Good Ol' Nights - Lyrics - Waylon Jennings

Title: Good Ol' Nights
Artist: Waylon Jennings
Composer(s): Max D Barnes, Waylon Jennings, Troy Seals

Lyric:
People sit around and they talk and talk
How their dreams all ended too soon
Guess, they never hung out under the stars
Howling at the moon

I guess, we're as different as nine and eight
I see it in a different light
I don't think much about the good ol' days
Just about the good ol' nights

Talk about the good times
Talk about the times when the times were right
You can keep the good ol' days
I'll take the good ol' nights

They wanna go back to when a Cadillac
Didn't look like a Chevrolet
It meant a lot to them but not a thing to me
I never owned one anyway

But a good looking woman and an old guitar
With both of them tuned just right
Well, I don't think much about the good ol' days
Just about the good ol' nights

Talk about the good times
Talk about the times when the times were right
You can keep the good ol' days
I'll take the good ol' nights

You can keep the good ol' days
I'll take the good ol' nights

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Any Ole Reason - Lyrics - Mark Chesnutt

Title: Any Ole Reason
Artist: Mark Chesnutt
Composer(s): Roger Springer, Mark Chesnutt, Slugger Morrissette

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Lyric:
I used to come in here maybe once or twice a year
But only when I had a good excuse
I'd have one or two then be on my way
But that's way before she told me we were through

Now any ol' reason will do, any ol' thing that I can use
The days, the nights, the clouds, the rain, the moon
I don't have to think about the love I live without
Or the heart she left that never will be used, really, any ol' reason will do

At first I told myself she'd never cross my mind
Unless I was to meet her eye to eye
And only when I felt alone would I turn her memory on
Well, I guess that means I told myself a lie

Now any ol' reason will do, any ol' thing that I can use
The days, the nights, the clouds, the rain, the moon
I don't have to think about the love I live without
Or the heart she left that never will be used, really, any ol' reason will do

I don't have to think about the love I live without
Or the heart she left that never will be used, really, any ol' reason will do
Yeah, any ol' reason will do

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I Aint' Her Cowboy Anymore - Lyrics - It Just Comes Natural - George Strait

Title: I Aint' Her Cowboy Anymore
Album: It Just Comes Natural
Artist: George Strait
Composer(s): Dean Dillon, Scotty Emerick, Marla Cannon-Goodman

Lyric:
I pack up my saddle
Throw it in that two-horse trailer
Back up my truck, hook 'em up
And drive away

Won't be the first time
But this time's the last time
She meant it when she said
'That's all I've got to say'

Never had been thrown like this before
I ain't her Cowboy anymore

Never saw it comin'
But I knew where it was goin'
When she asked, 'How long this time?'
Before I hit the road

She didn't come right out and say it
But I sure got the message
When I reached out to hold her
That shoulder sure was cold

Figured I'd just let goodbye run its course
I ain't her Cowboy anymore

These white lines are a blur
Like the last few nights I spent with her
I don't know where I went wrong or if I did

Like the good ol' boy I am
I told her that I understand
But Lord knows that I won't, as long as I live

Seems lately every time it rains it pours
I ain't her Cowboy anymore

We met in Denver
Settled down in Dallas
The best days of my life
Were the ones I spent with her

You'd think that all that lovin'
Ought to count for something
Guess I wore out my welcome
Like the rowels of these old spurs

That Casper sunset's what I'm shootin' for
'Cause I ain't her Cowboy anymore

These white lines are a blur
Like the last few nights I spent with her
I don't know where I went wrong or if I did

Like the good ol' boy I am
I told her that I understand
But Lord knows that I won't, as long as I live

Seems lately every time it rains it pours
I ain't her Cowboy anymore
Her Cowboy anymore
I ain't her Cowboy
Anymore

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Time Off For Bad Behavior - Lyrics - Confederate Railroad

Title: Time Off For Bad Behavior
Artist: Confederate Railroad
Composer(s): Larry Latimer, Bobby Keel

