Ships That Don't Come In by Joe Diffie

[Dale Franklin Harris]

My friend wants lyrics to Ships that don't come in by Joe Diffie if anybody
can help.

[Glenn Grant]

Doing this from memory... don't shoot !

Ships That Don't Come In            .... Joe Diffue

I could tell he'd had a rough life,
By the way he sat and stared,
For me, I'd come to push or shove,
So I pulled up a chair,

We talked of roads un-travelled,
We talked of love untrue,
Of strings that come unravelled,
We were kings, and kindred fools...

And just when I'd hit bottom,
The old man raised his glass,
And said at least we've had our chances,
There's those that never have...

So here's to all the soldiers, that have ever died in vain,
The insane locked up in their cells,
The homeless down on main,
To those who stand on empty shores,
And spit against the wind,
And those who wait forever,
For ships that don't come in...

He said it's only life's illusions,
That brings us to this bar,
To pick up these old crutches,
And compare them to the stars,

Cause the things we're calling heartache,
Well they're hardly worth our time,
We bitch about a dollar,
When there are those without a dime,

And as he ordered one more round he said,
I guess we can't complain,
God made life a gamble,
And we're still in the game...

So here's to all the soldiers, that have ever died in vain,
The insane locked up in their cells,
The homeless down on main,
To those who stand on empty shores,
And spit against the wind,
And those who wait forever,
For ships that don't come in...

And those who wait forever,
For ships that don't come in...
 
 
 

Dale Franklin Harris wrote:

My friend wants lyrics to Ships that don't come in by Joe Diffie if anybody
can help.

 

--
Glenn R. Grant
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Like the man said..."if it ain't true, it should be !"
 

[Wanda Turner]

Ships that Don't come in

I can tell he'd had a tough life
By the way he'd sit and stare
And me, I'd come to push and shove
So I pulled up the chair
We talked of roads untravelled
We talked of love untrue
Of strings that come unravelled
We were kings and kindred fools

And just when I'd hit bottom

That old man raised his glass
Said at least we've had our chances
There's those who never have

So here's to all the soldiers

Who have ever died in vain
The insane locked up in themselves
The homeless down on main

To those who stand on empty shores

And spit against the wind
And those who wait forever

For ships that don't come in

He said it's only life's illusions
That bring us to this bar

To pick up these old crutches

And compare each other's scars
Cause the things we're calling heartaches
Held the hardening of our time
We bitch about a dollar
When there's those without a dime
And as he ordered one last round he said

I guess we can't complain

God made life a gamble

And we're still in the game

So here's to all the soldiers
Who have ever died in vain
The insane locked up in themselves
The homeless down on main

To those who stand on empty shores

And spit against the wind
And those who wait forever

For ships that don't come in

Dale Franklin Harris wrote: