They call me Catfish Bates 'Cause I can catch a catfish anytime I want to Even when the moon man tells me they won?t bite They call me Catfish Bates
in her cut off jeans and her john deere cap she can put the boondocks square on the map she can ride in an old truck with dents in the doors and make
(Jeff Bates/Terry Clayton) I'm workin' 40 hours And mroe if I can get it Still need an extra job So I can get more credit Well, I work hard because
I like hot cornbread and sweet iced tea Homegrown tomatoes and fresh picked peas Chicken fried steak ?n? gravy Cooked in a cast iron pan I think dogs
Its 4 a.m., I'm headed North straight up 65 I couldn't sleep a wink last night, so I just had to drive I know I'm gonna to see you when I get to Louisville
Don't Hate Me For Loving You - Jeff Bates I can?t help myself Baby, I?ve tried and I?ve tried But I just don?t want nobody else ?Cause you, did this
fire red t-bird made me look a little out of style as i sit there in daddy's old belle-air and i look for the quarter mile everybody from the high school
She said: "Sir, do you need the instruction manual?" "Well, no, Ma'am: there's no job I can't handle." Don't matter to me if it's high or low tech, I
He Wasn?t Like Us by Jeff Bates We didn?t know for sure, but everybody said That ol? boy ain?t right in the head, he?s a little slow We?d hide in the
Four by four Chevrolet, chick magnet all the way Kept it armor-alled and waxed and shined, and buffed Got a good friend down at the Goodyear We get together
I make my living with paper and pencil And an old guitar I use melody and words that rhyme To tug at other's hearts But mine is still too tender To put
My cousin Bobby?s on the county road Pickin up trash for the car he stole You see him in them orange clothes you?d swear he?s evil He?s had sticky fingers
How long has it been? How long have you held it in? An' how long will you wait, Before you let somebody take your breath away again? I wanna be the
One coffee cup, one toothbrush One set of keys, one car out in the drive One half of the closet of the empty One half of the bed cold at night One of
(Jeff Bates/Gordon Bradberry/Ben Hayslip) Hey baby, I guess you're wondering What I'm doing home so soon Naw, I ain't sick It's just, this morning when
If you hear it on the radio and don't turn it up It 'aint country enough Six presets on the stereo in my new truck Five other buttons that I don't ever
(Jimmy Yeary/Kenny Beard/Jeff Bates) When I need some kissin' Some womanly attention I know exactly right were it's at She's got a way of losin' all
I love the way your hair lays on your shoulders And how it shines there in the light I wanna hold 'cha, so come a little closer I dont want to miss a