Lyric:
I'm up and gone everyday at dawn
Just a workin' like a regular dog
To keep the woman and the water
And the lights and the phone turned on

I've been sayin', "Yes sir" all day at work
I've been sayin', "Yes ma'am" at home
Savin' up my cuss words
And keepin' 'em under my tongue

I need a little time off for bad behavior
The devil in me done been asleep too long
I need a little time off for bad behavior
It looks like I've been too good for too long

Well I went to a company party, I didn't even drink enough to get high
I met a preppy little wimp I shoulda whipped but I let him slide
Ol' Hambone McGraw got the law paid off
Dealing blackjack Saturday nights
And I could triple my take-home pay if it weren't for my wife

Need a little time off for bad behavior
The devil in me done been asleep too long
I need a little time off for bad behavior
It looks like I've been too good for too long

I got a number on my mind
That I've been a fightin' off the urge to call
A hot, hell-raisin' blonde bomb
With a Southern drawl

Some good-old boys called collect from Mississippi
Said the fishin' been a missin' me
And I could sure get it up for a smoke
And a Delta Queen

I need a little time off for bad behavior
The devil in me done been asleep too long
I need a little time off for bad behavior
It looks like I've been too good for too long
I said, "It looks like I've been too damn good too long"

I need a little time off for bad behavior
The devil in me done been asleep too long
I need a little time off for bad behavior
It looks like I've been too good for too long

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Winter Paradise - Lyrics - Destiny'S Child

Title: Winter Paradise
Artist: Destiny'S Child
Composer(s): Beyonce Knowles, George Michael, Kelendria Rowland, Michelle Williams

Lyric:
This is how I feel, about Christmas
I'm doing one time too

It's the smell of pine, it's the Christmas lights
It's the feeling of God, it's that good ol' Egg Nog
It's the blessed faces, it's them happy babies

It's the family prayer, it's that new V.S. underwear
It's that anxiousness, it's that gratefulness
It's that broke shiz-nit after givin' all them gifts

Loving and laughing and sharing this winter paradise
Loving and laughing and sharing this winter paradise

What this Christmas means to me
Spending my time with my family
Knowing it's a season for giving
Running downstairs for mom's cooking

Send the Christmas love to the ones you know
Kissin' your man under the mistletoe
Spreading love to everyone
And thanking God for the birth of his Son

Loving and laughing and sharing this winter paradise
Loving and laughing and sharing this winter paradise

Snowing and it's cold outside
Wrapping gifts by the fireside
My family is here, Christmas day is here
Its that very special time of the year

Blessed time, a joyous time
It's a giving time, a feeling time
It's a happy time, a laughing time
Sharing this winter paradise

Loving and laughing and sharing this winter paradise
Loving and laughing and sharing this winter paradise

It's your gifts you give, it's your relatives
It's your kids in the back room, it's that good home cooked food
It's the Christmas color, it's the stocking stuffer
It's the impatient nights, winter paradise

Loving and laughing and sharing this winter paradise
Loving and laughing and sharing this winter paradise

La-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-haughing
La-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-haughing
Paradise another good thing in paradise
La-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-haughing
La-ha-ha-ha

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A Countryboy Can Survive - Lyrics - That's How They Do It In Dixie - The Essential Collection - Hank Williams Jr.

Title: A Countryboy Can Survive
Album: That's How They Do It In Dixie - The Essential Collection
Artist: Hank Williams Jr.
Composer(s): Hank Jr. Williams

Lyric:
The preacher man says it's the end of time
And the Mississippi River, she's a going dry
The interest is up and the stock markets down
And you only get mugged if you go downtown

I live back in the woods, you see
My woman and the kids and the dogs and me
I got a shotgun and a rifle and a four wheel drive
And a countryboy can survive, country folks can survive

I can plow a field all day long, I can catch catfish from dusk 'til dawn
Make our own whiskey and our own smoke too
Ain't too many things these boys can't do
We grow good old tomatoes and homemade wine
And countryboy can survive, country folk can survive

