Clouds, herbs and art
Rotating love through time
Tears after overkill
Reversing all my love
Clouds, herbs and art
Rotating love through time
Tears after overkill
Reversing all my love
Nunca le preocupa lo que puede pasarle a su hijo
Aunque las cosas no le van demasiado bien
Separado de ella por las quatros a
Far frae my hame I wander but still my thoughts return
To my ain folk over yonder in the sheiling by the burn
I see the cosy ingle and the mist upon the brae
And joy and sadness mingle as I list some auld world lay
(Chorus)
And it' oh but I'm longing for my ain folk
Though they be but lowly pure and plain folk
I am far beyond the sea but my heart will always be
At home in dear old Scotland wi' my ain folk
A bonnie lassie's greetin' tho' she tries tae stay the tears
And sweet will be our meeting after many weary years
How my mother will caress me when I'm standing by her side
Now she prays that heaven will bless me through the stormy seas divide
(Chorus)
Hello mom and dad, what's been goin' on
I know it's been awhile, since I've written home
I like my new job, sure I like this town
But I finally got me something to write home about
She's got long blonde hair, and deep blue eyes
She likes the music loud and walkin' in the moon light
She laughs sometimes, sometimes until she cries
Oh mom, I'm in love, and dad, I'm sure you'd be proud
'Cause I finally got me something to write home about
I got that raise in pay now aint just getting by
Looks like I'm on my way I guess I must be livin' right
Oh if my old friends could only see me now
'Cause I finally got me something to write home about
She's got long blonde hair and deep blue eyes
She likes the music loud and walkin' in the moonlight
She laughs sometimes, sometimes until she cries
Oh mom, I'm in love, and dad, I'm sure you'd be proud
'Cause I finally got me something to write home about
Yeah mom I'm in love, and dad im sure you'd be proud
'Cause I finally got me something to write home about
That girl is somethin'
oh the first time that we ever danced together
you kissed me and i froze right where i stood
it felt just like that night could go on forever
thats the very moment my heart thought you would
always be always be mine
always be always be mine
remember when we drove alnight down to daytona
i dont even think we ever saw the beach
we spent half a weeks vacation in a hotel room
and that might not be your favorite memory
but it'll always be always be mine
always be always be mine
oh i know you said we dont belong together
but if by chance you ever change your mind
and you need two arms to die and to hold you
it'll always be always be mine
i still keep your picture hangin in the hallway
and all your letters in the bottom of the drawer
i still believe for everyone theres only one true love
and i realize that i'll never be yours
but you'll always be always be mine
always be always be mine
yes you'll always be always be mine
always be always be mine
I've been fightin' with these sheets again
Can't make myself lie still
My pillowcase is soakin wet
And yet I feel a chill
It takes all I can do these days
To just survive the nights
It gets crazy when a man can't get a woman off his mind
When a man can't shake a memory
I've been phonin' you since eight o'clock
It's almost four a.m.
My mind keeps paintin' pictures
Of you out lovin' him
I just crushed a dixie cup
For runnin' out of wine
It gets crazy when a man can't get a woman off his mind
When a man can't shake a memory
He runs hot and cold and blind
He hates her, then he loves her
Then he hates her one more time
Your love has such a grip on me
It chokes me like a vine
Oh, it's crazy when a man can't get a woman off his mind
He made it to every ball game
Unless he just had to go to work
He always said, "A man's got to juggle his time and his money"
And he's got to know what each one is worth
He taught me so many things
Even when he wasn't trying to
When I'm in a situation I can't figure out
I just ask myself, "What would he do?"
I'm walking in my father's shoes
He's never let me down
That's a lot to live up to
Stumbling and falling
Tryin' to stand tall in
Walking in my father's shoes
I'm balancing my checkbook, balancing my life
Chasing down a dollar, trying to buy some time
I jump out in the fast lane, sometimes I risk it all
Running myself right down to a crawl
Then I get up on Sunday morning
And get down on my knees
I always feel that he's right there, listening
Giving me direction and giving me strength
I'm walking in my father's shoes
He's never let me down
And that's a lot to live up to
Stumbling and falling
Tryin' to stand tall in
Walking in my father's shoes
Yes, I'm stumbling and falling
Trying to stand tall in
She’s in the kitchen at the crack of dawn
Bacon’s on, coffee’s strong
Kids running wild, taking off their clothes
If she’s a nervous wreck, well it never shows
Takes one to football and one to dance
Hits the Y for aerobics class
Drops by the bank, stops at the store
Has on a smile when I walk through the door
The last to go to bed, she’ll be the first one up
And I thought I was tough
Chorus
She’s strong, pushes on, can’t slow her down
She can take anything life dishes out
There was a time
Back before she was mine
When I thought I was tough
We sat there five years ago
The doctors let us know, the test showed
She’d have to fight to live, I broke down and cried
She held me and said it’s gonna be alright
She wore that wig to church
Pink ribbon pinned there on her shirt
No room for fear, full of faith
Hands held high singing Amazing Grace
Never once complained, refusing to give up
And I thought I was tough
Chorus
She’s strong, pushes on, can’t slow her down
She can take anything life dishes out
There was a time
Back before she was mine
When I thought I was tough
She’s a gentle word, the sweetest kiss
A velvet touch against my skin
I’ve seen her cry, I’ve seen her break
But in my eyes, she’ll always be strong
There was a time
Back before she was mine
With skin as tough as a burlap sack
He had his second heart attack
Last summer but he?s still goin?
There?s a melancholy in his eyes
For all of you who care enough
To wonder why, well, let me tell you
It all started back in 1957
When ole Walt Disney took him by surprise
That?s the day Old Yeller died
Well, that twelve year old became a man
Eleven years too soon in Vietnam
With his best friend Tommy
They were tough as nails and southern born
And awfully proud to wear that uniform
Then things got scary
On April 4th, Tommy left for Heaven
The same year the world was taken by surprise
That?s the day Martin Luther died
So before you judge him you need to know
There?s more to that old man than what you
See there on that barstool with a Bourbon in his hand
You heard about his younger years
But don?t leave now there?s more to hear
That might explain the pain in that old man
How quick America forgot
About the only war they?d lost
And life goes on, that?s what they tell ya
No ticker tape no reason why
Might have never seen the end of that chapter
Of his life, if he hadn?t met Betty
They got married in December 1980
No doubt it was the best day of his life
Two days before John Lennon died
So before you judge him you need to know
There?s more to that old man than what you
See there on that barstool with a bourbon in his hand
Now we?ve covered chapter two
I can almost see a change in you
There?s still a lot of life in that old man
He hadn?t had a drink in at least a year
To tell the truth I?m shocked he?s here
But as long as he wants ?em, I?m gonna pour ?em
Before you came in I asked him why
He just raised his fragile head and wiped his eyes
And then he told me
I?ve seen so much in my life I?ve never questioned
This time the good Lord took me by surprise
Yesterday my Betty died
With skin as tough as a burlap sack
He had his second heart attack
Raymond's in his Sunday best
He's usually up to his chest in oil and grease
There's the Martin's walkin' in
With that mean little freckle-faced kid
Who broke a window last week
Sweet Miss Betty likes to sing off key
In the pew behind me
That's what I love about Sunday
Sing along as the choir sways
Every verse of Amazin' Grace
And then we shake the Preacher's hand
Go home, into your blue jeans
Have some chicken and some baked beans
Pick a back yard football team
Nothin' much of anything
That's what I love about Sunday
I stroll to the end of the drive
Pick up the Sunday Times
Grab a coffee cup
It looks like Sally and Ron
Finally tied the knot
Well, it's about time
It's 35 cents off a ground round
Baby, cut that coupon out
That's what I love about Sunday
Cat-napping on the porch swing
You curled up next to me
The smell of jasmine wakes us up
Take a walk down a back road
Tackle box and a cane pole
Carve our names in that white oak
And steal a kiss as the sun fades
That's what I love about Sunday, oh yeah
Oh, new believers gettin' baptized
Mommas hands raised up high
Havin' a Hallelujah good time
A smile on everybody's face
That's what I love about Sunday, oh yeah
Barry Tolbert, Lookout Lane
He was white knuckling a diamond ring
And fumbling for the dome light
Sherry Lynn knows something's up
'Cause Berry ain't ever been stuck
For words like he is tonight
Since they pulled over
Her heart's been beatin' faster
Without the song, who knows
He might have never asked her
Simple words put into lines
Just a melody and rhyme
But at that moment seemed so strong
How can a piece of poetry
Knock a grown man to his knees
And lead him by the heart to where he belongs?
