My Girl Friday. ( Written by Curtis Wright / Carl Jackson ). . She stands there with her suitcase. We've been through all this before. I know it's gonna hurt me.
I must be such a bore, you've got one eye on me, one eye fixed on the door. You can't resist its pull, so go ahead and bow to the inevitable. I still get my say, I've spent all day writing on your wall in a back-stab slash-cut scrawl, says, this ain't my number, and baby, don't call.
It's been through hell and back. Been broke showin' cracks. But it's yours, my heart is yours. . It's been a while since it had to feel. Love shy and newly healed.
Mamas don't let your cowboys grow up to be babies. . Mamas don't let your cowboys grow up to be babies. Let'em drink that Lone Star all night long. You got to raise them on chicken-fried steak gotta feed them real gravy.
I didn't hear the engines of a jet plane. I didn't hear the whistle of a train. I didn't hear the taxi driver knockin' on my door. I didn't hear her walkin' cross the floor.
My world is one long hot day in Georgia. Till the moon shines through the pines. And my world is sweet as the honeysuckle. Hangin' from the vine. . What's it like in your world, baby?.
(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis). . Rollin' down the runway. Thinkin' 'bout the one-way of my life. With another cup of coffee. And another lonesome city far behind.
Now, I'll tell ya a tale that'll bust yer heart. That only a few people knew, ta start. It all took place when our concert tour was booked at the SeaTac Hilton?.
Sometimes my nails match my lips. And my jeans hug my hips. But I don't feel like doing all that right now. He's on his way over. And my hair's in a ponytail holder.
Thank you for asking. It's a beautiful ring. A symbol of love surrendering. But I don't believe in. To have and to hold. It's not worth it's weight in gold.
In a Holiday Inn, in a bar, in a corner. A man sat, starin' at the life he'd been handed. Prayin' for a miracle to let him sleep. He's got a woman back home and a woman in the city.
She rose out of bed, wipes the sleep out of her eyes. I know she's bound to be tired, but she looks so satisfied. We stayed up a little late last night.
Once in life, you'll meet someone who gives to you. The reason for that life is what some love can do. So now I'm armed for troubled time with all I knew.
She was born with her fists all clenched up for fighting. She looked out the window and she laughed at the lightning. Just the kind of citizen this town needs.
music and lyrics by Corb Lund, Dug Bevans, Michael Caldwell, Terry Johnson. . My saddle horse has died and no one was in time. To save him or to reach me with the news that I'm without a mount to ride.
Trying To Connect Having No Luck Yet,. I Missed Again. . Always Searching, Taking Aim,. I Fire Again, Youre So Far Away,. I Missed Again.. . Shooting For U, But U Wont Let Me Thru.
My whole world is a falling down falling down falling down. My whole world is a falling down I'm losin' my baby. [ piano ]. You told me that your love for me was true.
I'll always love you in my own peculiar way. It would be a comfort to know you never doubt me. Even though I give you cause most every day. Sometimes I think that you'd be better off without me.
Oh come along with me to my little corner of the world. And dream a little dream in my little corner of the world. Tonight my love we'll share a sweet embrace.
I told this heart of mine our love could never be. But then I hear your voice and something stirs inside of me. Somehow I can't dismiss the mem'ry of your kiss.