Lyrics

Learn to See Things My Way
Lyrics and music by Winston Apple

Momma loves her little angel, her Fanner 50 in a baseball suit
I’m the Lone Ranger, no stranger to danger, I know, cowgirls can give you the blues
(You’d better ditch your guitar. Start climbing the ladder
Build me a castle, we’ve got piles and piles of sand.
Davy don’t you go to the Alamo, you know I need my man around, I need my little man.)

I’ve been roped and branded by the Best in the West
She took my love for granted and when she put it to the test
I got my heart broken by the Queen of the Rodeo
So now I’m swinging for the fences, I’ve got nothing left to lose
But it’s your turn at bat, so tell me, whatcha gonna do?
Loving you used to be easy, how did it get to be so hard?
Yeah, yeah, yeah (You’ve got to get a little tougher)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Learn to play a little rougher)
(You’ve got to learn to see things my way
And once you do, you and I will get along just fine)

Well there’s trouble brewing, I can see it in your eyes (Oh yeah! Oh no!)
When it’s you on the phone, there’s always trouble on the line (Here we go again!)
You’ve got nothing left to say, but that don’t keep you from speaking your mind
(You’ve got to get a little tougher) I think I’m tough enough
(Learn to play a little rougher) I don’t really like it rough
(You’ve got to learn to see things my way
And once you do, you and I will get along just fine)

Ever since I missed you at the Crystal Ball
I’ve been heading for a breakdown, yeah, I’m heading for a fall
The night was bright, it was deathly quiet, ‘til you heard my footsteps in the hall
(Where do you think you’re going?) This has gone on long enough
(What do you think you’re doing?) This time I’m calling your bluff
(You can’t keep packing your bags and leaving
every time things between us get a little rough)

Now the phone is ringing, it’s ringing off the wall
I’ve been meaning to phone you, I’ve been waiting for your call
I can already hear you coming at me through the line
Yeah, yeah, yeah (You’ve got to get a little tougher)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Learn to play a little rougher)
(You’ve got to learn to see things my way
And once you do, you and I will get along
Yeah, once you do, you and I will get along just fine)

© Gary Winston Apple 2004
Used by permission. All rights reserved.