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from Sharp Dressed Men [tribute] (2002)
Rain fell this mornin',
Made me feel so bad On account of my baby Walked off with another man. Like takin' eyesight from the blind man And money from the poor That woman took my lovin' And walked on out that door And it sure got cold after the rain fell Not from the sky, from my eye Somebody tell me Makes a man feel this way Like a river without water, Like night without day And it sure got cold after the rain fell Not from the sky, from my eye Started early in the mornin' You hear that rain to fall With thunderbolts and lightning The wind begins to call Your worry's superficial 'Cause you slept on through the night But stormy weather keeps you wond'rin' If ev'rything's all right And it sure got cold after the rain fell Not from the sky, but from my eye Not from the sky, Lord from my eye After the rain fell And it sure got cold after the rain fell And it sure got cold after the rain fell After the rain fell And it sure got cold... |
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from Alan Jackson - Drive (2002)
It was painted red the stripe was white
It was eighteen feet from the bow to the stern light Secondhand from a dealer in Atlanta I rode up with daddy when he went there to get her We put on a shine; put on a motor Built out of love, made for the water Ran her for years, 'til the transom got rotten A piece of my childhood that will never be forgotten It was just on old plywood boat With a '75 Johnson with electric choke A young boy two hands on the wheel I can't replace the way it made me feel And I would turn her sharp And I would make her whine He'd say, "you can't beat the way an old wood boat rides" Just a little lake across the Alabama line But I was king of the ocean When daddy let me drive Just an old half ton shortbed ford My uncle bought new in '64 Daddy got it right 'cause the engine was smoking A couple of burnt valves and he had it going He let me drive her when we'd haul off a load Down a dirt strip where we'd dump trash off of Thigpen Road I'd sit up in the seat and stretch my feet out to the pedals Smiling like a hero that just received his medal It was just an old hand-me-down Ford With a three-speed on the column and a dent in the door A young boy two hands on the wheel I can't replace the way it mode me feel And I would press that clutch And I would keep it right And he'd say, "a little slower son you're doing just fine" Just a dirt rood with trash on each side But I was Mario Andretti When daddy let me drive I'm grown up now three daughters of my own I let them drive my old Jeep across the pasture at our home Maybe one day they'll reach back in their file And pull out that old memory And think of me and smile and say It was just an old worn out Jeep Rusty old floorboard, hot on my feet A young girl two hands on the wheel I can't replace the way it made me feel And he'd say, "turn it left and steer it right, Straighten up girl, you're doing just fine" Just a little valley by the river where we'd ride But I was high on a mountain When daddy let me drive When daddy let me drive Oh he let me drive Daddy let me drive It's just an old plywood boat With a '75 Johnson with electric choke |
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from Alan Jackson - Drive (2002)
Well tonight if you turn your radio on
You might hear a sad, sad song About someone who lost everything they had It may sound like me But I'm a little bluer than that When you look out in the morning You might see clouds rolling by like memories And a big ol sky above you looking back You may think of me But I'm a little bluer than that Where did we go wrong I wish I knew It haunts me all the time Now wherever I go And whatever I do You're always on my mind I can picture you in his arms tonight As for me it dont feel right To let us fade like some old photograph It may work for you But I'm a little bluer than that Where did we go wrong I wish I knew It haunts me all the time Now wherever I go And whatever I do You're always on my mind So tonight if you turn your radio on You might hear a sad, sad song About someone who lost everything they had It may sound like me But I'm a little bluer than that You may think of me But I'm a little bluer than that |
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from Alan Jackson - Drive (2002)
It's twilight
And the street lights, are comin on I'm in a stream of cars, on this boulevard Headed home And I can hardly wait For you to make what wrong today seem right It's been a long hard day So bring on the night Bring on the night And pull down the shades Lock the world outside And throw the key away And turn on the feelings And turn out the lights Lets call it a day And bring on the night From 9 to 5 It's the same old grind, all week long And the only thing That keeps me sane, is comin home When the sun goes down You know how to set things right Let's put the day behind us And bring on the night Bring on the night And pull down the shades Lock the world outside And throw the key away And turn on the feelings And turn out the lights Lets call it a day And bring on the night Lets call it a day And bring on the night |
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from Alan Jackson - Drive (2002)
Okay I forgot about the trash
I didn't trim the long hairs on my mustache I did buy you a ring I believe it was back in '93 Alright I admit it I forgot our anniversary But I did pick up the baby this mornin' at the nursery That ain't no big thing but it's a gold star for me -Chorus- You get tired and disgusted with me When I can't be just what you want me to be I still love you and I try real hard I swear one day you'll have a brand new car I even asked the Lord to try to help me He looked down from heaven and said to tell you please Just be patient I'm a work in progress I'm sorry I got mad waitin' in the truck It seemed like hours you gettin' all dressed up Just to go to Shoney's on a Wednesday night I read taht book you gave me about Mars and Venus I think it's sinkin' in but i probably need to reread it But I'm startin' to see now what you've been sayin' is right -Chorus- I know you meant well when you gave me those clogs But my heels sure get hot down by the muffler on my hog I'm sure they're stylish but I'll take my boots I try to do that healthy thing like you want me to do But that low fat, no fat's gettin' hard to chew Now I love your cooking honey But sometimes I need some real food -Chorus- Oh honey just be patient now I'm a work in progress |
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from Alan Jackson - Drive (2002)
I can hear a heartbeat
It seems a little strong I can hear the things That I did wrong I can hear a song By looking in her eyes I can hear all The times she cried I can hear the memory As they echo off the wall Falling from the pictures Down the hall I can hear regret Building up inside of me I can hear all them things I could not see Those are the sounds of a woman leavin' Stronger than a wind in the willow tree Those are the sounds of a heart breakin' You can't hear it but the noise is killin' me I should have heard it comin' But I chose to pretend I should have recognized That sound way back then But I just wouldn't listen And didn't want to all those years Now the truth is is ringin' clear In my ears Those are the sounds of a woman leavin' Stronger than a wind in the willow tree Those are the sounds of a heart breakin' You can't hear it but the noise is killin' me Those are the sounds of a heart breakin' You can't hear it but the noise is killin' me I can hear it And the silence is killin' me... |