Because you can't stomp us out and you can't make us run
'Cause we're them ol' boys raised on shotguns
We say grace and we say ma'am
And if you ain't into that, we don't give a damn

We came from the West Virginia coal mines
And the Rocky Mountains and the Western skies
And we can skin a buck, we can run a trout line
And a countryboy can survive, country folks can survive

I had a good friend in New York City
He never called me by my name just hillbilly
My Grandpa taught me how to live off the land
And his taught him to be a business man

He used to send me pictures of the Broadway Nights
And I would send him some homemade wine
But he was killed by a man with a switchblade knife
For forty three dollars, my friend lost his life

I'd love to spit some beechnut in that dudes eyes
And shoot him with my ol' forty-five
'Cause a countryboy can survive
Country folks can survive

'Cause you can't stomp us out and you can't make us run
And we're them ol' boys raised on shotgun
We say grace, we say ma'am
If you ain't into that, we don't give a damn

We're from North California and South Alabama
And little towns all around this land
We can skin a buck and run a trout line
And a countryboy can survive, country folks can survive
Countryboy can survive, country folks can survive

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Mama Gets High - Lyrics - Blood Sweat &Amp; Tears

Title: Mama Gets High
Artist: Blood Sweat &Amp; Tears
Composer(s): Steven E Katz, Dave W Bargeron

Lyric:
Mama gets high when a good man in the morning
Gives her tea and feeds her milk and apple pie
Mama don't cry when a main man is gone and
Has left her with that sweet ol' bye and bye

Mama couldn't pay the rent
The price of booze's no cheaper
Lonely nights are often spent
In billiard halls and bar-room brawls

Mama gets by but her men find her saying
You're good but you ain't like you used to be
Mama don't cry when it's dues that she's paying
It's him she's waiting by that door to see

Turn your light down low, woman

Mama, mama, ooh
Mama, mama, mama

Mama still remembers his eyes
Like a road map of New York City
She always had forgiven his lies
She loved that man and then he ran

I tell you mama gets high when a good man in the morning
Gives her tea and feeds her milk and apple pie
Mama don't cry when a main man is gone and
Has left her with that sweet ol' bye and bye

Hi mama, I think I'd better say just one more time

Bayou-by
Bayou-by
Bayou-by
Oh bye bye

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Whiskey On Ice - Lyrics - Hank Williams Jr.

Title: Whiskey On Ice
Artist: Hank Williams Jr.
Composer(s): Tony Stampley, Hank Jr Williams, Bobby Keel

Lyric:
Woke up this mornin', tastin' Jim Beam
Holdin' the answer, to some ol' boys dream
I gotta bad reputation, guess I made life wild
Like my whiskey on ice and my women on fire

From Memphis to Mobile, I've played all the die
Lord knows I'm lucky, just to still be alive
I'm an all around rebel and I won't be denied
Like my whiskey on ice and my women on fire

I like my whiskey on ice, my women on fire
Like a good soundin' guitar and won't be called a liar
I spent many long night with a burnin' desire
Pour my whiskey on ice and my women on fire

Some folks talk about me, guess they always will
They think it's been an easy ride, and all been down hill
What they don't think about, what they don't realize
Is the shoes that I'm fillin' are a mighty big size

One night in Nashville, tried to take my life
'Cause my friends had all left me, and so had my wife
But a fast flight to Florida, made me realize
I had some whiskey on ice and some Florida women on fire

I like my whiskey on ice, my women on fire
Like a good soundin' guitar, and won't be called a liar
I spent many long nights, with a burnin' desire
Pour my whiskey on ice, and my women on fire

I like my whiskey on ice, women on fire
Like a good feelin' guitar, and won't be called a liar
I may grow old, but I'll never grow tired
Of my whiskey on ice and my women, women on fire

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Man With A Memory - Lyrics - Man with a Memory - Joe Nichols

