You ain't right You're in your thirties without a job And you're still living with your mom You ain't right You go to your great uncle's wake And you
Having somebody to share my life Loving my husband and being a wife And the very best mother I can be That's important to me Telling the truth and
got the buckle You've got the Stetson cowboy hat You've got the creases in your Wranglers And the Skoal ring in the back You've got the two step and
morning And you went to work today, this song's for you And if you put eight honest hours in For eight hours worth of pay, this song's for you And if
just worn out boots standin on holy ground i guess its true if even two are gathered in his hands thats where Jesus is somewhere they were gathered and
truck flipped and caught on fire 'Cause God help my man if he's fooling around If he's fooling around with some hussy he knows While I'm cooking his dinner and
be my woman And I was made to be your man We are bound by God forever We're part of a bigger plan 'Cause I was born to be your woman And I was made
What are we gonna do It's only been a week or two And he's found someone new Looks like it's gonna be Another night with you and me Sweet Emmylou Repeat
in Santa Fe Then you drug him through the dirt in San Antone And last year out in Vegas you almost took him all the way Then you sent him broke and busted
It's too fast, it's too slow It's too country, too rock and roll It's too happy, to sad, to short, or it's way too long Yeah and it's too bad they don
outta him Yeah, I...I...I..I just loved the hell outta him He swore the one thing he'd never do Is sit here beside me in this pew So I just smiled and
Cheater, cheater where'd you meet her Down at Ernie's Bar? Did she smile your way, twirl her hair and say how cute your dimples are? Did she use that
been blessed with fame and fortune, oh but in the end A song's what I wish I could've been Chorus A song lives forever and never ever dies Sings enemies together and
tree to keep from getting lost and it'll always point our way home like that old rugged cross A hundred years and it just grew and only heaven knew what it'd be And
, now, there's places I've got to see. if I stayed here with you, love, It wouldn't be the same. I'm as free as a bird now, And this bird you can't change
years have come and gone away, But she?s still hurting like its yesterday, ?Cuz she wants to put her arms around his neck, and look in his eyes so blue, and
So you can play and sing and bend those strings Like Urban, Brad and Chet But can you... Can You Duet And you can belt it loud and hold a crowd Of drunks