Then it came on, the song
Larry Pearson had a crush
One more was never enough
He'd say, "I can quit anytime"
The whole town knew his name
They'd all say, "What a shame
He's wastin' away his life"
A stranger's quarter
Dropped into that corner jukebox
It's been almost two years
And guess what made him stop
Simple words put into lines
Just a melody and rhyme
But at that moment seemed so strong
How can a piece of poetry
Knock a grown man to his knees
And lead him by the heart to where he belongs?
Then it came on, the song
Simple words put into lines
Just a melody and rhyme
But at that moment seemed so strong
How can a piece of poetry
Knock a grown man to his knees
And lead him by the heart to where he belongs?
Like the song
I'm meetin' my buddies out on the lake
We're headed out to a special place we love
That just a few folks know
There's no signin' up, no monthly dues
Take your Johnson, your Mercury
Or your Evinrude an' fire it up
Meet us out at party cove
Come on in the water's fine
Just idle on over an' toss us a line
Bass-trackers, Bayliners and a party barge
Strung together like a floatin' trailer park
Anchored out and gettin' loud all summer long
Side by side, there's five houseboat front porches
Astroturf, lawn chairs and tiki torches
Regular Joes rockin' the boat, that's us
The Redneck Yacht Club
Bermuda's, flip-flops and a tank-top tan
He popped his first top at 10 a.m., that's Bob
He's our president
We're checkin' out the girls on the upper deck
Rubbin' in the 15 SPF, it's hot
Everybody's jumpin' in
Later on when the sun goes down
We'll pull out the jar and that old guitar
An' pass 'em around
Bass-trackers, Bayliners and a party barge
Strung together like a floatin' trailer park
Anchored out and gettin' loud all summer long
Side by side, there's five houseboat front porches
Astroturf, lawn chairs and tiki torches
Regular Joes rockin' the boat, that's us
The Redneck Yacht Club
When the party's over and we're all alone
We'll be makin' waves in a no-wake zone
Bass-trackers, Bayliners and a party barge
Strung together like a floatin' trailer park
Anchored out and gettin' loud all summer long
Side by side, there's five houseboat front porches
Astroturf, lawn chairs and tiki torches
Regular Joes rockin' the boat, that's us
The Redneck Yacht Club
Redneck Yacht Club
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The Redneck Yacht Club
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I was raised in the sticks
That's where I get my kicks
Tailgatin' with my buddies
Boots and dog and tires all muddy
Cold drinks chillin' in the creek
Gods green earth for my sink
I feel at home around a crowd of hicks
If you're on your feet before the sun comes up
And out there in your truck
Makin' hay rain or shine
Break a sweat before day light
Kind that ain't afraid of work
Elbow grease and good clean dirt
Taste of whiskey made from corn
You save your Sundays for the Lord
It's a good chance you were born and
Raised in the sticks
That's where you get your kicks
Tailgatin' with your buddies
Boots and dog and tires all muddy
Cold drinks chillin' in the creek
Gods green earth for your sink
You feel at home around a crowd of hicks
That were raised in the sticks
How 'bout them girls in baseball caps
Ponytails goin though the back
T-shirts tied up in a knot
Holey jeans and old flip flops
Bet they know some fishin' holes
They sure cut down some old dirt roads
How to lock and load a gun
She'll shoot you straight, believe me son
I'm so glad I found me one
Raised in the sticks
And that's where they get their kicks
Tailgatin' with their buddies
Boots and dog and tires all muddy
Cold drinks chillin' in the creek
Gods green earth for your sink
You feel at home around a crowd of hicks
That were raised in the sticks
Tailgatin' with their buddies
Boots and dogs and tires all muddy
Cold drinks chillin' in the creek
Gods green earth for the sink
They feel at home around a crowd of hicks
That were raised in the sticks
You can't forget what love was wearin'
When it walked out your front door
Where you fell down to your knees
And can't forget the kind of suitcase
That was packed out on the sidewalk
While you cried there beggin' please
But love remembers
You can lie and tell yourself
You're over it and someone else will take love's place
And this is for the best
You can lie in that bed
In a stranger's arms reachin' for comfort
Close your eyes and still get no rest
?Cause love remembers
The smell of a summer day
Lyin' in a hammock over fresh cut grass
And the promise of forever
Yeah, love remembers
The sound of the pourin' rain
Beatin' down on the top of a car
On the side of the road where it couldn't wait
Yeah, love remembers
You might convince yourself
There's shelter in a bottle
And for a while there it might numb the pain
But when it hits you, then it hits you
That love's still gone and you'll be wishin'
That you'd poured it down the drain
'Cause love remembers
The taste of cotton candy lip gloss
On the lips of a long kiss
And the plans they made together
Yeah, love remembers to feel the fingertips
Runnin' through soakin' wet hair
On the bank after a midnight swim
Yeah, love remembers
Yeah, love remembers
The smell of a summer day
Lyin' in a hammock over fresh cut grass
And the promise of forever
Love remembers
The sound of the pourin' rain
Beatin' down on the top of a car
On the side of the road where it couldn't wait
Yeah, love remembers
Love remembers, love remembers
The sound of the pourin' rain
Beatin' down on the top of a car
On the side of the road where it couldn't wait
Love remembers
The smell of a summer day
Lyin' in a hammock over fresh cut grass
A little bit of guitar, a little bit of truck
A little bit of hound-dog an' a little bit of luck
A little bit of bacon, a little bit of beans
A little bit of you lovin' up on me
A little bit of how it's supposed to be
A little bit of life
A little bit of back-seat, a little bit of moon
A little bit of radio goin' boom, boom, boom
A little bit of sugar, a little bit of spice
A little bit of nasty, a little bit of nice
A little bit of how it's supposed to be
A little bit of life
I breath in, I breath out
Yeah, sleepin' all night with the windows down
Up in the mornin', stirrin' around
Drink a pot of coffee an' I head off to town
Work, work, work, all day long
Crank it up, bag it up, bring it on home
Supper on the table an' I eat me a bite
Then we snuggle on the porch by the pale moonlight
A little bit of me an' you doin' all right
A little bit of life
A little bit of tractor, a little bit of farm
A little bit of cornfield, an' a little bit of barn
A little bit of c'mon, a little bit of play
A little bit of yee-haw in the hay
A Dixie cup of home-made wine
A little bit of life
I breath in, I breath out
Yeah, sleepin' all night with the windows down
Up in the mornin', stirrin' around
Drink a pot of coffee an' I head off to town
Work, work, work, all day long
Crank it up, bag it up, bring it on home
Supper on the table an' I eat me a bite
Then we snuggle on the porch by the pale moonlight
A little bit of me an' you doin' all right
A little bit of life
A little bit of back-porch, a little bit of swing
A little bit of wind-chimes a-going ding-a-ling
A little bit of TV, a little bit of couch
Popcorn smellin' up the house
A-la-mode on a little slice of home-made pie
A little bit of life
I breath in, I breath out
Yeah, sleepin' all night with the windows down
Up in the mornin', stirrin' around
Drink a pot of coffee an' I head off to town
Work, work, work, all day long
Crank it up, bag it up, bring it on home
Supper on the table an' I eat me a bite
Then we snuggle on the porch by the pale moonlight
A little bit of me an' you doin' all right
