Trace Adkins

Trace Adkins Globe by Denise

"Help Me Understand"

Once in a lifetime
You'll open up your heart.
Maybe once in your lifetime
You'll swear to never be apart.
You think your love's on solid ground,
then out of the blue, it all comes tumblin' down.

Who's gonna hold me tonight
When I'm feeling lonely?
Who's gonna show me the light,
'Cause I need to know?
With all the things we've got,
How can love just stop?
Tell Me, Somebody help me understand.

And my picture in your locket,
What will you do with it now?
All our friends and all our memories,
Tell me how we sort them out.
What's yours is yours, What's mine is mine.
Is that all that's left, After all this time?

Who's gonna hold me tonight,
When I'm feeling lonely?
Who's gonna show me the light,
'Cause I need to know?
With all the things we've got,
How can love just stop?
Tell Me, Somebody help me understand.

Help me understand,
Why I'm not part of our plan,
And you don't need me anymore.
Help me understand,
Why I still wanna be where you are,
Even though I know in my heart
That you don't love me anymore.

Who's gonna hold me tonight,
When I'm feeling lonely?
Who's gonna show me the light,
'Cause I need to know?
With all the things we've got,
How can love just stop?
Tell Me, Somebody help me understand.

Tracy Darrell "Trace" Adkins was born Jan. 13, 1962, in Springhill, Louisiana. He first began performing with a gospel quartet while still attending high school in the nearby town of Sarepta. He continued to sing gospel throughout his years at Louisiana Tech University, where he studied petroleum technology. After working on an oil rig for a few years and leaving school, he embarked on what he calls his "true musical education" -- playing one honky-tonk after another. While singing at Tillie's & Lucy's Pub in Nashville, Adkins was spotted by a Capitol Records executive and was signed to the label.
He's 6 foot 6 inches tall, was shot in the heart by a former wife and run over by a tractor. He severed a finger, had his nose sliced off in a car crash and has also had his share of drinking problems. Then there's his impossibly deep, resonating beautiful baratone voice; a set of pipes honed by singing gospel, then forged through country music and finally basted during years in Southern honky tonks and bars. All of that makes Trace a near-perfect archetype for country music.

. . .and Trace is my favorite country artist! ~ Denise


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