Frustrated It's swimming through my head Like every other one Like any other one, it still adds up My old familiar friend You know just what I want
Can I join the world tonight? In celebration of an appetite From solitude to socialite We have it all but haven't got it right Here I am there I
When you hear twin fiddles and a steel guitar You're listenin' to the sound of the American heart And opry music on a Saturday night Brings a smile to
Sin caricias nace el dia Amenaza dia cualquiera Con la resaca de siempre Y sin ninguna primavera El aire lleva prisionero Aroma de desencanto Con los
We stood there frozen as the baseball hit the bat Watched it clear the fence in Johnson's yard And broke that front door glass We were already on that
Ran across a friend of mine Hadn't seen since eleventh grade Saw our name on the marquie sign And stopped in to see us play He said, man it's been a
Look at the two of you dancing that way Lost in the moment and each others face So much in love your alone in this place Like there's nobody else in
Some judge a man by the way he shakes a hand And if he looks a man in the eyes By the way he treats his tools The way he treats a fool And the things
I made a trip back to my hometown last week For my grandparent's 50 year anniversary It was black leather wingtips, and big bouffant hair Your typical
(Originally by: Ronnie Milsap) Well, you can walk out on me tonight If you think that it ain't feeling right But darling, there ain't no getting over
Have you ever popped a can And put a pinch between your cheek and gum Run barefooted through the woods Come hunting with a blue tick and a gun Patted
An old guitar with brand new strings Your favorite faded pair of jeans That first apartment away from home A newborn sleeping all night long Seeing him
I was sitting on a bench with my ankle tapped up Watching our team getting beat like a drum by a private school They were giving high fives and acting
Everybody in my senior class Got the hell out just as fast as they could go And pretty soon that Greyhound bus It only left a few of us to carry on It
Get the motor running hot Second row, third disc I still remember that yellow sundress Blonde hair, blue eyes And everytime I looked at her my tongue
a sad song it was, through renewal it brought and a month seems sometimes shorter than a half nights longing hidden and hard are the reasons for war
The King is dead, someone took his time away They took his head from of their spears, on a different day Like there never was a way A carpet church covers