A little bit of life
A little bit of me an' you doin' all right
A little bit of life
Yeah, a little bit of life
A little bit of guitar, a little bit of truck
A little bit of hound-dog, a little bit of luck
A little bit of back-seat, a little bit of moon
A little bit of radio, boom, boom, boom
A little bit of bacon, a little bit of beans
A little bit of you lovin' up on me
Seems like almost everyday
Trouble carries us away
And sometimes when we hurt
We all need to be saved
Every time I'm in too deep
Someone always rescues me
It's like heaven's sending down
The help that I need
Life like a chain
Sometimes it breaks
We all need a hand
When we fall from grace
It could be someone walking down the street
A stranger on a bus
A little kid on his way to school
Or any one of us
We all got a little superman, ready to take flight
And save a life, oh, save a life
Take a look around and you'll see
Ordinary angels
The world can make you feel so small
Steal your dreams and make you crawl
And break you till you got
You got nothing at all
When you're in that dark place
And you need that embrace
You know love is never too far away
It could be a waitress at coffee shop
You never saw before
A soldier that's just coming home
From fighting in the war
We all got a little superman, ready to take flight
And save a life, oh, save a life
Take a look around and you'll see
Ordinary angels
It could be someone walking down the street
A stranger on a bus
A little kid on his way to school
Or any one of us
We all got a little superman, ready to take flight
And save a life, oh, save a life
Take a look around, you'll see
If you see a pick-up truck
With a plastic coon dog mounted on the hood
If you pass a trailer with a concrete donkey in the yard
And tires up on the roof
And if you see a woman in a moo-moo
Reading tarot cards and palms down by the road
That's how you know
That's how you know, you're in my neighborhood
In my neighborhood
There's nothing ordinary 'bout the regular folk
In my neighborhood
We make our own wine outta berries we grow
A word to the wise when they turn out the lights
It's a free for all, y'all, every Saturday night
But everybody treats everybody the way they should
In my neighborhood
When the wind is just right
You can tell they're makin' paper at the mill on Champion lane
When Mabel Johnson goes to fryin' rocky mountain oysters
You can smell 'em from a mile away
You might hear the church bells playin' Sweet Home Alabama
'Cause the preacher loves rock and roll
That's how you know
That's how you know, you're in my neighborhood
In my neighborhood
There's nothing ordinary 'bout the regular folk
In my neighborhood
We make our own wine outta berries we grow
A word to the wise when they turn out the lights
It's a free for all, y'all, every Saturday night
But everybody treats everybody the way they should
In my neighborhood
In my neighborhood
There's nothing ordinary 'bout the regular folk
In my neighborhood
We make our own wine outta berries we grow
A word to the wise when they turn out the lights
It's a free for all, y'all, every Saturday night
But everybody treats everybody the way they should
Am I a believer in what the Good Book's all about
Am I a good ole boy hangin' at the ole hang out
Am I a drinker of a cold one now and then
You bet I am
Am I proud of how I've been raised
Am I getting by on blue-collar pay
Am I country and willin' to take a stand
You bet I am
Am I strong enough to cry
Am I weak enough to show my tender side
Am I a rock, am I loved
Am I tough as nails when push comes to shove
Am I a chip off the block of my old man
You bet I am
Am I a sinner who's not afraid to die
Am I just like you, baseball and apple pie
Am I free and livin' in this Promised Land
You bet I am
Am I a dreamer with my feet on the ground
Am I down to earth with my head in the clouds
Am I a lover, a one woman man
You bet I am
Am I strong enough to cry
Am I weak enough to show my tender side
Am I a rock, am I loved
Am I tough as nails when push comes to shove
Am I a chip off the block of my old man
Am I strong enough to cry
Am I weak enough to show my tender side
Am I a rock, am I loved
Am I tough as nails when push comes to shove
Am I a chip off the block of my old man
You bet I am, oh, I am
Am I strong enough to cry
Am I tough as nails, you bet I am
Hit the snooze when the 'larm clock rings
Layin' there doin' that sleepy head thing
There's a bird out my window spreadin' his wings
Cheap chirp doin' that sing in'
Thing I do when I first get up
Is the coffee thing in my favorite cup
Or two gets me goin' got things to do
Let me tell you a thing or two
Ev'rything's a thing if you know what I mean
You can't do nothin' 'cause there's no such thing
Some things are big, some things are small
Some mean a lot, some nothin' at all
It's all laid out in the scheme of things
No matter what it is ev'rything's a thing
Off to work in my old Mustang
Doin' that bumper to bumper thing
Up ahead a-ring-a-ling-ding-ding
Some guy's doin' that cell phone thing
As the light turns green
And he ain't doin' that drivin' thing
The thing is about all this
That talkin' thing and drivin' don't mix
Ev'rything's a thing if you know what I mean
You can't do nothin' 'cause there's no such thing
Some things are big, some things are small
Some mean a lot, some nothin' at all
It's all laid out in the scheme of things
No matter what it is ev'rything's a thing
If you think this song ain't worth hummin'
You got another thing comin'
'Cause ev'rything's a thing if you know what I mean
You can't do nothin' 'cause there's no such thing
Some things are big, some things are small
Some mean a lot, some nothin' at all
It's all laid out in the scheme of things
No matter what it is ev'rything's a thing
Ev'rything's a thing
He grew up in a time
When a third-grade education
Was all the school you needed
To work the family farm
He'd take time off on Sunday
Him and all his family, warm a pew
And give thanks to the Lord
There was no gray, only black and white
Didn't need no-one to tell him
What was wrong or right
'Cause he had God, family and country
He set aside his plow, in early 1940
Said goodbye to his small town
And put on the army green
Hard times on the front lines
Writin' letters on wet paper
Not one word about
The awful things he'd seen
His was a generation,
That answered without question
They knew they had to win
'Cause they were fightin' for
God, family and country
On the coffee table
Sits the family Bible
Where just last year he added
A little boy to the family tree
There's the folded flag they gave us
On the day he left us
But the thing that I remember most
Is the way that he, believed
In God, Family and Country
There’s been times I let my faith run thin
Not been the man I should have been
After all the trouble I’ve been in,
I’da gave up on me.
I’ve lived hard and I’ve lived fast
Lost things I never will get back
For someone to look past all of that,
God must really love me.
When I look at the miracles around me
At the way that I live and the way he forgives
I know He’s up there smilin’ down on me
Yah, I believe the only reason why I’m still alive
Is God must really love me.
To wake up and feel you by my side
The perfect girl, the perfect time
And see the way our future shines,
God must really love me.
When I look at the miracles around me
At the dream that I live and the gift that he gives
I know He’s up there smilin’ down on me
And I believe the only reason why I get to live this life
Is God must really love me.
When I showed the worst, he saw the best.
He pulled the world right off my chest.
Every day I wake up I feel blessed, yah I feel so blessed,
God must really love me.
God must really love me.