Title: Man With A Memory
Album: Man with a Memory
Artist: Joe Nichols
Composer(s): Charlie Black, Rory Michael Bourke

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Lyric:
Ol' Johnny's got a heart of gold
Ask anyone around here
But some nights his eyes are far away
And filled with tears
Sweet Mary Lou's just as good as they come
With a weakness for all the wrong men
From the look on her face tonight, she's been wrong again
Bartender's thinkin' to himself as he rubs his towel around a glass

Now there's a man with a memory
There's a woman with a past
Lost souls on life's highway
Forever lookin' back
When you're livin' for the love
And the love doesn't last
You get a man with a memory
A woman with a past

Bartender turns the TV down
Cranks that ol' jukebox up
Carefully selects which buttons to push
For what each song does
C-23 after J-19, it's a tonic for a broken heart
A little Stardust in the mix, it's a fine, fine art
Dim the lights a notch or two
The next round is on the house

For the man with a memory
And the woman with a past
Lost souls on life's highway
Forever lookin' back
When you're livin' for the love
And the love doesn't last
You get a man with a memory
A woman with a past

Oh, we've all got somethin'
We've got to get around
Now and then you get the chance
To help the lost get found

Stackin' chairs and sweepin' up
He can't help a little smile

Thinkin' 'bout the man with a memory
And the woman with a past
Lost souls on life's highway
Forever lookin' back
When you're livin' for the love
And the love doesn't last
You get a man with a memory
A woman with a past

You get a man with a memory
A woman with a past

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Thanks For The G Chord - Lyrics - John Michael Montgomery

Title: Thanks For The G Chord
Artist: John Michael Montgomery
Composer(s): Mark Narmore, Byron Hill

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Lyric:
It sure is nice, sittin' on this porch
Pickin' these old time songs
No matter how far I get from here
This place still feels like home

Remember all those summer nights
We'd talk about life and such
Well Dad, I've come to realize
I haven't said enough

But thanks for the G chord
Teachin' me about the good Lord
Givin' me that old Ford
When I turned sixteen

Thanks for hangin' in there
When I was goin' nowhere
Thanks for never changin'
That lock on the front door
Thanks for the G chord

That old flat top Martin, you gave me back then
You know I've still got it now
I keep it locked up in that same ol' case
You used to tote around

Sometimes when the crowd is quiet
I'll bring it out again
And play the first song you taught me
Back when I was ten

Thanks for the G chord
Teachin' me about the good Lord
Givin' me that old Ford
When I turned sixteen

Thanks for hangin' in there
When I was goin' nowhere
Thanks for never changin'
That lock on the front door
Thanks for the G chord

Thanks for hangin' in there
When I was goin' nowhere
Thanks for never changin'
That lock on the front door
Thanks for the G chord

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Dirty Blvd. - Lyrics - NYC Man: The Collection - Lou Reed

Title: Dirty Blvd.
Album: NYC Man: The Collection
Artist: Lou Reed
Composer(s): Barry White, Shalene Evans, Albert J Johnson, Jamal Raheem

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Lyric:
Hello, hello, yo what up, man?
Who the fuck is this?
Who the fuck it sound like, man?
What the fuck you calling so early for, man?
What the fuck time is it?

It's like 3 o'clock, man
Thought you was coming to get me, man?
Shit, my bad son, please, man, come get me
Man, before I choke this bitch, man
Hurry up, son, man, it's like 90, man
Let's get some hoes or something

What up, dun? Same ol' shit
No doubt, ain't nothing new
Let's take a little spin, dun, word up

Yo, open my wings to a new day spread my lungs
Get laced, jump in the whip, stash the guns
Twist the key, shifted to D then flee
Before anything, get the daily dose of choke

We got the Benzo flooded with smoke on the float
My eye's burnin' from the dope killin' my throat
Lean my seat a taste, lumbar support on the belt
Doin' 90 or more debatin' on the latest rhyme wars

Where units don't count
But your rap pay add up to large amounts
Get my thrills puttin' other nigga's skills to sleep
Catch chills off a infamous beats

Swing the trees doin' one-handed u'ees
Blowin' on the ouwee 'cause we can't have the medicine canoein'
There go the boys to the right, no days and nights like that
Ayyo, dun, hold that down and turn it around

Dirty as fuck, thugs drugs and guns, D's and fatigues
T N T hopin' out of MPV's, surprise all a fuck out of me
Got rubber Glocks pointed at me
Ayyo Twin, what the fuck?