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from Alan Jackson - Drive (2002)
It was painted red the stripe was white
It was eighteen feet from the bow to the stern light Secondhand from a dealer in Atlanta I rode up with daddy when he went there to get her We put on a shine, put on a motor Built out of love, made for the water Ran her for years, 'til the transom got rotten A piece of my childhood that will never be forgotten It was just on old plywood boat With a '75 Johnson with electric choke A young boy two hands on the wheel I can't replace the way it made me feel And I would turn her sharp And I would make her whine He'd say, "you can't beat the way an old wood boat rides" Just a little lake across the Alabama line But I was king of the ocean When daddy let me drive Just an old half ton shortbed ford My uncle bought new in '64 Daddy got it right 'cause the engine was smoking A couple of burnt valves and he had it going He let me drive her when we'd haul off a load Down a dirt strip where we'd dump trash off of Thigpen Road I'd sit up in the seat and stretch my feet out to the pedals Smiling like a hero that just received his medal It was just an old hand-me-down Ford With a three-speed on the column and a dent in the door A young boy two hands on the wheel I can't replace the way it made me feel And I would press that clutch And I would keep it right And he'd say, "a little slower son you're doing just fine" Just a dirt rood with trash on each side But I was Mario Andretti When daddy let me drive I'm grown up now three daughters of my own I let them drive my old Jeep across the pasture at our home Maybe one day they'll reach back in their file And pull out that old memory And think of me and smile and say It was just an old worn out Jeep Rusty old floorboard, hot on my feet A young girl two hands on the wheel I can't replace the way it made me feel And he'd say, "turn it left and steer it right, Straighten up girl, now you're doing just fine" Just a little valley by the river where we'd ride But I was high on a mountain When daddy let me drive When daddy let me drive Oh he let me drive It's just an old plywood boat With a '75 Johnson with electric choke |
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from Alan Jackson - Drive (2002)
Some people have it
Some people don't Some people never will Sometimes its hard to know when you got it Sometimes its perfectly clear Well I know it's out there I've seen it happen I know the way it should feel 'Cause there's no mistakin That good kind of achin Of once in a lifetime Once in a lifetime love Love like we've all dreamed of it may go disguised right before you very eyes once in a lifetime love So if you think you've got it You feel it inside ya Don't let it slip away You may not ever Find what you never Thought you had anyway You've always had it Just realize it You know how lucky you are To wake up beside What some never find A Once in a lifetime love Once in a lifetime love Love like we've all dreamed of It may go disguised Right before your eyes A Once in a lifetime love It may go disguised Right before your eyes A Once in a lifetime love |
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from Alan Jackson - Drive (2002)
love for me hasn't been easy
I've let true love fall to the ground through the years and the tears I've learnt what loves about this time i'll be ready when love comes around When love comes around i'll be ready love will find me a brand new man i'll be standing there with my heart in my hand this time i'll be ready when love comes around too many times i've lost a good love and i can't see now how it went but when love comes back to me it won't see the same old me this time i'll be ready when love comes around |
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from Alan Jackson - Drive (2002)
A drunk man walking down a rainy street
A wood floor and new socks on your bare feet You look down and suddenly you're looking up Whoops, I slipped and fell in love A bald tire running on an icy road A steep hill underneath a foot of snow A greased pig fallen off a pickup truck Whoops, I slipped and fell in love I hope that you're feeling the way that I feel It's just like flying but you're standing still The birds and the bees are sure powerful stuff Whoops, I slipped and fell in love An ice cube hiding on your kichen floor A bad step leading up to your back door How'd I wind up on my butt Whoops, I slipped and feel in love I hope that you're feeling the way that I feel It's just like flying but you're standing still The birds and the bees are sure powerful stuff Whoops, I slipped and fell in love I hope that you're feeling the way that I feel It's just like flying but you're standing still The birds and the bees are sure powerful stuff Whoops, I slipped and fell in love Help, I've fallen I can't getup Whoops, I slipped and fell in love |
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from Alan Jackson - Drive (2002)
I was fifteen, she was eighteen
The prettiest thing I'd ever seen in my life I loved her at first sight I found her in Marietta, a town north of Atlanta I brought her home to see my folks They loved her too We were together for a long time Thought it would be for all time But things change and rearrange She had to go She left me cryin' in '79 An airline pilot, in Carolina I was a wreck, can't drive a check It broke my heart My first love was an older woman There's been many since But there'll never be another Built in 1955, snowshoe white, overdrive I never should've sold her, I'll always love her She was mine Years went by, teardrops dried I got her back, I was surprised In '93, a gift to me on Christmas Eve We were both older, so I restored her Could've sold her, for a lot more But I will never she's mine forever Until I go My first love was an older woman There's been many since But there'll never be another Built in 1955, snowshoe white, overdrive I never should've sold her, I'll always love her She was mine I'll never sell her she's mine forever I love her so... |
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from Alan Jackson - Drive (2002)
It was painted red the stripe was white
It was eighteen feet from the bow to the stern light Secondhand from a dealer in Atlanta I rode up with daddy when he went there to get her We put on a shine, put on a motor Built out of love, made for the water Ran her for years, 'til the transom got rotten A piece of my childhood that will never be forgotten It was just on old plywood boat With a '75 Johnson with electric choke A young boy two hands on the wheel I can't replace the way it made me feel And I would turn her sharp And I would make her whine He'd say, "you can't beat the way an old wood boat rides" Just a little lake across the Alabama line But I was king of the ocean When daddy let me drive Just an old half ton shortbed ford My uncle bought new in '64 Daddy got it right 'cause the engine was smoking A couple of burnt valves and he had it going He let me drive her when we'd haul off a load Down a dirt strip where we'd dump trash off of Thigpen Road I'd sit up in the seat and stretch my feet out to the pedals Smiling like a hero that just received his medal It was just an old hand-me-down Ford With a three-speed on the column and a dent in the door A young boy two hands on the wheel I can't replace the way it made me feel And I would press that clutch And I would keep it right And he'd say, "a little slower son you're doing just fine" Just a dirt rood with trash on each side But I was Mario Andretti When daddy let me drive I'm grown up now three daughters of my own I let them drive my old Jeep across the pasture at our home Maybe one day they'll reach back in their file And pull out that old memory And think of me and smile and say It was just an old worn out Jeep Rusty old floorboard, hot on my feet A young girl two hands on the wheel I can't replace the way it made me feel And he'd say, "turn it left and steer it right, Straighten up girl, now you're doing just fine" Just a little valley by the river where we'd ride But I was high on a mountain When daddy let me drive When daddy let me drive Oh he let me drive It's just an old plywood boat With a '75 Johnson with electric choke |