A little bit of guitar, a little bit of truck
A little bit of hound-dog an' a little bit of luck
A little bit of bacon, a little bit of beans
A little bit of you lovin' up on me
A little bit of how it's supposed to be
A little bit of life
A little bit of back-seat, a little bit of moon
A little bit of radio goin' boom, boom, boom
A little bit of sugar, a little bit of spice
A little bit of nasty, a little bit of nice
A little bit of how it's supposed to be
A little bit of life
I breath in, I breath out
Yeah, sleepin' all night with the windows down
Up in the mornin', stirrin' around
Drink a pot of coffee an' I head off to town
Work, work, work, all day long
Crank it up, bag it up, bring it on home
Supper on the table an' I eat me a bite
Then we snuggle on the porch by the pale moonlight
A little bit of me an' you doin' all right
A little bit of life
A little bit of tractor, a little bit of farm
A little bit of cornfield, an' a little bit of barn
A little bit of c'mon, a little bit of play
A little bit of yee-haw in the hay
A Dixie cup of home-made wine
A little bit of life
I breath in, I breath out
Yeah, sleepin' all night with the windows down
Up in the mornin', stirrin' around
Drink a pot of coffee an' I head off to town
Work, work, work, all day long
Crank it up, bag it up, bring it on home
Supper on the table an' I eat me a bite
Then we snuggle on the porch by the pale moonlight
A little bit of me an' you doin' all right
A little bit of life
A little bit of back-porch, a little bit of swing
A little bit of wind-chimes a-going ding-a-ling
A little bit of TV, a little bit of couch
Popcorn smellin' up the house
A-la-mode on a little slice of home-made pie
A little bit of life
I breath in, I breath out
Yeah, sleepin' all night with the windows down
Up in the mornin', stirrin' around
Drink a pot of coffee an' I head off to town
Work, work, work, all day long
Crank it up, bag it up, bring it on home
Supper on the table an' I eat me a bite
Then we snuggle on the porch by the pale moonlight
A little bit of me an' you doin' all right
A little bit of life
A little bit of me an' you doin' all right
A little bit of life
Yeah, a little bit of life
A little bit of guitar, a little bit of truck
A little bit of hound-dog, a little bit of luck
A little bit of back-seat, a little bit of moon
A little bit of radio, boom, boom, boom
A little bit of bacon, a little bit of beans
A little bit of you lovin' up on me
You can see it from the river to the top of White Pine Ridge
Burnin' like a summer sun, a bunch of rednecks gettin' half lit
There's mud-covered trucks and SUV's crankin' out Hank and AC/DC
At the bonfire, out in the sticks, country backwoods, homegrown hicks
Bonfire, dance a little jig, hold up your cup and take another swig
Won't sleep till dawn, gonna party right down to the wire at the bonfire
Everybody's seen the headlights when old Sheriff John pulled up
We all got a little nervous, it's too late to hide our cups
He popped a top then hollered real loud
Don't worry y'all, I came to hang out
At the bonfire, out in the sticks, country backwoods, homegrown hicks
Bonfire, dance a little jig, hold up your cup and take another swig
Won't sleep till dawn, gonna party right down to the wire at the bonfire
You don't have to be from around here to know right where to go
All you gotta do is load up and head towards the glow
Of the bonfire, out in the sticks, country backwoods, homegrown hicks
(Bonfire)
Bonfire, dance a little jig, hold up your cup and take another swig
At the bonfire, out in the sticks, country backwoods, homegrown hicks
Bonfire, dance a little jig, hold up your cup and take another swig
They pulled up in a pick-up truck that held everything they owned
He unlocked the door and carried her over their new threshold
They stood there, tears in their eyes, neither one could speak
Hand in hand, room by room, oh it was everything
Three bedrooms, two baths, one car garage
Front porch with a swing at one end
A little over an acre lot, all wrapped in a white picket fence
It was more than a house, it was home sweet home
Where all their dreams came true, 302, South Maple Avenue
Second mortgage, two kids later they were still goin' strong
They came through all kinds of changes and did some addin' on
They filled each room with memories that money could not buy
They weren't rich, but that old house had a wealth of love inside
Three bedrooms, two baths, one car garage
Front porch with a swing at one end
A little over an acre lot, all wrapped in a white picket fence
It was more than a house, it was home sweet home
Where all their dreams came true, 302, South Maple Avenue
They're older now and the kids are gone
They talk about a smaller place
But the life they shared together there
Won't let them move away
Three bedrooms, two baths, one car garage
Front porch with a swing at one end
A little over an acre lot, all wrapped in a white picket fence
It was more than a house, it was home sweet home
Where all their dreams came true, 302, South Maple Avenue
Barely 18, thought I knew it all
My little hometown was way too small
For the big dreams I'd been dreaming
I thought the fast lane and bright lights was what I was needin'
A few long years have come and gone
I finally saved enough to get back home
To the hills, the creeks and timbers
Where's that slow paced laid back place I remember?
Tell me where has my hometown gone?
Lord, this looks nothing like the place that I come from
What happened to the down home road that I was raised up on?
Tell me where has my hometown gone?
There's a mini mall where I used to hunt squirrels
Time's made mommas out of the girls
I used to chase when I was younger
They say old Mayor Baker is six feet under
Riverview Drive is up to four lanes
No whistle blows from that midnight train
That used to haul out of Southfield Mines
Yeah, that quiet little place is just a memory of mine
Tell me where has my hometown gone?
Lord, this looks nothing like the place that I come from
What happened to the down home road that I was raised up on?
Tell me where has my hometown gone?
I miss my fishin' hole
Barber pole, front porch swing
Drive in, skating rink, Dairy Queen
Tell me where has my hometown gone?
Lord, this looks nothing like the place that I come from
What happened to the down home road that I was raised up on?
Tell me where has my hometown gone?
Where's it gone?
