Hey I was just a skinny lad Never knew no good from bad But I knew life before I left my nursery - huh Left alone with big fat Fanny She was such
Very superstitious, writing's on the wall, Very superstitious, ladders bout' to fall, Thirteen month old baby, broke the lookin' glass Seven years
I admit; feeling down I can cruise down-town And find a good place to cry And drink a bottle dry I can see close in time I could ease my mind In all
Cheers from a high school football game on an American Friday night Chorus of the pledge of allegiance As the red ones rewind the fight Crowd roars
So you sailed away Into a grey sky morning Now i'm here to stay Love can be so boring Nothing's quite the same now I just say your name now Chorus
Yeah me Jim and Dan we were all best friends Riding off like cowboys on a road that never ends We knew it was our last time for the time of our lives
He's a mover he's a shaker he's a real money maker Spit shine on his alligator shoes Nobody's knowin' He's headin' straight for ruin And he doesn't even
We were 18, it was prom night. We had our first big fight. She said "Pull this car over". I did and then I told her, "I don't know what you are crying
Got my eye on the deacons daughter But I'm diesel fuel, and she's holy water. She don't like boys that drink cuss and chew That's why im here, lord callin
Sittin' on a train bridge Waitin' on sundown River winds Settin' low on that old town And nothin' else to do but think And toss a stone and watch it
We were born to mothers who smoked and drank Our cribs were covered in lead based paint No child proof lids no seat belts in cars Rode bikes with no
Well I grew up back in the sticks I was raised on cornbread and scripture And praise God for teachin' me wrong from right I had a wild streak Three counties
There's something missing in the air tonight That old rockingham moon knows just how to find Here I am a thousand miles away There ain't nothing like
Well baby, there ain't no maybe about it I ain't made of money So I know that you ain't hangin round for that If it grew on trees The branches on mine
Well, I grew up back in the sticks I was raised on cornbread and scripture And praise God, for teachin' me wrong from right I had a wild streak and three
Cheers from a high school football game On American Friday Night A chorus of the Pledge of Allegiance As the Veteran's rewind the fight The crowd roars
Yeah me Jim and Dan, we were all best friends. Riding off like cowboys on a road that never ends. We knew it was our last time for the time of our lives
I got my eye on the deacon's daughter But I'm diesel fuel and she's holy water She don?t like boys that drink cuss and chew That?s why I'm here, Lord