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from Alan Jackson - 16 Biggest Hits (2007)
She's been playing in a room on the strip for ten years in Vegas
Every night she looks in the mirror and she only ages She's been readin' about Nashville and all the records that everybody's buying Says, I'm a simple girl myself, grew up on Long Island So she packs her bags to try her hand Says this might be my last chance She's gone country, look at them boots She's gone country, back to her roots She's gone country, a new kind of suit She's gone counrty, here she comes Well the folk scene's dead, but he's holding out in the Village He's been writing songs, speaking out against wealth and privilege He says, I don't believe in money, but a man could make him a killin' 'Cause some of that stuff don't sound much different than Dylan I hear down there it's changed, you see Well, they're not as backward as they used to be He's gone country, look at his boots He's gone country, back to his roots He's gone country, a new kind of suit He's gone country, here he comes He commutes to L.A., but he's got a house in the Valley But the bills are piling up and the pop scene just ain't on the rally And he says, honey, I'm a serious composer, schooled in voice and composition But with the crime and the smog these days, this ain't no place for children Lord, it sounds so easy, this shouldn't take long Be back in the money in no time at all He's gone country, look at them boots He's gone country, back to his roots He's gone country, a new kind of suit He's gone country, here he comes Yeah, he's gone country, a new kind of walk He's gone country, a new kind of talk He's gone country, look at them boots He's gone country, oh, back to his roots He's gone country He's gone country Everybody's gone country Yeah, we've gone county The whole worild's gone country |
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from Alan Jackson - 16 Biggest Hits (2007)
First I get cold and hot
think I'm on fire, but I'm not. Oh, what a pain I've got, it must be love! There's nothing I can do, all that I want is you. Look what I'm going through, it must be love! It must be love, it must be love. I fall like a sparrow and fly like a dove. You must be the dream I been dreaming of, oh what a feeling, it must be love! Something is wrong or right, I think of you all night. Can't sleep 'til morning light, It must be love! Seeing you in my dreams, holding you close to me. Oh, what else can it be? It must be love! It must be love, it must be love. I fall like a sparrow and fly like a dove. You must be the dream I been dreaming of Oh what a feeling, it must be love. (Repeat 4x, decres. on 4th time) |
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from Alan Jackson - 16 Biggest Hits (2007)
Midnight in Montgomery, silver eagle, lonely road
I was on my way to Mobile, for a big New Year's Eve show I stopped for just a minute, to see a friend outside of town Put my collar up, I found his name, and felt the wind die down And a drunk man in a cowboy hat took me by surprise Wearing shiny boots, a Nudi suit, and haunting haunted eyes He said friend it's good to see you, it's nice to know you care Then the wind picked up and he was gone, was he ever really there 'Cause it's midnight in Montgomery, just hear that whippoorwill See the stars light up the purple sky, feel that lonesome chill 'Cause when the wind is right, you'll hear his songs, smell whiskey in the air Midnight in Montgomery, he's always singing there Well I climbed back on that eagle, took one last look around Through red tail lights, the shadow moved slow across the ground And off somewhere a midnight train is slowly passing by I could hear that whistle moan, I'm so lonesome I could cry 'Cause it's midnight in Montgomery, just hear that whippoorwill And see the stars light up the purple sky, feel that lonesome chill 'Cause when the wind is right, you'll hear his songs, smell whiskey in the air Midnight in Montgomery, he's always singing there He's always singing there, Hank's always singing there |
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from Alan Jackson - 16 Biggest Hits (2007)
Daddy won a radio
He tuned it to a country show I was rocking in the cradle to the crying of a steel guitar Mama used to sing to me She taught me that sweet harmony Now she worries cause she never thought I'd really ever take it this far Singin' in the bars CHORUS: And chasin' that neon rainbow Livin' that honky tonk dream Cause all I've ever wanted Is to pick this guitar and sing It's time to be somebody Just wanna be heard and sing I'm chasin' that neon rainbow Livin' that honky tonk dream And it was at a coffee cup Five pickers and an old Dodge truck Headin' down to Houston for a show on Saturday night This overhead is killing me Half the time I sing for free When the crowd�s into it, lord, It makes this thing I'm doing seem right Standing in the spotlight CHORUS Now daddy's got a radio He won it thirty years ago He said; son I just know We're gonna hear you singin� on it some day I made it up to music row Lordy, don't the wheels turn slow Still I wouldn't trade a minute I wouldn't have it any other way Just show me to the stage CHORUS |
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from Alan Jackson - 16 Biggest Hits (2007)
Don't Rock The Jukebox
(Alan Jackson/Roger Murrah/Keith Stegall) Don't rock the jukebox I wanna hear some Jones My heart ain't ready For the Rolling Stones I don't feel like rockin' Since my baby's gone So don't rock the jukebox Play me a country song Before you drop that quarter Keep one thing in mind You got a heartbroke hillbilly Standing here in line I've been down and lonely Ever since she left Before you punch that number Could I make one request Don't rock the jukebox I wanna hear some Jones My heart ain't ready For the Rolling Stones I don't feel like rockin' Since my baby's gone So don't rock the jukebox Play me a country song I ain't got nothin' Against rock & roll But when your heart's been broken You need a song that's slow Ain't nothin' like a steel guitar To drown a memory Before you spend your money baby Play a song for me Don't rock the jukebox I wanna hear George Jones My heart ain't ready For the Rolling Stones I don't feel like rockin' Since my baby's gone So don't rock the jukebox Play me a country song Ya don't rock the jukebox Play me a country song |
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from Alan Jackson - 16 Biggest Hits (2007)
Well if I had money,
I'd tell you what I'd do, I go downtown buy a Mercury or two. Crazy bout a Mercury, Lord I'm crazy bout a Mercury, I'm gonna buy me a Mercury & cruise it up & down the road. Well the girl I love, I stole her from a friend. He got lucky stole her back again, She heard he had a Mercury. Lord she's crazy bout a Mercury. I'm gonna buy me a Mercury & cruise it up & down the road. Hey now mama You look so fine Driven round in your Mercury 49' Crazy bout a Mercury Lord I'm crazy bout a Mercury I'm gonna buy me a Mercury & cruise it up & down the road. Well my baby went out Didn't stay long, Bought herself a Mercury, come a cruisen home. She's crazy bout a Mercury, Yeah she's crazy bout a Mercury. I'm gonna buy me a Mercury & cruise it up & down the road. (Ahhh cruise now) Well if I had money, I'd tell you what I'd do, I go downtown buy a Mercury or two. Crazy bout a Mercury, Lord I'm crazy bout a Mercury, I'm gonna buy me a Mercury & cruise it up & down the road. I'm gonna buy me a Mercury & cruise it up & down the road. I'm gonna buy me a Mercury & cruise it up & down the road. |