There's a picture of a covered bridge
With water running under it
Flowing through my mind, takes me back in time
After haulin' hay all day
We'd stop by there and drop a tailgate
And take a dip to cool off a bit
Blue sky would turn to red off in the west
We'd tear into a full igloo of Old Milwaukee's Best
On a summer sundown, same old young crowd
Jeans and tank tops, bikinis, flip flops
And blankets on the ground
My girl in my arms, sippin' on Boone's Farm, yeah
It seemed to take forever for the world to turn halfway around
Days were long and we were waitin' on a summer sundown
We'd park our pick ups on the bank
Build a bon fire and we'd crank our radios
Loud as they would go
Now and then, it never failed
Old man Baker'd start raisin' hell
About us being there, ah, but we didn't care
If he called the law the fun would end
But everybody knew in a day or two
We'd all be back again
On a summer sundown, same old young crowd
Jeans and tank tops, bikinis, flip flops
And blankets on the ground
My girl in my arms, sippin' on Boone's Farm, yeah
It seemed to take forever for the world to turn halfway around
Days were long and we were waitin' on a summer sundown
Same old young crowd
Jeans and tank tops, bikinis, flip flops
And blankets on the ground
My girl in my arms, sippin' on Boone's Farm
It seemed to take forever for the world to turn halfway around
Songwriters: Akins, Rhett; Davidson, Dallas; Hayslip, Ben
She got her smile on
Dog gone, nothin' in the world's wrong
We're rollin' down a country road
She's my shotgun rider
I'm the lucky dog beside her
My lips are where her kisses go
She loves when we go to the river
And get in the water
And buddy, she's hotter than south Georgia in July
Man, when I'm with her,
I can't get enough of her
I gotta kiss her, and I gotta hug her
And brother, she's mine all mine
This ole boy got it goin' on
Got the good Lord smilin' on me
Her big blue eyes and the sweet red wine
Got me buzzin' like a bee
She's got her pretty little head on my shoulder
Nobody else gets to hold her
But this ole boy
We're in my old Ford
Oh, Lord, holes in my floorboard
But she don't seem to mind
We park in a hayfield
Fog up the windshield
My kind of killin' time
She sweetens my tea and butters my biscuit
I am who I am, and buddy, she gets it
I ain't gotta change a thing
I don't know if it could get any better
But man, if it does, then I reckon I better
Get to pickin' out a ring
This ole boy got it goin' on
Got the good Lord smilin' on me
Her big blue eyes and the sweet red wine
Got me buzzin' like a bee
She's got her pretty little head on my shoulder
Nobody else gets to hold her
But this ole boy
Yeah, this ole boy got it goin' on
Got the good Lord smilin' on me
Her big blue eyes and the sweet red wine
Got me buzzin' like a bee
She's got her pretty little head on my shoulder
Nobody else gets to hold her
But this ole boy
Yeah, this ole boy
Nobody but this ole boy
He was standing in the rubble of an old farmhouse outside Birmingham
When some on the scene reporter stuck a camera in the face of that old man
He said "tell the folks please mister, what are you gonna do
Now that this twister has taken all that's dear to you"
The old man just smiled and said "boy let me tell you something, this ain't nothing"
He said I lost my daddy, when I was eight years old,
That cave-in at the Kincaid mine left a big old hole,
And I lost my baby brother, my best friend and my left hand
In a no win situation in a place called Vietnam
And last year I watched my loving wife, of fifty years waste away and die
And I held her hand til her heart of gold stopped pumping,
So this ain't nothin'
He said I learned at an early age,
There's things that matter and there's things that don't
So if you're waiting here for me to cry,
I hate to disappoint you boy, but I won't
Then he reached down in the rubble and picked up a photograph
Wiped the dirt off of it with the hand that he still had
He put it to his lips and said man she was something
But this ain't nothin'
He said I lost my daddy, when I was eight years old,
That cave-in at the Kincaid mine left a big old hole,
And I lost my baby brother, my best friend and my left hand
In a no win situation in a place called Vietnam
And last year I watched my loving wife, of fifty years waste away and die
We were holding hands when her heart of gold stopped pumping
So this ain't nothin'
He said this ain't nothin' time won't erase
And this ain't nothin' money can't replace
He said you sit and watch your loving wife fifty years fighting for her life
Then you hold her hand til her heart of gold stops pumping
Yeah boy that's something,
So this ain't nothin'
Wind chimes in a weeping willow
Biscuits light as feather pillows
At mama?s house
Sunday morning kids are squirming
Thank the preacher for the sermon
As you're walking out
Sweet old fashion goodness
Old man comes out and pumps your gas
Tells a joke while he cleans your glass
And says, 'Thank you, friend'
Grab a cup of sugar from your neighbor
Honor roll made the morning paper
Cut it out again
Sweet old fashion goodness
We don?t need no bureaucrats
No scientists or diplomats
To help us figure out what this world needs
Just sweet old fashion goodness
He says ?Have you met my young bride?
We got married back in ?49
She ain?t changed at all?
There?s a nervous boy on the front porch waiting
While the daddy of the girl he?s been dating
Lays down the law
Sweet old fashion goodness
We don?t need no bureaucrats
No scientists or diplomats
To help us figure out what this world needs
Just sweet old fashion goodness
Well I heard you just got back from a trip to Sin City,
There's something different about the way you lookin' just hit me
There's rumors going 'round this town
Tell me girl did it really hurt?
Were you drunk? Well that's what I heard
Did you get a butterfly, lady bug, a cross, a rose?
Or pease and love?
Devil horns, angels wings
Little symbols in Chinese
One thing that you gotta do,
Come on girl, show me your tattoo
Someone said the ink you wear, the sun can't find it
Everybody wants a peak
So baby don't hide it
I can't take it anymore
Girl look what your doing to me
You've got something I gotta see
Did you get a butterfly, lady bug, a cross, a rose?
Or pease and love?
Devil horns, angels wings
Little symbols in Chinese
One thing that you gotta do
Come on girl, show me your tattoo
Is it a butterfly, a lady bug, a cross, a rose?
Or pease and love?
Devil horns, angels wings?
Little symbols in Chinese
Come on girl, show me your tattoo
Did you get a butterfly, lady bug?
A tribal band, or peace and love?
Smokin guns?
Barb wire?
An aircrew or heart on fire?
One thing girl you still gotta do
Come on girl, show me your tattoo
It's 98 in the shade an' Mr. Rose is rollin' hay
Eighty acres down an' ten to go
Clouds are buildin' in the south, he knows time is runnin' out
An' there goes that tractor's radiator hose
There ain't no tricks in his straw hat, he walks a quarter mile back
An' Miss Rose hears him slam that ol' screen door
What he sees as wasted time is a blessing in disguise
Oh, he's cussin' what she's been prayin' for
The day turned dark as night, and in her eyes he saw the light
He hadn't taken the time to notice
From Heaven, it poured down on that little old farm house
Lord knows what to do when love needs time for growin'
He sends rain for the Roses
She pulled down the window blinds even though the sun wasn't shinin'
The rain tapped out a love song on that old tin roof
Wrapped up in the covers, they held on to each other
Like new lovers on their honeymoon
The day turned dark as night, an' in her eyes he saw the light
He hadn't taken the time to notice
From Heaven, it poured down on that little old farm house
Lord knows what to do when love needs time for growin'
He sends rain for the Roses
Lord knows what to do when love needs time for growin'
(He sends rain for the Roses)
I don't know why I left but I know it won't be long
No it won't be long, till I get back home
They gave me a green uniform and black boots for my feet
Eighteen and wild as hell, I thought it would be neat
They put me on a plane to some strange and foreign land
I said, good bye to mom and dad and hello to Uncle Sam
Once I was a soldier not afraid to die
But now I'm a little older not afraid to cry
Everyday I'm thankful just to be alive
When you've been where I've been
Any kind of life is paradise
Christmas of '89 was a lonely time for me
Panama was probably fine but it was nothing like Tennessee
I never thought the day would come when I might have to kill a man
Did not sleep a wink that night but we won for Uncle Sam
Once I was a soldier not afraid to die
Now I'm a little older not afraid to cry
Everyday I'm thankful just to be alive
When you've been where I've been
Any kind of life is paradise
If you've been where I've been
Any kind of life is paradise
Out here on the backside of that city limit sign where the world turns two
Lanes
Pretty girl working at the bank and the fella toppin' off your tank knows
Your name
Water tower, power lines, swimming holes rusty old RC cola sign
And county fairs, raise your hands up if you've been there
Where there's biscuits, grits and gravy and the waitress calls you baby
And the starlight's like a streetlight on a summer night.
We say hell ya and amen, yeehaw, and y'all come back again
And pray that our boys come home alive
And when Old Glory flies, we still hold our hands over our hearts
Where there's more trucks than cars.
Well, I've been there on the concrete of them big city streets
In my Ford truck, traffic jam in the town square
Told my buddies living up there, good luck
Meanwhile back in Tennessee we're raising our babies and our own green
Beans
Kicking up dust, come on down when you had enough
Where there's biscuits, grits and gravy and the waitress calls you baby
And the starlight's like a streetlight on a summer night.
We say hell ya and amen, yeehaw, and y'all come back again
And pray that our boys come home alive
And when Old Glory flies, we still hold our hands over our hearts
Where there's more trucks than cars.
