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(Dan Seals, Bob McDill)
I was lost and all alone An empty heart without a home Just at the time when I needed a friend She came along and she took me in And every time, I'm feeling down When the world closes in somehow Just as the moment when I need her most She comes to me and she holds me close Chorus My baby's got good timing Don't know how but she reads my mind and There's just one way to describe it My baby's got good timing In the night, when the world is quiet And she's lying here by my side When it's her sweet love I need That's the moment when she comes to me Chorus My baby's got good timing Don't know how but she reads my mind and There's just one way to describe it My baby's got good timing When she loves me, She always loves me right on time When she holds me, she's on so close I can feel her heart in beat with mine My baby's got good timing Yes, she does Don't know how but she reads my mind and There's just one way to describe it My baby's got good timing |
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She weren't much to look at, she weren't much to ride
She was missing a window on her passenger side The floorboard was patched up with paper and tar But I really was something in my old yellow car An American boy with his hands on the wheel Of a dream that was made of American steel Though the seats had the smell of a nickel cigar I really was something in my old yellow car Somewhere in a pile of rubber and steel There's a rusty old shell of an automobile And if engines could run on desires alone That old yellow car would be driving me home There's the seat where poor Billy threw up on his date And where Larry and Sandy could no longer wait There was no road too winding and nowhere too far With two bucks of gas and my old yellow car Somewhere in a pile of rubber and steel Thee's a rusty old shell of an automobile And if engines could run on desires alone That old yellow car would be driving me home Take a look at me now throwing money around I'm paying somebody to drive me downtown Got a Mercedes Benz with a TV and bar And God I wish I was driving my old yellow car God I wish I was driving my old yellow car |
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Wrote my whole life down in a notebook
Songs about you and me I've been singing to every soul in Tennessee Nobody seems to listen No one ever smiles the way that you do So I guess you'll never hear me on the radio I'd give up this crazy dream of mine To hold you once more * Chorus Won't you meet me in Montana I want to see the mountains In your eyes Oh! Oh! I've had all of this life I can handle Meet me underneath that big Montana sky * I left home for Hollywood Looking for a part to play You always said I had such a pretty face But I guess I'm not that pretty 'Cause no one looks at me The way that you do Well, you'll always be a movie star to me Darling now I guess it's time that I let go of that dream * Chorus Won't you meet me in Montana I want to see the mountains In your eyes Oh! Oh! I've had all of this life I can handle Meet me underneath that big Montana sky * Well, we're stuck here in these hills That they call mountains But Darling back home in your arms Is right where I wanna be * Chorus Won't you meet me in Montana I want to see the mountains In your eyes Oh! Oh! I've had all of this life I can handle Meet me underneath that big Montana sky |
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She's a small town girl with no room to grow
And he's a reckless boy with no where to go They're like birds in a cage with no place to fly So he parks the car and she holds him tight And they rage on some how searching for the answers In the night like shadow dancers before their time is gone They rage on On the same dark night two more people meet In a rented room on a cross town street And she's lost her youth and he's lost his dreams But for a while they feel like they used to feel And they rage on Against the lives that this world gave them Hoping something's there to save them They rage on rage on And somewhere between right and wrong In the grey between dusk and dawn They tell themselves they're not alone Cause they rage on And they rage on some how searching for the answers In the night like shadow dancers before their time is gone They rage on They rage on against the lives that this life gave them Hoping something's there to save them They rage on they rage on |
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A campfire, some coffee
From a tin cup in my hand Sure warms the fingers when it's cold ... aplayin' an old guitar A friend I understand Sure smoothes the wrinkles in my soul ... Asleepin' in the moonlight A blanket for my bed Leaves a peaceful feelin' in my mind ... Wakin' up in the mornin' With an eagle overhead Makes me want to fly away before my time CHORUS And I think God must be a cowboy at heart He made wide open spaces from the start ... He made grass and trees and mountains And a horse to be a friend And trails to lead old cowboys home a-gain ... Night life and big cities Is alright for awhile Sure makes you feel good when you're there ... But the country's so pretty It goes on and on for miles takes away my troubles and my cares ... CHORUS And trails to lead old cowboys home again. |
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