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from Alan Jackson - 16 Biggest Hits (2007)
Cowboys don't cry, and heroes don't die
Good always wins, again and again And love is a sweet dream, that always comes true Oh if life were like the movies, I'd never be blue But here in the real world, it's not that easy at all 'Cause when hearts get broken, it's real tears that fall And darlin' it's sad but true, but the one thing I've learned from you Is how the boy don't always get the girl, here in the real world I gave you my love, but that wasn't enough To hold your heart, when times got rough And tonight on that silver screen, it'll end like it should Two lovers will make it through, like I hoped we would But here in the real world, it's not that easy at all 'Cause when hearts get broken, it's real tears that fall And darlin' it's sad but true, but the one thing I've learned from you Is how the boy don't always get the girl, here in the real world |
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from Alan Jackson - 16 Biggest Hits (2007)
Pop a top again
I just got time for one more round Sit em up my friends Then I'll be gone Then you can let some other fool sit down I'd like for you'd to listen to a joke I heard today From a woman who said she was through and calmly walked away I'd tried to smile and did a while it felt so outta place Did you ever hear of a clown with tears drops streamming down his face. Pop a top again I think I'll have another round Sit em up my friend Then I'll be gone and you can let some other fool sit down. Home for me is misery and here I am wasting time Cause a row of fools on a row of stools is not what's on my mind But then you see her leaving me it's not what I perfer So it's either here just drinking beer or at home remembering her. Pop a top again I think I'll have another round Sit em up my friend Then I'll be gone and you can let some other fool sit down Pop a top again. |
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from Alan Jackson - 16 Biggest Hits (2007)
If money grew on hackberry trees
If time wasn't such a luxury If love was lovesick over me That'd be alright If I could keep the wind in my sails Keep a hold of the tiger by the tail A half a ham sandwich in my lunch pail That'd be alright Chorus Yeah, That'd be alright That'd be alright If everybody everywhere had a lighter load to bear And a little bigger piece of the pie We'd be livin' us a pretty good life And that'd be alright Go heavy on the good and light on the bad A hair more happy and a shade less sad Turn all that negative down just a tad That'd be alright If my dear ol' dog never got old If my family farm never got sold If another bad joke never got told That'd be alright (Chorus x3) That'd be alright That'd be alright Yeah, That'd be alright That'd be alright.... That'd be alright |
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from Alan Jackson - 16 Biggest Hits (2007)
Well I was sitting in a roadhouse down on Highway 41
You were wiping off some ketchup on a table that was done I knew you didn't see me, I was in a corner booth Of course you weren't my waitress, mine was missing her front tooth So I flagged you down for coffee, but I couldn't see a thing But I'm in love with you, baby, and I don't even know your name I'm in love with you baby, I don't even know your name I've never been too good with all those sexual games So maybe it's just better if we leave it this way I'm in love with you, baby, and I don't even know your name So I ordered straight tequila, a little courage in a shot And I asked you for a date and then I asked to tie the knot I got a little wasted, yeah, I went a little far I finally got to hug you when you helped me to my car The last thing I remember I heard myself say I'm in love with you, baby, and I don't even know your name I'm in love with you baby, I don't even know your name I've never been too good with all those sexual games So maybe it's just better if we leave it this way I'm in love with you, baby, and I don't even know your name The next thing I remember, I was hearing wedding bells Standing by a woman in a long white lacy veil I raised the veil and she smiled at me without her left front tooth And I said where the hell am I and just who the hell are you? She said, I was your waitress and our last name's now the same 'Cause I'm married to you, baby, and I don't even know your name Yeah, I'm married to a waitress, I don't even know her name I've never been too good at all those sexual games I never thought my love life would quite turn out this way Hey, I'm married to a waitress and I don't even know her name |
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from Alan Jackson - 16 Biggest Hits (2007)
here i am alone again tonight
in this old empty house its hard to learn what you don't think you need that you can't live without never leave the sound of the telephone but ever since you left i've been gone gone crazy going out of my mind i've asked myself the reasons atleast a thousand times going up and down this hall way trying to leave the pain behind ever since you left i've been gone never saw your face this many times when you were really here things you said i never understood now crystal clear never spent this much time alone but ever since you left i've been gone gone crazy going out of my mind i've asked myself the reasons atleast a thousand times going up and down this hall way trying to leave the pain behind ever since you left i've been gone (2x) i've been gone (repeat til end) |
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from Alan Jackson - 16 Biggest Hits (2007)
When I look into your soft green eyes
When I see your delicate body Revealed to me as you slip off your dress I'm reminded what I feel for you Will remain strong and true Long after the pleasures of the flesh Then I'll go on loving you I'll go on loving you I'll go on loving you Be it the wind or the rain Or the moon up in the sky The spin of the earth or the changes in the tide I don't know what brought us together What strange forces of nature Conspire to construct the present From the past Then I'll go on loving you I'll go on loving you I'll go on loving you When I look into your soft green eyes When I see your delicate body Revealed to me as you slip off your dress I'm reminded what I feel for you Will remain strong and true Long after the pleasures of the flesh Then I'll go on loving you I'll go on loving you I'll go on loving you |
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from Alan Jackson - 16 Biggest Hits (2007)
I remember walk'in round the court square sidewalk
