Carl's got a brand new haircut, must have been the girl's first date Baby blue front quarter panel on his old dark green Chevorlet Probably never make
(Jerry Laseter/Kerry Kurt Phillips) Every Friday night there's a steady cloud of dust That leads back to a field filled with pickup trucks Got old Hank
(Craig Martin/Larry W. Johnson) Johnny's daddy was taking him fishin' When he was eight years old A little girl came through the front gate holdin'
(Phil Vassar/Steve Mandile/Jerry Vandiver) Hot sun dancin' on the river We're sittin on the bank and watch the world go by Our feet in the water she
This is for the nobody The one in the crowd who's got a Lost look on his face This is for the down trotted The one that the worlds forgotten Waitin'
Spent forty-eight dollars last night at the county fair I throwed out my shoulder But I won her that teddy bear She's got me sayin' sugar-pie, honey
(Tommy Barnes/Gene Simmons/John D. Loudermilk) I'm an Indian outlaw Half Cherokee and Choctaw My baby she's a Chippewa She's one of a kind All my friends
(Mark Nesler/Tony Martin) You always had an eye for things that glittered But I was far from being made of gold I don't know how but I scraped up the
I got and empty feelin' When that moving van pulled up It got a whole lot emptier As I watched them fill that truck And when they carried out your
(with Tim McGraw) (Chris Lindsey, Marv Green, Bill Luther, Aimee Mayo) Baby I've been drifting away Dreaming all day Of holidng you Touching you The
He said I was in my early 40's, With a lot of life before me, And a moment came that stopped me on a dime. I spent most of the next days, lookin' at
(duet with Faith Hill) (Stephony Smith) Dancin' in the dark Middle of the night Takin' your heart And holdin' it tight Emotional touch Touchin' my
(Aimee Mayo/Bill Luther) I never had no one I could count on I've been let down so many times I was tired of hurtin' So tired of searchin' 'Til you
(Phil Vassar) I think I'll take a moment, celebrate my age The ending of an era and the turning of a page Now it's time to focus in on where I go from
Everywhere I go, they're staring at her Every man I know-he wants to have her I guess I ought to be a jealous man I look the other way-they're hittin
(Rodney Crowell/Will Jennings) When all our tears have reached the sea Part of you will live in me Way down deep inside my heart The days keep coming
(Rick Ferrell/Keith Follese) It was Labor Day weekend I was seventeen I bought a Coke and some gasoline And I drove out to the county fair When I saw
You never looked so good As you did last night Underneath those city lights There walking with your friend Laughing at the moon I swear you looked right
