10

one 8 x 10 with 4 metal walls holding it in Through one plate glass window 'neath a blanket of dust Stands an 8 x 10 picture of us, there's an 8 x 10

: Well I've heard those city singers singin 'bout how they can love Deeper than the oceans higher than the stars above Well I come from the country and

Cigarettes and saw-dust, squeaky old screen door. Honk- Tonk Moon, keeps shinin on my baby and me. Outside the dark is falling, stars are twinkling bright That old

: Cheap perfume and painted faces, Fallen angles fill the places Where I go when my troubles pull me down All the lies I know they'll tell me, And

of cure is surely worth a half an ounce of good prevention And trying to explain while i'm insane is the hardest thing i've ever tried to Do (chorus 2x

: I'll just turn away, there's not need to watch her leaving I don't want to let her see me cry And the part of me that's breaking Is The part that has

heal much slower than bones [Chorus:] Now my whole world's in one 8x10 With 4 metal walls holding it in Through one plate glass window 'neath a blanket of dust Stands an 8x10

Cigarettes and saw-dust, squeaky old screen door. Honk- Tonk Moon, keeps shinin on my baby and me. Outside the dark is falling, stars are twinkling bright That old

The writing is on the wall, baby We're different as day and night But i guess that i refused to face it The blues in black and white When i got home