I'll have a blue Christmas without you. I'll be so blue thinking about you. Decorations of red on a green Christmas tree. Won't be the same dear, if you're not here with me.
She puts on her work clothes, fishnet pantyhose,. She's got a nickname everybody knows at the gentlemen's club. She clocks in at midnight, even though it never feels right,.
I know how to hold a grudge. I can send a bridge up in smoke. And I can't count the people I've let down, the hearts I've broke. You ain't gotta dig too deep.
Friday, the week was long. can't wait to get my twist-off off. one sip and all the bull shish is gone. um-hmm, Hey, Freddie, I'm already ready. For another down here...beer.
When the lights go down. When you're stuck here in this town. With nowhere to go. So you escape through the radio. And you worked all week. To barely make ends meet.
I got high hopes. That tomorrow is gonna be better than today. It don't look like it's comin'. I know, why not believe it anyway. . Call it a prayer, call it a dream.
Dry lightning cracks across the skies. Those storm clouds gather in her eyes. Her daddy was a mean old mister. Mama was an angel in the ground. The weatherman called for a twister.
Baby's got a bad idea, I can see it in her eyes. She want to hide it but she can't no matter how hard she tries.. Baby's acting like a kid, lord she's playing games with me. But now, i'm much to old a man these days to play hide and seek..
beautiful noise. lee kernaghan.. . got a red dirt train out in the sticks, a shed with a chevy in a million bits. its a big day, she's in the driveway.
Buddies. They roll up in the mornin'. And hand you a coffee. Tell ya hurry up. The fish ain't gonna wait on you. . Buddies. They don't give you no warning.
VERSE 1:. Waited all week for Friday night, and baby here you come peeling up the drive. I know you like the jeans I'm wearing, cuz' I can tell by the way that you keep staring. There's a place we like to go, way back in the woods, everybody's thinks we're up to no good..
There's a storm across the valley, clouds are rollin' in. The afternoon is heavy on your shoulders. There's a truck out on the four-lane, a mile or more away.
The world says you're ready when you're eighteen. And I was no exception to the rule.. You could have tried my hand and prove to them that I was a man.
There's a whole lot of nothing going on inside my head. Feels like my brain is fried, feels like my soul is dead. I've been working like a dog, putting way to big slave..
Weakened from the bottle. What are you fighting for?. Simple and subtle and lying. And too beautiful. Too beautiful. Too beautiful for me.. . A massacre of timing.
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Let's be honest. We don't got a lot in common when it comes down to it. You can take his breath away. And light up every room when you walk through it.
When I lose my smile. When my thoughts get jumbled. When the air and BS get too thick. Can't take a breath without getting sick. I've had enough with this concrete jungle.
When I was a boy, 15 years old, I asked my mama "if I find the one, how will I know it, how will I know it?". She said "son, you're still too young, but trust me when you find the one, you'll know it, yeah baby, you'll just know it..
I hear them saying listen to me brother, when you're not strong. I can carry that load on. listen to my words and keep them in mind. don't let that devil sneak up behind you.