Lookin' in windows at things I couldn't want There's johnson's hardware and morgans jewelry And the ol' Lee king's apothecary They ware the little man The little man I go back now and the stores are empty Except for an old coke sign dated 1950 Boarded up like they never existed Or renovated and called historic districts There goes the little man There goes the little man Now the court square's just a set of streets That the people go round but they seldom think Bout the little man that built this town Before the big money shut em down And killed the little man Oh the little man He pumped your gas and he cleaned your glass And one cold rainy night he fixed your flat The new stores came where you do it yourself You buy a lotto ticket and food off the shelf Forget the little man Forget about that little man He hung on there for a few more years But he couldn't sell slurpees And he wouldn't sell beer Now the bank rents the station To a man down the road And they sell velvet Elvis and Second-hand clothes There goes little man There goes another little man Now the court square's just a set of streets That the people go round but they seldom think Bout the little man that built this town Before the big money shut em down And killed the little man Oh the little man Now the stores are lined up in a concrete strip You can buy the whole world in just one trip And save a penny cause it's jumbo size They don't even realize They'er killin' the little man Oh the little man Now the court square's just a set of streets That the people go round but they seldom think Bout the little man that built this town Before the big money shut em down And killed the little man Oh the little man It wasn't long ago when I was a child An old black man came with his mule and his plow He broke the ground where we grew our garden Back before we'd all forgoten about the little man The little man Long live the little man God bless the little man |
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from Alan Jackson - 16 Biggest Hits (2007)
Everywhere you look
You can write a book On the trouble of a woman and a man But you can not impose You can't stick your nose Into something that you don't understand But still you wonder Who's cheatin' who Who's being true And who don't even care anymore It makes you wonder Who's doin' right with someone tonight And who's car is parked next door I thought I knew her well I really couldn't tell That she had another lover on her mind You see it felt so right When she held me tight How could I be so blind But still you wonder Who's cheatin' who Who's being true And who don't even care anymore It makes you wonder Who's doin' right with someone tonight Who's car is parked next door A heart is on the line Each and every time Love is stolen in the shadows of the night Though it's wrong all along It keeps goin' on As long as you keep in outta sight Still you wonder Who's cheatin' who And who's being true Who don't even care anymore It makes you wonder Who's doin' right with someone tonight Who's car is parked next door Still you wonder Who's cheatin' who And who's being true And who don't even care anymore It makes you wonder Who's doin' right with someone tonight Who's car is parked next door Still you wonder Who's cheatin' who And who's being true And who don't even care anymore It makes you wonder Who's doin' right with someone tonight Who's car is parked next door |
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from Alan Jackson - 16 Biggest Hits (2007)
Well I'm a-gonna raise a fuss, I'm a-gonna raise a holler
About a-workin' all summer just to try an' earn a dollar Everytime I call my baby, to try to get a date My boss says, "No dice, son, you gotta work late" Sometimes I wonder what I'm gonna do Cause there ain't no cure for the summertime blues Well my mom 'n' papa told me, "Son, you gotta make some money" "If you wanna use the car to go ridin' next Sunday" Well, I didn't go to work, told the boss I was sick "Now you can't use the car 'cause you didn't work a lick" Sometimes I wonder what I'm gonna do Cause there ain't no cure for the summertime blues (key change) I'm gonna take two weeks, gonna have a vacation I'm gonna take my problem to the United Nations Well, I called my congressman and he said quote, "I'd like to help you son, but you're too young to vote" Sometimes I wonder what I'm gonna do Cause there ain't no cure for the summertime blues Well I'm a-gonna raise a fuss, I'm a-gonna raise a holler About workin' all summer just to try an' earn a dollar Sometimes I wonder what I'm a-gonna do Cause there ain't no cure for the summertime blues Yeah, sometimes I wonder what I'm gonna do Cause there ain't no cure for the summertime blues No there ain't no cure for the summertime blues |
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from Alan Jackson - A Lot About Livin' (And A Little 'Bout Love) (1992)
Well, way down yonder on the Chattahoochee
It gets hotter than a hoochie coochie We laid rubber on the Georgia asphalt We got a little crazy but we never got caught. Down by the river on a Friday night Pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight Talkin' 'bout cars and dreamin' 'bout women Never had a plan, just a livin' for the minute. Yeah, way down yonder on the Chattahoochee Never knew how much that muddy water meant to me But I learned how to swim and I learned who I was A lot about livin' and a little 'bout love. Ya ha Well, we fogged up the windows in my old Chevy I was willin' but she wasn't ready So I settled for a burger and a grape sno-cone I dropped her off early but I didn't go home. Down by the river on a Friday night Pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight Talkin' 'bout cars and dreamin' 'bout women Never had a plan, just a livin' for the minute. Yeah, way down yonder on the Chattahochee Never knew how much that muddy water meant to me But I learned how to swim and I learned who I was A lot about livin' and a little 'bout love. Well, way down yonder on the Chattahochee It gets hotter than a hoochie coochie We laid rubber on the Georgia asphalt We got a little crazy but we never got caught. Well, we fogged up the windows in my old Chevy I was willin' but she wasn't ready So I settled for a burger and a grape sno-cone I dropped her off early but I didn't go home. Down by the river on a Friday night Pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight Talkin' 'bout cars and dreamin' 'bout women Never had a plan, just a livin' for the minute. Yeah, way down yonder on the Chattahochee Never knew how much that muddy water meant to me But I learned how to swim and I learned who I was A lot about livin' and a little 'bout love. A lot about livin' and a little 'bout love. Ya he That's right... |
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from Alan Jackson - A Lot About Livin' (And A Little 'Bout Love) (1992)
She's Got The Rhythm (And I Got The Blues) (Print the Lyrics) (Alan Jackson/Randy Travis) This old bar stools feeling higher As a started sinking lower The minute that she waltzed right through that door Not long ago I held her Like a fool I went and left her Now she's with somebody else out on that floor And she's got the rhythm and I got the blues And she's showing me how much I had to lose With her every little move she's telling me I'm over you She's got the rhythm and I got the blues Well that music's gettin' louder As my heart keeps beatin' faster As she spells out regret in perfect time Well I thought I wanted freedom But that ball and chain I needed 'Cause when you choose, sometimes you lose the prize And she's got the rhythm and I got the blues And she's showing me how much I had to lose With her every little move she's telling me I'm over you She's got the rhythm and I got the blues With her every little move she's telling me I'm over you She's got the rhythm and I got the blues |
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from Alan Jackson - A Lot About Livin' (And A Little 'Bout Love) (1992)
Our room was filled with silence
