When you're feelin' lonely Lost and let down Seems like those dark skies Are following you around And life's just one big shade of gray You wonder if
When you find yourself In some far off place And it causes you To rethink some things You start to sense That slowly you're becoming someone else And
Someday, I'm gonna be famous, Do I have talent? Well, no. These days you don't really need it, Thanks to reality shows. Can't wait to date a supermodel
(Brad Paisley and Chely Wright) You wouldn't believe the number of times I've heard somebody say How come some guy, some handsome prince, hasn't swept
She left without leaving a number Said she needed to clear her mind He figured she'd gone back to Austin Cause she talked about it all the time It was
She moved into my old apartment That's how we got this whole thing started She called and said that I had mail waiting there for me I told her that I
I remember trying not to stare The night that I first met you You had me mezmorized And three weeks later In the front porch light Taking 45 minutes
You're not supposed to say the word "cancer" in a song. And tellin' folks Jesus is the answer can rub 'em wrong. It ain't hip to sing about tractors,
There's a man standing on the corner With a sign sayin "will work for food" You know the man You see him every morning The one you never give your
Tempted and tried we're oft made to wonder Why it should be thus all the day long While there are others living about us Never molested though in the
Two teardrops were floatin' down the river One teardrop said to the other, ?I'm from the soft blue eyes of a woman in love. I'm a tear of joy she couldn
(Brad Paisley) Mother - do not cry for me All of this is exactly how it's supposed to be (Sara Evans) I'm right here. Can you hear my voice? My life,
Well he yelled out from the back row look here preacher man We all know you're new here but you need to understand It don't really scare us when you
Wrapping paper everywhere Stacked up dishes, but who cares They can wait until tomorrow now It's you and me, and this old couch The Christmas tree in
Woahhhhh woahhhhhhh Shes got Brazilian leather boots on the pedal of her German car Listen to the Beatles singing back in the USSR Yeah shes goin around
That sleepy little campfire. Popped and kinda crackled. We were heating up the pork and beans. And Bubba said, man it don't get any better than this.
Away in a manger, no crib for His bed, The little Lord Jesus lay down his sweet head. The stars in the sky looked down where He lay The little Lord Jesus
Verse 1: It was a cold and dark December night But a star still lit the sky Away in a manger you could hear a baby cry It was the cry of the Son of God