They had us laid out on the ground holdin' us down
With gats to back of our heads was goin' down
It wasn't us that held up that bitch you got
Where's the proof, man? Let me speak to my attorney

I know the routine, don't try to throw me
I been gettin' knocked since 12 and my moms tried to scold me
But all that told me to get in more shit
Ayyo P, what up? You my co-D, we both get knocked

What you did with that half a tree?
(Right in my sock)
Yo, I hope these fuckin' dicks won't find the stash spot
Dun, you know how I get down?
Yo I'm ready to bounce

Do the 100 yard-dash and tear ass
If my other half was alive we woulda got kill
'Cause dun woulda went for the guns and got ill
Plus I gots cracks on me, they found the cracks on me

Looked at'em, gave'em back to me
I could swore they was takin' us in
Then the lady in the car said, "that's not them"
Picked us up, told me I could keep the drugs

They didn't give a fuck, they was only lookin' for guns
And you ain't gotta tell us twice
We hopped in the car and slid off
On our way up-town for more of that funk

P lit the tree back up
Got off the Tri-burrough, hit the Henry Huds
Fuck it, let's slide through the Rutgers
Roll the windows down 'cause infamous Mobb bumpers

Skip To My Lou had the crowd jumpin'
Took a walk through the park frontin'
Didn't even have to hurt nuttin'
Man, I love it, ain't nothin' like summer in New York

Hear Infamous Thoughts
Then the Dream Team music starts
Damn, we young black entrepreneurs
New York pricks and dicks can't stop our floss

We like organized crime, the fuckin' Mobb
I'm only twenty-six playin' wit' serious cards
Dead serious cash, luxurious labs
Learn to balance fame with pain, you can't complain

Jus' another day livin' in the hood
Jus' another day around the way
Feelin' good today, oh no, we can't complain

Jus' another day livin' in New York
Dealin' with the jakes and the snakes .
Feelin' good today, we hit 'em up 'cause we here to stay

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Big Star - Lyrics - Adam Gregory

Title: Big Star
Artist: Adam Gregory
Composer(s): Hal Draper

Lyric:
I work at the Big Star on old 405
I make 6 bucks an hour and I work steady nights
Well it might not be much but it's all that I need
In that little glass booth in that highway to dreams

I was not that good of a student at school
But this life taught me lessons that made me no fool
Oh my mom and dad raised me by that golden rule
In a world that gets ruthless, a world that gets cruel

Fill'er up, let me check your oil, sir
Cash or card, let me get your change
Just turn right when you see that big church sign
Just go straight and you'll be on your way

I had me a girl once and my ring she wore
But her father said, she could not see me no more
Oh, I know it'd be different if I weren't so poor
So I'm writing these songs, trying to open some doors

Well that's enough, crying over used to be's
Got to write these songs get that girl back to me
I'm a man with conviction, I've got things to do
When that sun starts a rising
Oh, when that sun starts a rising my night shifts are through
I work at the Big Star on ol' 405

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To M.G. (Wherever She May Be) - Lyrics - John Mellencamp

Title: To M.G. (Wherever She May Be)
Artist: John Mellencamp
Composer(s): John Mellencamp

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Lyric:
I was watching a movie, the other night on TV
The actress reminded me of you
Her attitude, the way that she smiled
She was doin' a part girl, like you used to do

I do believe you played it better
If it wasn't better, it was just as strong
I would've called you up on the telephone that night
But somehow girl, it'd been all wrong

