You know this old world is full of singers
But just a few are chosen to tear your heart out when they sing
Imagine life without 'em, all your radio heroes
Like the outlaw that walks through Jesse's dream
No, there'll never be another Red-Headed Stranger
A Man in Black and Folsom Prison Blues
The Okie from Muskogee or Hello Darling
Lord, I wonder who's gonna fill their shoes
Who's gonna fill their shoes? Who's gonna stand that tall?
Who's gonna play the Opry and the Wabash Cannonball?
Who's gonna give their heart and soul to get to me and you?
Lord, I wonder, who's gonna fill their shoes?
God bless the boys from Memphis, Blue Suede Shoes and Elvis
Much too soon he left this world in tears
They tore up the fifties, old Jerry Lee and Charlie
And Go Cat Go still echoes through the years
You know the heart of country music still beats in Luke the Drifter
You can tell it when he sang, "I saw the light"
Old Marty, Hank, and Lefty why I can feel them right here with me
On this Silver Eagle rolling through the night
Who's gonna fill their shoes? Who's gonna stand that tall?
Who's gonna play the Opry and the Wabash Cannonball?
Who's gonna give their heart and soul to get to me and you?
Lord, I wonder, who's gonna fill their shoes?
Yes I wonder, who's gonna fill their shoes?
Step right up, come on in
If you'd like to take the grand tour
Of a lonely house that once was home sweet home
I have nothing here to sell you
Just some things that I will tell you
Some things I know will chill you to the bone
Over there, sits the chair
Where she'd bring the paper to me
And sit down on my knee
And whisper, "Oh, I love you"
But now she's gone forever
And this old house will never
Be the same without the love
That we once knew
Straight ahead, that's the bed
Where we'd lay in love together
And Lord knows we had a good thing going here
See her picture on the table
Don't it look like she'd be able
Just to touch me and say, "Good morning. dear"
There's her rings, all her things
And her clothes are in the closet
Like she left them
When she tore my world apart
As you leave you'll see the nursery
Oh, she left me without mercy
Taking nothing but
Our baby and my heart
Step right up, come on in
"The Grand Tour" was written by Wilson, Norris / Taylor, Carmol / Richey, George.