Where there's biscuits, grits and gravy, your pretty waitress calls you
Baby
And the starlight's like a streetlight on a summer night.
We say hell ya and amen, yeehaw, and y'all come back again
And pray that our boys come home alive
And when Old Glory flies, we still hold our hands over our hearts
Where there's more trucks than cars.
You can put it in the bank or hide it in a jar
Scrap it up, save it up for a rainy day or blow it on a car
It don't matter if you're rich or just plain dirt poor
Totally set, swimming in debt, everybody wants a little more
Moola, greenback, bread, dough, cash, yeah money
Gotta have gold, pearls, diamond rings
Houses, boats, cars, Ka-Ching, money
Then Benjamin Franklins, Abraham Lincolns
Hamiltons, Washingtons, I know what you're thinking, money
You can bet on a race, win it in the mail
Do a lot of bad stuff and if ya got enough, it'll keep you out of jail
It'll rent a limousine, drive you to the mall downtown
Where you can eat till you pop or shop till you drop
But don't leave home without
Moola, greenback, bread, dough, cash, yeah money
Gotta have gold, pearls, diamond rings
Houses, boats, cars Ka-Ching, money
Then Benjamin Franklins, Abraham Lincolns
Hamilitons, Washingtons, I know what you're thinking, money
It's printed, stacked and stamped before it gets to you and me
And it might be made out of wood but it don't grow on trees
Moola, greenback, bread, dough, cash, yeah money
Gotta have gold, pearls, diamond rings
Houses, boats, cars Ka-Ching, money
Then Benjamin Franklins, Abraham Lincolns
I?m the son of a 3rd generation farmer
I?ve been married 10 years to the farmer?s daughter
I?m a God fearin?, hard workin? combine driver
Hoggin? up the road on my p-p-plower
Chug-a lug-a-luggin? 5 miles an hour
On my International Harvester
3 miles of cars layin? on their horns
Fallin? on deaf ears of corn
Lined up behind me like a big parade
Off late to work, road raged jerks
Shoutin? obscene words, flippin? me the bird
Well, you may be on a state paved road
But that blacktop runs through my payload
Excuse me for tryin? to do my job
But this year ain?t been no bumper crop
If you don?t like the way I?m a drivin?
Get back on the Interstate
Otherwise sit tight and be nice
And quit yer honkin? at me that way
'Cause I?m the son of a 3rd generation farmer
I?ve been married 10 years to the farmer?s daughter
I got two boys in the county 4-H
I?m a lifetime sponsor of the F.F.A.
Hay, that?s what I make
I make a lotta hay for a little pay
But I?m proud to say
I?m a God fearin?, hard workin? combine driver
Hoggin? up the road on my a p-p-plower
Chug-a-lug-a-luggin? 5 miles an hour
On my International Harvester
Well, I know you got your own deadlines
But cussin? at me won't save you no time hoss
This big-wheeled, wide-load ain?t goin? any faster
So just smile and wave and tip your hat
To the man up on the tractor
'Cause I?m the son of a 3rd generation farmer
I?ve been married 10 years to the farmer?s daughter
I got two boys in the county 4-H
I?m a lifetime sponsor of the F.F.A.
Hay, that?s what I make
I make a lot of hay for a little pay
But I?m proud to say
I?m a God fearin?, hard workin? combine driver
Hoggin? up the road on my p-p-plower
Chug-a-lug-a-luggin? 5 miles an hour
On my International Harvester
I?m a God fearin?, hard workin? combine driver
Hoggin? up the road on my p-p-plower
Chug-a-lug-a-luggin? 5 miles an hour
On my International Harvester
Eight years old wearing his daddy?s hard hat
He grabbed the water hose
Said he saw the fireman do it like that
His wagon was his ladder truck
He pulled it around and at the top of his lungs
He?d make a fire engine sound
In the dream he is more than just a hero
More than anything he ever wanted to be
In the dream there?s a world that lasts forever
And life is so much better than it seems
Close your eyes, you can be anything in the dream
Fumbling through the attic
She found her mother?s old wedding dress
She said someday she?d wear it
And wouldn?t mama be impressed
She can just about imagine what everyone would say
When her knight in shining armor comes to carry her away
In the dream she?s as pretty as a picture
More than anything she ever wanted to be
In the dream there?s a world that lasts forever
And life is so much better than it seems
Close your eyes, you can be anything in the dream
On the one side of the isle, sits all her family
On the other side are all his friends from Engine 53
When she looks at him I wonder if he knows
To her he?s still the boy she met 20 years ago
In the dream he?s more than just a hero
She's pretty as a picture like they wanted to be
In the dream there?s a world that lasts forever
And life is so much better than it seems
Close your eyes, you can be anything
I've had big dreams come true and I believe in
Angels although I can't see them
They're watching over everything I do
Ain't no easy street around the bend on my road
No pot of gold at the end of my rainbow
But I don't mind 'cause baby I got you
The rain keeps the flowers from dying
The sun lights the world when it shines
The midnight sky has a blanket
Of stars and the moon, and
Baby I got you
I can't imagine one day without you in it
Life alone just wouldn't be worth living
Love would be a wish that never came true
Lord knows I got more than I deserve
But I don't question the prayers I've been answered
I did something right 'cause Baby I got you
The rain keeps the flowers from dying
The sun lights the world when it shines
The midnight sky has a blanket
Of stars and the moon, and
Baby I got you
Keeps the flowers from dying
The sun lights the world when it shines
The midnight sky has a blanket
Of stars and the moon, and
Baby I got you, yeah
Baby I got you
He's lookin' in the mirror, checkin' out his hair
Puttin' on his cologne
He ain't shaved since Tuesday but tonight
Every little whisker's gone
He's goin' out with the perfect wife
But she ain't his own
Hush, can't talk about it
Hush, dance all around it
Everybody's doin' it, old and young
Don't breathe a word, cat's got your tongue, hush
Mama makes breakfast, packs the kids lunch
And sends them on their way
She cleans up the kitchen, makes all the beds
Then loads up her TV tray
But that ain't coffee in her coffee cup
That gets her through the day
Hush, can't talk about it
Hush, dance all around it
Everybody's doin' it, old and young
Don't breathe a word, cat's got your tongue, hush
Pretending it ain't happening won't make it disappear
You can sweep it under the carpet, look the other way
But it's still here
You can hear 'em screamin', yellin' through the walls
Just another normal night
You hear glass breakin' and baby's cryin'
But you say it's gonna be alright
You just turn up the volume on your radio
And turn down the lights
Hush, can't talk about it
Hush, dance all around it
Everybody's doin' it, old and young
Don't breathe a word, cat's got your tongue
Hush, can't talk about it
Hush, dance all around it
Everybody's doin' it, old and young
Don't breathe a word, cat's got your tongue
Hush, can't talk about it
Hush, dance all around it
Everybody's doin' it, old and young
Don't breathe a word, cat's got your tongue
Hush, can't talk about it
She called me up this mornin'
Said, "There?s somethin' you should know
There?s a job back home in Boston
And I think I?m gonna go
My parents are in Cambridge
And I?ve got some old friends there
I know you think this isn?t fair?
And the tears started fallin?
There was nothin' I could say
Even if I fight it
Someone loses either way
Oh, it might as well be China
Or the dark side of the moon
There?s no way I can be there
Every Friday afternoon
I have him every weekend
He?s got his own room here
He?s all that?s kept me goin'
These last three years
There?s little league in Boston
Oh, but who will coach his team?
How?s he gonna grow up without me?
And the tears started fallin?
