The Oak Ridge Boys — Private Lives

Another show is over, the lights go down The loading ups begun We sang a lot of country songs We put our hearts in every single one We climb aboard our time machine Tail lights disappear into the night No-one knows how many miles Before we get back to private lives Like brothers we share memories Brothers in the harmonies we sing As different as the clothes we wear But like a family we share our name We all lay a dream or two aside for private lives Like the smoky mountain back roads You know where our music's coming from Rolling, rolling, rolling Take it to the California sun Telephone, calling home Pouring out our feelings on the line Oh I love you, I miss you too Never losing touch with private lives Like brothers we share memories Brothers in the harmonies we sing As different as the clothes we wear But like a family we share our name We all lay a dream or two aside for private lives We all lay a dream or two aside for private lives