I heard you married a stranger
In a horse and carriage that was covered with gold
Well, you wanted to be different and still fit in
I wonder if you feel different at all now that you're older

Hope you didn't lose that innocent laughter
Oh, God I hope time didn't take that away
All those junior high nights underneath the front porch light
A good Catholic girl during the day

Oh oh oh, just watching the time grow
Old enough to know that these memories can't hurt a thing
Oh oh oh, just watching the time grow
If I saw you today, girl, I wouldn't even know ya

Well, I know it wasn't that big of a love affair
But boy, it sure seemed like one back then
When I parlay the memories into their proper places
I can see now, we were no more than friends

Ooh, your kisses sure tasted sweet
But I guess any kiss tastes sweet at fifteen
I just hope your touch is as warm to your ol' man
As it seemed like it was to me

Oh oh oh, just watching the time grow
Old enough to know that these memories can't hurt a thing
Oh oh oh, just watching the time grow
If I saw you today, girl, if I could be with you today
I wouldn't even know ya

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Earthbound - Lyrics - Rodney Crowell

Title: Earthbound
Artist: Rodney Crowell
Composer(s): Rodney J Crowell

Lyric:
I could shed my skin and in the blink of an eye
I could fly, fly, fly
Tie my dreams up in a sack and lay my head down
On the track and die, die, die
My life's been so sweet, I just can't stand it
I must admit, I've made out like a bandit

Last nights conversation with a real good friend of mine
Drinkin' wine, wine, wine
Said fifty years of livin' and your worst mistakes forgiven
It just takes time, time, time
One man's lust for life brings world renown
And the next guy can't get two feet off the ground
He?s earthbound

(Earthbound)
Hear the wind through the tops of the trees
(Earthbound)
Summer sun nearly ninety degrees
(Earthbound)
Big ol' moon sinking down, think I might stick around
I?m earthbound

I knew love once way back when she had almond eyes
And olive skin and long black hair
She was Irish Spanish mix breed I was southeast Texas hayseed
We were almost there
Her daddy did not like my kind around
My true love took the next train out of town, earthbound

(Earthbound)
Where there's fathers and daughters in pain
(Earthbound)
Mama's boy walking home in the rain
(Earthbound)
Like a ship run aground I think I might stick around
I?m earthbound

With each new day that passes I'm in need of thicker glasses
But it's all okay
Someday, I'll be leaving but I just can't help believing
That it's not today
Every golden moment I have found
I've done my best to run right in the ground, earthbound

(Earthbound)
See the sky big and beautiful blue
(Earthbound)
Fallen angels come callin' for you
(Earthbound)
Keepin' close to the ground think I might stick around

(Earthbound)
Tom Waits, Aretha Franklin, Mary Karr
(Earthbound)
Walter Cronkite, Seamus Heaney, Ringo Starr
(Earthbound)
Dalai Lama, Charlie Brown make me wanna stick around
I?m earthbound

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When You Think Of Me - Lyrics - A Day In The Life - Eric Benet

Title: When You Think Of Me
Album: A Day In The Life
Artist: Eric Benet
Composer(s): Eric Benet, Victor Cooke, James Jason Poyser

Lyric:
Hello baby how you been?
Nice to see your face again
Strange to see you comin' 'round
When you're the one who put me down

We were such a happy pair
But then another man was there
So forgive me I don't understand
Just what you want from me

As you can see my life's been good
I moved the family out the neighborhood
And all my dreams I've realized
To think you said, "It was a waste of time"

It's never hard to make new friends
When you're makin' Benjamins
Now did I hear you say again
You're still thinkin' of me?

Do you feel like dying, do you break down crying?
Do you fall down on your knees?
Don't wanna go on living, does your world start spinning
When you think of me?

All I had was love to bring
But you was on some ol' material thing
Looks like you're still trying to drive them mad
But it's not easy when your credit's bad

I didn't know that I could feel so blue
It took some time but girl I'm over you
Would've gladly gave my life for you
You should have thought the whole thing through

All those nights with your girlfriends
Was just a front for you and him
Y'all was supposed to leave for Honolulu
Leaving yo' ass was 'bout the best he could do

Dry your tears now baby it's okay
I'll introduce you to my fiance
Excuse me baby say again
You been thinkin' of me?

