It sits above the mantle on a couple rusty nails. And it's worth a bunch of money but it damn sure ain't for sale. The good Lord only knows all the stories it could tell.
Lookout!. People used to call me backwards,. Living out here with the tractors,. Letting this world leave me behind.. Now-a-days I'm an innovator. I'm a country boy prognosticator.
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It sits above the mantle on a couple rusty nails. And it's worth a bunch of money but it damn sure ain't for sale. The good Lord only knows all the stories it could tell.
Baby, baby, baby. He's got you cryin' again. Baby, baby, baby. He's got you cryin' again. . He's a good old boy but he's a bad old boyfriend. . I know that he loves you.
It's your life - you say you need a change. Don't all the dreams we've seen come true mean anything. You say it's different now and you keep staring at the door.
Shotgun in my daddy's truck. Eight years old and acting tough. He smiled at me and said, "You shift the gears". He would search that FM dial. And I would count down every mile.
I'm gonna take you for a date. Take you for a ride. Gonna get you over there on the passenger's side. I'm gonna put the radio on your favorite song. I'm gonna crank it up and get you singing along.
Shes got her new jeans on. Lookin' so right its wrong. Ummm everybody stares as she walks on by. . See those double takes. Hear those slammin' breaks.
The sun is setting on your last good try. Here I am again with half a goodbye. Wonder if you're really gone this time. Just when i'm about to lose my mind.
I've been a walkin' heartache. I've made a mess of me. The person that I've been lately. Ain't who I wanna be. . But you stay here right beside me. And watch as the storm blows through.
Mason jars on the dresser. Filled with quaters and dollars. Savin' 'em for our trip around the world. But, now you've changed your tune. There'll be no honemoon.
You get up, you get coffee. You get paid, you get off. You get gas, you get beer. You get drunk, you get weird. . You get drove home. You get up-thrown.
If my heart was, just a destination. She had herself one hell of a vacation. If my kiss was, just the main attraction. She wore it out like it was going out of fashion.
Right outside of this one church town. There's a gold dirt road to a whole lot of nothing. Got a deed to the land but it ain't my ground. . This is God's country.
Mercury. Creeping on the sea. How she wails. Flails her arms and weeps. Accumulation of debris. Lips apart. Flapping as a lark. For in the dark there is release.
Half past twelve. And I'm watching the late show in my flat all alone. How I hate to spend the evening on my own (ooh). Autumn winds. Blowing outside my window as I look around the room.
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Half past twelve. And I'm watching the late show in my flat all alone. How I hate to spend the evening on my own. . Autumn winds. Blowing outside my window as I look around the room.
Half past twelve. And I'm watching the late show in my flat all alone. How I hate to spend the evening on my own. . Autumn winds. Blowing outside my window as I look around the room.