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A little boy walks in with a bloody nose
got beat up on his way home from school... again! His dad caught him runnin out the back, tears in his eyes and a baseball bat. oohooh revenge! Said "Son I won't stop you but before you go, let me tell you a little story bout the toughest man I know. They hit Him and He just turned the other cheek Don't think for a minute, He was weak Cuz in the end, He showed them, He was anything but frail... They hammered Him to a cross but He was tougher than nails. Well he dropped that bat like it weighed a ton father put his arms around his son and said.. just let it go... Believe me I've been in your shoes had to ask myself "What would Jesus do" and here's what I know. Whenever I'm in doubt I look up what He said it's all there in the good Book in black and white and red. They hit Him and He just turned the other cheek Don't think for a minute, He was weak Cuz in the end, He showed them, He was anything but frail... They hammered Him to a cross but He was tougher than nails! Yeah in the end, He showed them He was anything but frail, They hammered Him to a cross but He was tougher than nails! tougher from nails! ooh ooh oh oh! |
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Got a boat, got a car, got a house with a yard:
I'm still workin the best job I've ever had. But I'd give it all away, every dollar that I've made, If I could only bring you back. There's a door that I keep closed; there are boxes full of clothes, But it's memories I'm wishin I could pack. I would retrace every step; say the things I should have said, If I could only bring you back. But there's no words I can say: Not a prayer I can pray. No road that you can take back to my arms. But you'll never be gone: Our love will live on, As long as there's a beat in my heart. There's a smile that I still see, a voice callin out to me, And a longing in my soul I've never had. I wish I could touch your face, I would even take your place, If I could only bring you back. But there's no words I can say: Not a prayer I can pray. No road that you can take back to my arms. But you'll never be gone: My love will live on, As long as there's a beat in my heart. Got a boat, got a car, got a house with a yard: I'm still workin the best job I've ever had. But I'd give it all away, every dollar that I've made, If I could only bring you back. If I could only bring you back. |
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I work overtime cause my boss is a jerk
It gets him off my back I go to see my momma right after work So she knows where I'm at Stop by my sister's and I hug her neck Tell her just let that guy go But there's a few things I do When I'm all by myself That nobody knows 1st Chorus: It's just somethin' I do for me Sometimes when I can't sleep I get in my car and drive down your street It's just somethin' I do for me I did everything that a man could do To try and make you smile I couldn't keep love from slippin away But I slowed it down a while When you finally told me that you'd had enough Well it broke my heart into So I swallowed my pride Walked out of your life I did that for you 2nd Chorus: But there's somethin' I do for me Sometimes I really need Sit in a bar drown some old memories It's just somethin' I do for me Bridge: I know these things might all seem strange But somehow they get me by This smile on my face is hidin' the trace of teardrops In my eyes 3rd Chorus: It's just somethin' I do for me Sometimes when noone sees I talk to the man, I get down on my knees It's just somethin' I do for me. |
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big coals, corn rows, barbed wires, bows and hides, dirt roads
tractors, trucks and overalls copper heads, grig beds, pickup a rock and find an arrowhead a ropeswing hangin by a waterfall morning new, howdy moon, i thank god for my redneck of the woods a blue collar flag flyin neighborhood its love grown down home life is good in my redneck of the woods tailgates, a hot date, a bonfire burnin on the rivebank copenhagen, coolers, and mason jars old song, sing along, neckle through the hills and hollars all night long good old boys pickin at 'em old guitars a wild bunch, clean front, i dont go far from my redneck of the woods a blue collar flag flyin neighborhood its love grown down home life is good in my redneck of the woods if i die in my sleep they better bury me in my redneck of the woods my blue collar flag flying neighborhood its love grown down home life is good in my redneck of the woods my redneck of the woods my redneck of the woods |
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