I guess we'd said it all I don't know when I'd seen our bedroom So long I can't recall We'd built this thing between us I'm not sure what's the cause So I swallowed all my pride And tonight I climbed the wall Tonight I climbed the wall And took her by the hand We'd come too far to fall Couldn't stand to see it end So tonight I climbed the wall Makin' love is so much sweeter When you love the one you hold After all these years of holdin' her You'd think by now I'd know Now as we lie here together All our troubles seem so small Just these satin sheets between us 'Cause tonight I climbed the wall Tonight I climbed the wall And took her by the hand We'd come too far to fall Couldn't stand to see it end So tonight I climbed the wall Tonight I climbed the wall Tonight I climbed the wall |
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from Alan Jackson - A Lot About Livin' (And A Little 'Bout Love) (1992)
(toni dae/joy swines)
I've been known to tie one on and honky tonk til half past three But the party don't get started til my baby pours her love on me She's a hundred proof, lord she's smooth She makes me moan all night long So I don't need the booze to get a buzz on I've tried it all from tennessee whiskey To ozark mountain moonshine But it's her sweet love that packs the punch And keeps me higher than a georgia pine Mr southern comfort don't come in a bottle I get a double shot of love home grown So I don't need booze to get a buzz on My little country girl makes my head whirl and my knees begin to shake No I can't walk no chalk line I ain't a talking or a thinking straight I'm hooked on my baby's love there ain't nothing in a jug this strong And I don't need the booze to get a buzz on I've tried it all from tennessee whiskey To ozark mountain moonshine Bu it's her sweet love that packs the punch And keeps me higher than a georgia pine Mr southern comfort don't come in a bottle I get a double shot of love home grown So I don't need booze to get a buzz on I wear a blue ribbon grin every now and then But I don't need that to get stoned I don't need the booze to get a buzz on No I don't need the booze to get a buzz on |
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from Alan Jackson - A Lot About Livin' (And A Little 'Bout Love) (1992)
I called my doctor on the telephone
Help me Doc there's something wrong I can't shake it it's gone too far He said tell me what your symptoms are I said my hands are sweaty and my knees are weak I can't eat and I can't sleep It's turning me every way but loose He said it sounds like love's got a hold on you No doubt love's got a hold on you I told my buddies I was settlin' down No more of this running 'round They looked at me like I was a fool And said come on tell us what's wrong with you I said my hands are sweaty and my knees are weak I can't eat and I can't sleep It's turning me every way but loose He said it sounds like love's got a hold on you No doubt love's got a hold on you Well I tossed and turned til the morning light Holding my pillow hanging on for life There ain't nothing I can do They said it sounds like love's got a hold on you Sounds like love's got a hold on you My hands are sweaty and my knees are weak I can't eat and I can't sleep It's turning me every way but loose He said it sounds like love's got a hold on you Sounds like love's got a hold on you Sounds like love's got a hold on you No doubt love's got a hold on you |
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from Alan Jackson - A Lot About Livin' (And A Little 'Bout Love) (1992)
You told me you don't love me, when you walked out the door
I stood there feelin' lonely, then the tears began to pour What else could I do, I'd never felt like that before So I cried an ol' blue river in the middle of the floor Now I'm up to my ears in tears I'm cryin' night and day since you went away The things you used to say honey, I no longer hear The water's cold and clear, I'm drownin' for you dear Up to my ears in tears Well I found some old love letters you wrote me years ago But the words all ran together when the tears began to flow 'Cause you left that water runnin' now it's got nowhere to go If I can't wash away your memory guess I'll just go under slow 'Cause I'm up to my ears in tears I'm cryin' night and day since you went away The things you used to say honey, I no longer hear The water's cold and clear, I'm drownin' for you dear Up to my ears in tears Yeah I'm up to my ears in tears I'm cryin' night and day since you went away The things you used to say honey, I no longer hear That water's cold and clear, I'm drownin' for you dear Up to my ears in tears Yeah that water's cold and clear I'm drownin' for you dear Up to my ears in tears |
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from Alan Jackson - A Lot About Livin' (And A Little 'Bout Love) (1992)
I thought some time in the sun
Would help me get over you But I could tell from day one This is a place meant for two Now here I sit on the beach Watching the tide ebb and flow I booked my room for a week But now I'm ready to go I'm in a tropical depression I've got the blue water blues Can't shake this loving you obsession Can't stand this sand in my shoes This forgetting you vacation Is just a fool's holiday If I can't get over you This tropical depression is gonna Blow me away This should be paradise Heaven down by the sea Without you here by my side It feels like hell to me I'm in a tropical depression I've got the blue water blues Can't shake this loving you obsession Can't stand this sand in my shoes This forgetting you vacation Is just a fool's holiday If I can't get over you This tropical depression is gonna Blow me away If I can't get over you This tropical depression is gonna Blow me away |
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from Alan Jackson - A Lot About Livin' (And A Little 'Bout Love) (1992)
I got my first motorcycle when I turned sixteen
I remember my mamma raisin' cane with me She said, Son tell me why you wanna ride that thing She didn't know about the blonde at the Dairy Queen I got my own reasons why I do what I do I like to ride motorcycles And she likes it too I like to ride motorcycles And he likes it too I always wore my hair just a little too long Daddy didn't like it and he made no bones If I'd have gotten it cut like he wanted me to She wouldn't have had nothin' left to run her fingers through I got my own reasons why I do what I do I like to wear my hair long And she likes it too I like to wear my hair long And she likes it too I remember ridin' around with my buddies back home Listenin' to some country on the radio When they tried to change the station to some Rock 'n' Roll I'd turn the Opry up just as loud as it'd go I got my own reasons why I do what I do I like country music She likes it too I like country music She likes it too Now I got a big Harley And my hair is still long And I'm still listening to a country song I got my own reasons Why I do what I do I know what I like She likes it too I know what I like She likes it too Yeah I know what I like She likes it too |
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from Alan Jackson - A Lot About Livin' (And A Little 'Bout Love) (1992)
(alan jackson/jim mcbride)
I guess it's just not my day The wind blew my morning paper away Then I cut my toe oin a sliver of glass From the stormdoor you broke when you left here so fast If it ain't one thing it's you If you've heard that I'm goin crazy It's true The wheels seem to fall off whatever I do If it ain't one thing It's you I rented that movie you hate But that old vcr just chewed up the tape Then I went to the freezer thought I'd cook me a steak All I found was that old piece of our wedding cake If it ain't one thing it's you If you've heard that I'm goin crazy It's true The wheels seem to fall off whatever I do If it ain't one thing It's you But I never knew that I needed you so But now that I've lost you, I can't let you go If it ain't one thing it's you If you've heard that I'm goin crazy It's true The wheels seem to fall off whatever I do If it ain't one thing It's you Oh if it ain't one thing It's you |
