Summertime is finally here. That old ballpark, man, is back in gear. Out on 49. Man I can see the lights. . School's out and the nights roll in. Man, just like a long lost friend.
Plowin' these fields in the hot summer sun. Over by the gate, lordy here she comes. With a basket full of chicken and a big cold jug of sweet tea. . I make a little room and she climbs on up.
Well I was thinkin' 'bout parking the other night. We was out on a back road. Me and my lady was just gettin' right. All systems on overload. Radio blasting in the front seat.
Same ol' bedroom floor. Same ol' empty sheets. I hate this haunted bed. So down here's where I sleep. . Tryin' to find a place. To hide what you have left.
His old man was a rebel yeller. Bad boy to the bone. He'd say, Can't trust a colored feller.. He'd judge them by the tone of their skin.. . He was raised to think like his dad.
She's got every quality. From A all the way to Z. It's easy to see she's the perfect girl. . She's got every single thing. That makes up my wildest dreams.
If you see her down at a local bar. Showin' all the signs of a lonely heart. Don't you be concerned, there ain't nothin wrong. It's not her fault, she gets that way when I'm gone.
Not a day goes by that I don't tell her. How beautiful she is. How kind and caring, I'm always swearing she's the reason that I live. I make it a point to point out every good thing that she does.
(Odie Blackman/Jay Knowles). . At first she's gonna come on strong. Like she'll love you all night long. Like it's going out of style. Then she'll leave you with a smile.
Dwight Yoakam & Beth Anderson. (Raymond B. Evans, Jay Livingston). . City sidewalks. Busy sidewalks. Dressed in holiday style. In the air there's a feeling of Christmas.
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(Christmas, Christmas, Christmas). . Well, it's Christmas time pretty baby. And the snow is on the ground. It's Christmas time pretty baby. And the snow is on the ground.
Cold tears fall from his eyes. As he turns into the night and walks away. Lucille runs outside. Just to see if there might be a sleigh. Little Bobby stares down.
You'll come in with the sun in the mornin'. Like you've done so often before. But you won't find me asleep on the sofa. Exhausted from walkin' the floor.
Drinking black market vodka in the back of the Scottsman's saloon. Then it's red meat and whiskey like a coyote drunk on the moon. Outside in Oslo the buskers' all sing the same tune.
My name is Juanano de Castro. My father was a Spanish Grandee. But I won my wife in a card game. To hell with those lords o'er the sea. . Well the South Coast is wild coast and lonely.
Barcelona is a woman's town women everywhere. Barcelona is a woman's eyes, raven gypsy hair. I got drunk in Barcelona and then she walked away from me.
Dick and Jane don't talk anymore. Jane lays awake. Wishin' it could be like it was before. Finally one night, she got tough. Dick came home and she was packin' her stuff.
I've got this craving around the clock. And it's got a hold on me. I've had it bad since the moment we met. I can't get no relief. . You're the only train of thought on my one track mind.