time I wonder what this world would be like If I could live your life If I could live your life, if I could live your life
When I heard that familiar voice My heart stopped dead in it's tracks Across the room I could see him there A ghost from my past But he's too caught
Jolene, Jolene Jolene, Jolene I'm beggin' of you Please don't take my man Jolene, Jolene Jolene, Jolene Please don't take him Even though you can Your
First thing I remember knowin' Was a lonesome whistle blowin' And a young one's dream of growin' up to ride On a freight train leavin' town Not knowin
When the evenin' Sun goes down You can find me Hangin' around Oh the night life Ain't no good life But it's my life Many people Just like me Dreaming
You sure know what you're doin' Holdin' me this way And I'll go where you lead me Anywhere you say You've got me where you want me So darlin' please
R-E-S-P-E-C-T Find out what it means to me R-E-S-P-E-C-T Take care T-C-B What you want Baby I got it What you need You know I got it All I want you
of San Antone Oh lips so sweet and tender Just like petals fallin' apart Speak once again of my love My ol' broken songs Empty words I know Still live
You know it seems like I've loved you forever Who could be closer than you and I People even say we're so much alike But they don't know I've Been
I want a Sunday kind of love A love to last past Saturday night And I'd like to know it's more than love at first sight I want a Sunday kind of love
Sweet dreams of you Every night I go through Why can't I forget the past And start loving someone new Instead of having Sweet dreams About you You
Well you say you're from the city California is your home Hey I'm a country girl Over Oklahoma way Oh there's miles and miles between us But that don
Daddy used to tell me If I ran too fast I'd fall and hurt myself But the ice cream man would ring his bell And I'd get there before anyone else I'd
Tell me why do you put up with my foolish ways You never take to heart the crazy things I say Oh I know that you could walk out on me anyday There must
I can't say I didn't know what I was doin' I can't pretend things just got outta hand I shoulda kept my distance While I was still strong But I got caught
I want your lovin' More and more I want you kisses That's for sure I die each time I hear the sound There's sayin' Here he comes He's Cathy's clown
Well I married to the good life I said I'd be a good wife When I put on this ring I drive a new Mercedes I play tennis with the ladies I buy all the
I can't get used to the hustle I try to keep my actions straight I get caught in the bustle I do things I really hate Just when I think I'm a sinkin