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from Alan Jackson - A Lot About Livin' (And A Little 'Bout Love) (1992)
Well if I had money,
I'd tell you what I'd do, I go downtown buy a Mercury or two. Crazy bout a Mercury, Lord I'm crazy bout a Mercury, I'm gonna buy me a Mercury & cruise it up & down the road. Well the girl I love, I stole her from a friend. He got lucky stole her back again, She heard he had a Mercury. Lord she's crazy bout a Mercury. I'm gonna buy me a Mercury & cruise it up & down the road. Hey now mama You look so fine Driven round in your Mercury 49' Crazy bout a Mercury Lord I'm crazy bout a Mercury I'm gonna buy me a Mercury & cruise it up & down the road. Well my baby went out Didn't stay long, Bought herself a Mercury, come a cruisen home. She's crazy bout a Mercury, Yeah she's crazy bout a Mercury. I'm gonna buy me a Mercury & cruise it up & down the road. (Ahhh cruise now) Well if I had money, I'd tell you what I'd do, I go downtown buy a Mercury or two. Crazy bout a Mercury, Lord I'm crazy bout a Mercury, I'm gonna buy me a Mercury & cruise it up & down the road. I'm gonna buy me a Mercury & cruise it up & down the road. I'm gonna buy me a Mercury & cruise it up & down the road. |
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from Alan Jackson - Everything I Love (1996)
Have a little love on a little honeymoon
You got a little dish and you got a little spoon A little bitty house and a little bitty yard A little bitty dog and a little bitty car. Well, it's alright to be little bitty A little hometown or a big old city Might as well share, might as well smile Life goes on for a little bitty while. A little bitty baby in a little bitty gown It'll grow up in a little bitty town A big yellow bus and little bitty books It all started with a little bitty look. Well, it's alright to be little bitty A little hometown or a big old city Might as well share, might as well smile Life goes on for a little bitty while. (Yeeeaaahhhh) You know you got a job and a little bitty check A six pack of beer and television set Little bitty world goes around and around Little bit of silence and a little bit of sound. A good ole boy and a pretty little girl Start all over in a little bitty world Little bitty plan and a little bitty dream It's all part of a little bitty scheme. It's alright to be little bitty A little hometown or a big old city Might as well share, might as well smile Life goes on for a little bitty while. It's alright to be little bitty A little hometown or a big old city Might as well share, might as well smile Life goes on for a little bitty while. (Whoooo)... |
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from Alan Jackson - Everything I Love (1996)
Coffee keeps me up and I can't sleep
And when I drink too much then I can't eat Losing you has led me to believe Everything I love is killin' me Everything I love is killin' me Cigarettes, Jack Daniels and caffeine And that's the way you're turnin' out to be Everything I love gonna have to give up 'Cause everything I love is killin' me I guess I made a big mistake Thinkin' you're a habit I can break Well, I'm addicted to you now I see Everything I love is killin' me Everything I love is killin' me Cigarettes, Jack Daniels and caffeine And that's the way you're turnin' out to be Everything I love gonna have to give up 'Cause everything I love is killin' me Everything I love gonna have to give up 'Cause everything I love is killin' me |
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from Alan Jackson - Everything I Love (1996)
How long will I love you
I don't really know I'd like to think forever Is how far we could go So let me paint a picture Of how it's gonna be The day you don't mean everything to me When a nickel's worth a dollar And gold ain't worth a dime When they build a ship on waters that will take you back in time When the stars have all been counted And I stop lovin' you Honey they'll be driving Buicks to the moon Now you don't have to worry About what comes to pass This old world may wear out But my love's gonna last If they ever build that highway to the moon I'll just find something else to promise you When a nickel's worth a dollar And gold ain't worth a dime When they build a ship on waters that will take you back in time When the stars have all been counted And I stop lovin' you Honey they'll be driving Buicks to the moon Oh when the stars have all be counted And I stop lovin' you Honey they'll be drivin' Buicks to the moon |
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from Alan Jackson - Everything I Love (1996)
This world can take you by the hand
And tempt the soul of any man But you can choose your path There's two roads you can take One way is right and one way is wrong The flesh is weak, but love is strong And she's all I see between the devil and me The gates of hell swing open wide invitin' me to step inside I'll be your friend, he calls again, I know it's him The flames are spreadin' everywhere But through the smoke I see her there She's all I see between the devil and me I hold her in my arms tonight So safe and warm I close my eyes And a cool breeze blows 'cross our bodies in the dark Outside her reach is my concern Somewhere I know a fire burns And she's all I see between the devil and me The gates of hell swing open wide invitin' me to step inside I'll be your friend, he calls again, I know it's him The flames are spreadin' everywhere But through the smoke I see her there She's all I see between the devil and me The gates of hell swing open wide Invitin' me to step inside She's all I see between the devil and me |
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from Alan Jackson - Everything I Love (1996)
There you were standin' in the shadows
Well I just looked where I don't see I'm still pretendin' I don't need you I won't let you know you're killin' me Like some big black widow spider You know just how to catch your prey I'm actin' like it doesn't matter And you sneak up from behind and whisper my name And there goes your paralyzin' eyes There goes your tantalizin' smile There goes my act of playin' it cool And there go the words I meant to say There go the games I wanted to play There goes my heart fallin' for you Well I think you're playin' with me darlin' You like to see what you can do Well I should be fishin' for Blue Marlin Instead of bein' hooked by again by you But there goes your paralyzin' eyes There goes your tantalizin' smile There goes my act of playin' it cool And there go the words I meant to say There go the games I wanted to play There goes my heart fallin' for you Yeah there goes your paralyzin' eyes There goes your tantalizin' smile There goes my heart fallin' for you Yeah there goes my heart fallin' for you |
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from Alan Jackson - Everything I Love (1996)
We still wear our rings
We still say I love you We both play the part oh so well But everyone knows It's just a sad show And we're only foolin' ourselves It's like living in a house with no curtains The whole world can see what's inside You can turn out the lights in a house with no curtains But heartache has nowhere to hide We could pack up and leave in different directions If we just had somewhere to go We just keep on pretending Afraid of the ending Admitting what everyone knows It's like living in a house with no curtains The whole world can see what's inside You can turn out the lights in a house with no curtains But heartache has nowhere to hide You can turn out the lights In a house with no curtains But heartache has nowhere to hide |