There was nothin' I could say
Even if I fight it
Someone loses either way
Oh, it might as well be China
Or the dark side of the moon
There?s no way, I can be there
Every Friday afternoon
What about Christmas?
If I can?t get off of work
What about his birthday?
If I?m not there he?ll be hurt
And I know the day is comin'
When she?ll find someone new
But he?ll never love him like I do
Well, it might as well be China
Or the dark side of the moon
There?s no way I can be there
As he climbed in the chute, the crowd held it's breath
He was seconds from glory or moments from death
They knew with this bull, it could go either way
He said, "Let her go boys, and pray?
He hung on for eight but he couldn't get loose
That's when a clown they call Crazy came to his rescue
When the dust finally settled, they both walked away
Yeah, they became best of friends that day
The cowboy and clown, close as two brothers
Chips up or down, they could count on each other
Buckles and beers, winning and losing
Laughter and tears, broken hearts and bruises
They lived for the next final round, the cowboy and clown
From Denver to Dallas, to the Calgary stampede
They took all those towns, and a few in between
But it ended one night, in a West Texas town
The bulls either got faster, or old Crazy slowed down
Five hundred pick-ups, lights on, driving slow
A tent on the hill at the end of the road
When the last bible closed, one cowboy stayed
He said, "Let her go boys, and pray?
The cowboy and clown, close as two brothers
Chips up or down, they could count on each other
Buckles and beers, winning and losing
Laughter and tears, broken hearts and bruises
(Woooooooo)
Come on boys!
I ain't a guy to just kick back
And watch bikes race around the track
I'm wide knuckle to handlebars with both my hands
No I ain't one to just stand around
While a parachute falls to the ground
I gotta be hangin' underneath it when it lands
I'm not a "wonder what it feels like" kinda man
I wanna ski the deepest Colorado snow
Feel the heat off a live volcano
Hangin off the edge is my kind of chillin'
I wanna run with the bulls through the streets of Spain
Dance with my baby in the thunderin rain
Do everything I can with the days I'm given
There's a difference between being alive and livin'
I've got this daredevil rebel gene
Pushes me a little past extreme
I've felt it ever since I was a little kid
I ain't gunna get to my rocking chair
Scratching a head full of silver hair
And look back at a bunch of things I wished I did
I'm gunna meet my maker with an empty bucket list
I wanna ski the deepest Colorado snow
Feel the heat off a live volcano
Hangin off the edge is my kind of chillin'
I wanna run with the bulls through the streets of Spain
Dance with my baby in the thunderin rain
Do everything I can with the days I'm given
There's a difference between being alive and livin'
I wanna ski the deepest Colorado snow
Feel the heat off a live volcano
Hangin off the edge is my kind of chillin'
I wanna run with the bulls through the streets of Spain
Dance with my baby in the thunderin rain
Do everything I can with the days I'm given
There's a difference between being alive and livin'
He had plastic bags wrapped 'round his shoes
He was covered with the evening news
Had a pair of old wool socks on his hands
The bank sign was flashing 5 below
It was freezing rain and spittin' snow
He was curled up behind some garbage cans
I was afraid that he was dead
I gave him a gentle shake
When he opened up his eyes
I said, "Old man are you okay?"
He said, "I just climbed out of a cottonwood tree
I was runnin' from some honey bees
Drip dryin' in the summer breeze
After jumpin' into Calico creek
I was walkin' down an old dirt road
Past a field of hay that had just been mowed
Man, I wish you'd just left me alone
'Cause I was almost home"
Then he said, "I was just comin' 'round the barn
'Bout the time you grabbed my arm
When I heard Momma holler, "Son, hurry up"
I was close enough for my own nose
To smell fresh cobbler on the stove
And I saw daddy loadin' up the truck
Cane poles on the tailgate
Bobbers blowin' in the wind
Since July of '55
That's as close as I've been"
Yeah, I just climbed out of a cottonwood tree
I was runnin' from some honey bees
Drip dryin' in the summer breeze
After jumpin' into Calico creek
I was walkin' down an old dirt road
Past a field of hay that had just been mowed
Man, I wish you'd just left me alone
I was almost home
I said, "Old man, you're gonna freeze to death
Let me drive you to the mission"
He said, "Boy, if you'd left me alone
Right now I'd be fishin'"
I just climbed out of a cottonwood tree
I was runnin' from some honey bees
Drip dryin' in the summer breeze
After jumpin' into Calico creek
I was walkin' down an old dirt road
Past a field of hay that had just been mowed
Man, I wish you'd just left me alone
'Cause I was almost home
Man, I wish you'd just left me alone
[Verse 1:]
There's a place I go where love grows wild,
Forever seems to go for miles,
Even when it rains the sun is shinin',
The dogwoods always in full bloom,
On my tiptoes I can touch the moon,
I'm eye to eye with clouds with silver linings,
It's like no place on Earth
[Chorus:]
It's bluer skies and greener grass,
A little off the beatin' path,
I see your smile and I hear a laugh,
And I'm lost in a world where colors shine in brighter shades,
My favorite song is always playin',
The center of my universe,
Planet Her
[Verse 2:]
It's the ocean when the sun comes up,
Where Van Gogh's canvas meets the brush,
It's honeysuckle vines and chocolate candy,
It's a shotgun ride on an Angel's wings,
It's wakin' up in a perfect dream,
It's any time at all the time she's around me,
I'm in a brand new world, where
[Chorus:]
It's bluer skies and greener grass,
A little off the beatin' path,
I see your smile and I hear a laugh,
And I'm lost in a world where colors shine in brighter shades,
My favorite song is always playin',
The center of my universe,
Planet Her
[Verse 3:]
It shines like a star,
It's a gravel road,
A front porch swing,
It's anywhere we are
[Chorus:]
It's bluer skies and greener grass,
A little off the beatin' path,
I see your smile and I hear a laugh,
And I'm lost in a world where colors shine in brighter shades,
My favorite song is always playin',
The center of my universe,
Well she's not the kind a girl
You'd meet on the corner
Of Hollywood and vine
But you might bump into her
On aisle 21 at the farmers
Feed and supply
With a bag of seed on her suntan
Shoulder cut off jeans and a tight
Tank top with a john Deere mower on it
Make you wish you were ridin on it
No you won't see her on the cover
Of playboy magazine
Oh she's too busy getting dirty
In a field of green
CHORUS
She's a corn star
Talk of the crop at every county fair
Corn star
Blue ribbon winner for the last 5 years
They cut a four lane highway
right throuh her pasture
Blamed it on progress
And movin traffic faster
But every body knows the only
Reason for the road was to see her
Jug a luggin on the top of that tractor
She's a corn star
You'd swear you'd seen her in a red bikini
On a bay watch episode
But I'm telling you straight that 600 acres
Is the only life that she knows
There gossip in town flying around
She was sunset stripping for tips in l a
But that's just a bunch of bean growers
Talking to bean loaders
What would they know about a
REPEAT CHORUS
BRIDGE
Oh shes agriculture monthly's reigning queen
Coast to coast every country boys dream
His life is that blue bike, ball glove an' fishin' pole,
Tree-house, BB gun and band aid covered knees.
He does good deliverin' papers,
An' cuttin' grass for the neighbours,
Except for Widow Wilson: he cuts hers for free.
His little hands do a lot for a kid his age,
He puts one-tenth of his hard earned money,
In the offering plate each Sunday by his own choice.
There's a lotta man in that little boy.
Weekdays, he tries to sleep late:
Weekends, he's up at daybreak.
Him an' Roy wadin' in Cotton Creek.
That dog was like his brother:
You'd seen one, you'd see the other.
Cut one an' both of them would bleed.
