little souls of all those boys that did not understand But you can wear a robe that's laced with gold But The Clothes Don't Make The Man Designer names Rips and
fingers memorize your body and I fall in love again You look deep inside of me and I realize That everything I?ll ever need is in your eyes And I get
a little peace... on earth. Chorus: Baby whatcha say we go pickin' wildflowers? Got a spot way back in the woods. Sneak away for a couple of hours, You and
said go where you gotta go But don't forget to call home And momma cried keep Jesus in your life and I hugged her one last time And then I headed down
Dolly? Are you famous yet?" I just say: "Momma, keep me in your prayers: "And I'll know when I get there." I don't know if it's worth it. And I don't
kind of music You can feel down in your soul Give us Three Chord Country And American Rock & Roll Yeah... Give Three Chord Country... And American Rock & Roll
Red lipstick on my blue collar. An' her number in Maybelline black eye liner. Written on a napkin in my back pocket. She found it right there right before
d headed out west to find yourself, An' you found yourself some guy. Now you'd always said that we'd be wed by the time you were twenty-three. Now for
she had me, it took two nurses to hold me, one nurse to slap me. Doctor turned to momma and shook his head, whiped the sweat off his brow, and then he
Fin'lly got over that song of ours; stopped chasin' little red sports cars, To check the license plates an' back wood drivin' by your place. Back makin
ay. (Wrap around, wrap around.) You should see her every mornin', In my faded flannel shirt. Wearin' her Big Bear slippers: She's so sexy that it hurts. And
My fingers memorize your body and I fall in love again You look deep inside of me and I realize That everything I'll ever need is in your eyes And I
Dolly? Are you famous yet?" I just say,"Momma, keep me in your prayers And I'll know when I get there" I don't know if it's worth it And I don't know
You and me, baby, a pickin' wildflowers Hey baby, Mother Nature is waitin' and Love's bloomin' like a cherry tree Let's buzz around maybe do some pollinating And
I've gotta begin To dust off my dreams and dream 'em again 'Cause I've gotta crazy to think you still love me So that means just me And old Plan B
eye Said, "Go where you gotta go, but don't forget to call home" And momma cried, "Keep Jesus in your life" And I hugged her one last time And then I
you can feel down in your soul Give us three chord country and American rock and roll Yeah Give us three chord country and American rock and roll Tell