Do you feel like dying, do you break down crying?
Do you fall down on your knees?
Don't wanna go on living, does your world start spinning
When you think of me?

Do you think of me in waves that pull you under
From my memory is there nowhere you can hide?
Do you close your eyes, see my face and wonder?
How could a love so strong be nothing but a lie?

Do you feel like dying, do you break down crying?
Do you fall down on your knees?
Don't wanna go on living, does your world start spinning
When you think of me?

Do you feel like dying, do you break down crying?
Do you fall down on your knees?
Don't wanna go on living, does your world start spinning
When you think of me?
When you think of me, when you think of me?

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Picture - Lyrics - Cocky - Kid Rock

Title: Picture
Album: Cocky
Artist: Kid Rock
Composer(s): R.J. Ritchie, Sheryl Crow

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Lyric:
Livin' my life in a slow hell
Different girl every night at the hotel
I ain't seen the sunshine in three damn days
Been fuelin' up on cocaine and whiskey
Wish I had a good girl to miss me

Lord, I wonder if I'll ever change my ways
I put your picture away, sat down and cried today
I can't look at you while I'm lying next to her
You put your picture away, sat down and cried today
I can't look at you while I'm lyin' next ta' her

I called you last night in the hotel
Everyone knows but they wont tell
But their half hearted smiles tell me somethin'
Just ain't right, I been waitin' on you for along time

Fuelin' up on heart aches and cheap wine
I ain't heard from you in three damn nights
I put your' picture away, I wonder where you been
I can't look at you while I'm lyin' next to him
I put your' picture away, I wonder where you been
I can't look at you while I'm lyin' next to him

I saw you yesterday with an old friend
It was the same ol' same how have you been
Since you been gone my worlds been dark and grey
You reminded me of brighter days

I hoped you were comin' home ta' stay
I was head of the church
I was off to drink you away

I thought about you for a long time
Can't seem to get you off my mind
I can't understand why we're livin' life this way
I found your picture today, I swear I'll change my ways

I just called to say I want you to come back home
I found your picture today, I swear I'll change my ways
I just called to say I want you to come back home
I just called to say you love you, come back home

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So Am I - Lyrics - Trent Willmon

Title: So Am I
Artist: Trent Willmon
Composer(s): Trent Wayne Willmon, Charles Chris Dubois

Lyric:
The hood's up, the oil is leakin'
The bolt's broken off an' my knuckles are bleedin'
But the sun is shinin' an' the birds are singin'
An' so am I

Now my sweet, Daisy, pretty as a rose
In the back yard hangin' out clothes
'Cause that ol' Maytag's broke
An' so am I

But she love's the life we're livin'
Barefoot dancin' in the kitchen
While I'm pickin', one string missin'
An' she don't seem to mind

Lord knows, she deserves better
Ain't got two nickels to rub together
But, sweet Daisy, long as you're happy, baby
So am I

Summer time, nights are gettin' hotter
Sundown down by the water
I bait her hook an' slip on a bobber
So she can wet a line

They ain't bitin', too hot I reckon
I look over at her an' she's winkin'
If she's thinkin' what I think she's thinkin'
So am I

We love the life we're livin'
It feels so good skinny dippin'
Skinny dippin' an' long legs kickin'
In the Mississippi mud line

Lord knows, she deserves better
Ain't got two nickels to rub together
But, sweet Daisy, long as you're happy, baby
So am I

She love's this life we're livin'
Barefoot dancin' in the kitchen
While I'm pickin', two strings missin'
An' she don't seem to mind

Lord knows, she can do better
Ain't got two nickels to rub together
But, sweet Daisy, long as you're happy, baby
So am I

Sweet Daisy, long as you're happy, honey
So am I

Yeah, so am I

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