It's just one of those days
You can't explain
When nothing's right or wrong
Too much wine or not enough
So you just play along
There's no rhyme or reason
Ain't a damn thing you can do
Some days you write the song
Some days the song writes you
Your sure voice and melody
Will sing my soul to sleep
Reaching for some harmony
Deep inside of me
Some days you know just how it goes
Some days you have no clue
Some days you write the song
Some days the song writes you
You can fall you can fly
Get low down or get high
You can try or just leave it alone
You can search for the way
You can curse, you can pray
But the words have a way of their own
It don't matter how much it hurts
You've got to tell the truth
Some days you write the song
Some days the song writes you
Now you may think, I just made this up
But I would not lie, that's true
Some days you write the song
Some days the song writes you
- :
- My Favorite Picture Of You
- Somedays the Song Writes You
- Miscellaneous
- Dublin Blues
- Keepers
- Old Friends
- Boats To Build
- Better Days
- Cold Dog Soup
- Songbird: Rare Tracks & Forgotten Gems
- Americana Master Series: Best of the Sugar Hill Years
- Workbench Songs
- The South Coast of Texas
- Guy Clark: The Platinum Collection
- The Platinum Collection
- The South Coast Of Texas (US Release)
- The Essential Guy Clark
- Old No. 1
- Paste Sampler 102
- Oxford American Southern Music Issue 2014