Tires screamed, but that ol' truck couldn't stop.
There's the tree that he buried him under;
He made a cross from scraps of lumber,
An' on it carved: "God Bless ol' Roy."
There's a lotta man in that little boy.
There's a house, down where he goes fishin':
He told his Mom: "Those kids got nothin',
"And I don't need all these toys."
There's a lotta man.
(There's a lotta man. There's a lotta man.)
My car broke down on our first date;
We missed the movie an' we never ate;
It was freezin' cold an' the heater broke.
I apologized: you kissed me goodnight,
An said: "It couldn't have been any better."
Girl, if you like that, you're gonna love forever.
If you like that ring you saw in the window,
In the jewellery store down town.
If you like tuxedos an' white satin dresses,
Maybe you better sit down.
If you like driftin' off to soft pillow talk,
An wakin' up together,
Girl, if you like that, you're gonna love forever.
If you like livin' on a rural route,
Fixin' up an' old farmhouse.
Hugs with your coffee and your good mornin's with a kiss
If you like startin' a fire on a cold winter's night,
An' makin' dreams come true together:
Girl, if you like that, you're gonna love forever.
If you like that movie we saw last September:
The one you cried half way through.
If you liked that scene where he got down on one knee,
Girl, have I got somethin' for you.
If you like love like wine that grows sweeter with time,
An' keeps gettin' better an' better,
Girl, if you like that, you're gonna love forever.
If you like love like wine that grows sweeter with time,
An' keeps gettin' better an' better,
Girl, if you like that, you're gonna love forever.
A red lady bug
From out of mid air
Took a break and sat with me
Om my rockin' chair
I looked at her
She looked up at me
And we both agreed to let each other
Rest in peace
Then it was back to the sky
Oh look at her fly
Like that mama bluebird
Protecting her kids
And those dandelion wishes
Floatin in the wind
A few bumble bees buzzin' by
O look at 'em fly
It's amazing what you see
When you stop and look at things
Well thats all it took
I got to thinkin' 'bout things
You know years are like those bees
And dandelion seeds
Gone in the blink of an eye
Oh look at 'em fly
Its amazing what you see
When you stop and look at things
Well looky there
Another red ladybug
From out of mid air
Took a break and sat with me
On my rockin' chair
La da da dum
La da da da la da da da dum
La da da dum, la da da dum
(Buddy Cannon)
I was takin' a walk through a small country city
Just seem' what there was to see
I sat down to read a historical marker
When I felt someone sit down by me
He leaned on the tank that was helping his breathing
Said it's bad when your body is gone
I said this is sure a nice town that you've got here
He said yeah, but there's no place like home
I wish I could see Bakersfield
Where the oil wells are pumpin'
The oranges are bloomin'
And the grapevine winds down from the hill
When I close my eyes I can touch the clear skies
At the corner where I used to live
Oh I wish I could see Bakersfield
He said you don't ever know where life's gonna lead you
When you go ramblin' off down the track
Sometimes I wish I'd never left California
Then I couldn't want to go back
Recitation:
He said "You know, I used to be a well-known country singer
Made my first record back in 1953
At one time Buck Owens was my lead guitar player
And ol' Hag once wrote a song about me"
I wish I could see Bakersfield
Where the oil wells are pumpin'
The oranges are bloomin'
And the grapevine winds down from the hill
When I close my eyes I can touch the clear skies
At the corner where I used to live
Oh I wish I could see Bakersfield
If you never hit a cow at 3 a.m.
In a borrowed Oldsmobile
Played cards all night in the county jail
With the one arm man name Phil
If you never counted ball off the fifth floor rail
And do a bull at the Holiday Inn
'Cause it was Panama City, you were drunk and she was pretty
The paramedics gave you a prefect ten
And when we're old and rocking on the porch
Re-living all our glory
You might have a few less scars
But I'll have better stories
If you never been bitten by a snake in a church
While you sang "Amazing Grace"
If you never had to bribe a border guard
To overlook that one suitcase
If you never hustle pool in a biker bar
And had an eight ball break your nose
Then hit the first Harley with the front of your truck
Just to watch them all fall like dominoes
When we're old and rocking on the porch
Re-living all our glory
You might have a few less scars
But I'll have better stories
If you never been banned from a Taco Bell
If you didn't fry your nest's egg
If you never had a doctor say "what the hell?"
As a little mad nurse climbed out of your bed
When we're old and rocking on the porch
Re-living all our glory
You might have a few less scars
But I'll have better stories
You might have both brain cells left
But I'll have better stories
I don't even know where half these scars came from
Somebody remembers though I can't, do you?
I know this one right here was from that jump across that car
On that bicycle, you dared me, I did it
We live in a drive-through generation
About the closest thing to a home cooked mea
Is a crazy made-in-three
We hardly ever gather at our table
Life's too busy to be a family
Now if you ask me
The whole world needs a kitchen
Like the one we live in
The smell of supper cooking on the stove
Food for the soul and a taste of mama's wisdom
Tired daddy dragging through the screen door
Hugs and kisses and a 'thanking the Lord'
They don't make it like that anymore
The whole world needs a kitchen
It's where we sat and did our homework
And that bottom stair was a barber's chair
When mama lowered our ears
It's where we watch mom and daddy dancing
To the Rolling Stones and old George Jones
Man, I swear
The whole world needs a kitchen
Like the one we live in
The smell of supper cooking on the stove
Food for the soul and a taste of mama's wisdom
Tired daddy dragging through the screen door
Hugs and kisses and a 'thanking the Lord'
They don't make it like that anymore
The whole world needs a kitchen
It's where we talk about our problems
And it's where we solve them
Lord knows we still got them
The whole world needs a kitchen
Like the one we live in
The smell of supper cooking on the stove
Food for the soul and a taste of mama's wisdom
Tired daddy dragging through the screen door
Hugs and kisses and a 'thanking the Lord'
They don't make it like that anymore
The whole world needs a kitchen
Like the one we live in
The smell of supper cooking on the stove
Food for the soul and a taste of mama's wisdom
The whole world needs a kitchen
Hugs and kisses and a 'thanking the Lord'
They don't make it like that anymore
He was standing in the rubble of an old farmhouse outside Birmingham
When some on the scene reporter stuck a camera in the face of that old man
He said "tell the folks please mister, what are you gonna do
Now that this twister has taken all that's dear to you"
The old man just smiled and said "boy let me tell you something, this ain't nothing"
He said I lost my daddy, when I was eight years old,
That cave-in at the Kincaid mine left a big old hole,
And I lost my baby brother, my best friend and my left hand
In a no win situation in a place called Vietnam
And last year I watched my loving wife, of fifty years waste away and die
And I held her hand til her heart of gold stopped pumping,
So this ain't nothin'
He said I learned at an early age,
There's things that matter and there's things that don't
So if you're waiting here for me to cry,
I hate to disappoint you boy, but I won't
Then he reached down in the rubble and picked up a photograph
Wiped the dirt off of it with the hand that he still had
He put it to his lips and said man she was something
But this ain't nothin'
He said I lost my daddy, when I was eight years old,
That cave-in at the Kincaid mine left a big old hole,
And I lost my baby brother, my best friend and my left hand
In a no win situation in a place called Vietnam
And last year I watched my loving wife, of fifty years waste away and die
We were holding hands when her heart of gold stopped pumping
So this ain't nothin'
This ain't nothin' time won't erase
And this ain't nothin' money can't replace
He said you sit and watch your loving wife of fifty years fighting for her life
Then you hold her hand til her heart of gold stops pumping
Yeah boy that's something,
So this ain't nothin'