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from Alan Jackson - Everything I Love (1996)
Everywhere you look
You can write a book On the trouble of a woman and a man But you can not impose You can't stick your nose Into something that you don't understand But still you wonder Who's cheatin' who Who's being true And who don't even care anymore It makes you wonder Who's doin' right with someone tonight And who's car is parked next door I thought I knew her well I really couldn't tell That she had another lover on her mind You see it felt so right When she held me tight How could I be so blind But still you wonder Who's cheatin' who Who's being true And who don't even care anymore It makes you wonder Who's doin' right with someone tonight Who's car is parked next door A heart is on the line Each and every time Love is stolen in the shadows of the night Though it's wrong all along It keeps goin' on As long as you keep in outta sight Still you wonder Who's cheatin' who And who's being true Who don't even care anymore It makes you wonder Who's doin' right with someone tonight Who's car is parked next door Still you wonder Who's cheatin' who And who's being true And who don't even care anymore It makes you wonder Who's doin' right with someone tonight Who's car is parked next door Still you wonder Who's cheatin' who And who's being true And who don't even care anymore It makes you wonder Who's doin' right with someone tonight Who's car is parked next door |
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from Alan Jackson - Everything I Love (1996)
After seventeen years behind bars
And lookin' back on his mistakes He sat down and poured out his heart When his son came to see him today He spoke with a voice that trembled Tryin' to hold back the tears He said I ain't been much of a father Son, I wish I could turn back the years 'Cause life's like a river And the water is deep Cross it with care Or you'll end up like me Let my mistakes Be your steppin' stones And walk on the rocks that I stumbled on He said son stay away from the bottle Watch out for the company you keep And hold on to those you love 'Cause love is a man's greatest need The right way may not be easy The right road ain't always straight Son, please don't follow the footsteps That lead to where I am today 'Cause life's like a river And the water is deep Cross it with care Or you'll end up like me Let my mistakes Be your steppin' stones And walk on the rocks that I stumbled on Walk on the rocks that I stumbled on |
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from Alan Jackson - Everything I Love (1996)
Well I must've had a ball last night
I can't recall what even started our fight I must've drank away my blues 'Cause I don't remember losin' you Well I must've done the town up right 'Cause this morning my hats just a little too tight There ain't no way of knowin' But all the signs are showin' I must've had a ball last night Well I woke up this mornin' Underneath my bed And someone's in the kitchen sink With cowboy boots on and nothin' else at all Except my hat turned backway on her head Well I must've had a ball last night I can't recall what even started out fight Well I must've drank away my blues 'Cause I don't remember losing you Well I must've done the town up right 'Cause this morning my hats just a little too tight There ain't no way of knowin' But all the signs are showin' I must've had a ball last night Well my picture's on the table Somebody tore it right in two Well who'd do such a crazy thing Someone took your suitcase and your little car And I hate it 'cause the tires are new Yeah, I must've had a ball last night I can't recall what even started out fight I must've drank away my blues 'Cause I don't remember losing you Well I must've done the town up right 'Cause this morning my hats just a little too tight There ain't no way of knowin' But all the signs are showin' I must've had a ball last night Well I must've done the town up right 'Cause this morning my hats just a little too tight There ain't no way of knowing But all the signs are showing I must've had a ball last night Well, there ain't way knowin' But all the signs are showin' I must've had a ball last night |
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from Alan Jackson - Everything I Love (1996)
(Alan Jackson)
Well I've been on the wrong side Of the front door too often Watched you slam it in my face Well I may have learned the hard way I'm not a soft one Tonight I'm standin in your place Cause you taught me a lot about leavin Won't even have to try So here's your lesson in heartache and grievin And a chance for you to cry Cause it's time you learned about goodbye I've stood behind you And I've laid beside you But I won't do that anymore Cause I'm tired of bein Just here when you want me Tonight I'm walkin out that door Cause you taught me a lot about leavin Won't even have to try So here's your lesson in heartache and grievin And a chance for you to cry Cause it's time you learned about goodbye It's time you learned about goodbye |
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from Alan Jackson - When Somebody Loves You (2000)
I like my steak well done, my taters fried
Football games on monday night It's just who I am A meat and potato man I like my coffee black Ol' tv shows My women hot and my beer ice cold It's just who I am A meat and potato man I don't like caviar, sushi bars, The irs or phony stars I'm a haggard fan A meat and potato man I like my fishin' holes, lightnin' bugs Flatt 'n' Scruggs, and my woman's love It's just who I am A meat and potato man I like my wrangler jeans, cowboy boots Cornbread and beans and country roots It's just who I am A meat and potato man I don't like politics, hypocrites Folks with poodles dressed like kids I'm a hounddog fan A meat and potato man, Yeah, that's what I am A meat and potato man... |
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from Alan Jackson - When Somebody Loves You (2000)
When your heart is all alone every second
Seems so long When it's just you, you can't see through Those ol' clouds that rain so blue But when somebody loves you There's nothing you can't do When somebody loves you It's easy to get through When somebody loves you The way I love you When it's late, the sun hangs low By yourself, nowhere to go Sing a song, you dance alone Play solitaire and stare at the phone But when somebody loves you There's nothing you can't do When somebody loves you It's easy to get through When somebody loves you The way I love you So let's put aside our foolish pride And let our hearts say hello We both agree we're just no good At bein' on our own 'Cause when somebody loves you There's nothing you can't do When somebody loves you It's easy to get through When somebody loves you The way I love you The way I love you The way I love you |
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from Alan Jackson - When Somebody Loves You (2000)
We'll i'm ready to raise the blinds in this place
Think I'll rejoin the human race You said yes now your wearing my ring Guess I can stop playing ol B.B.King Chorus Cause the thrill is back the heartache's gone Time stands still baby love lives on the room spins around when your kissing me the thrill is back like it used to be I sure could use a hair cut and shave Now that I'm crawling outta my cave Since you've said we were through I've been down with a case of the blues Cause the thrill is back the heartache's gone Time stands still baby love lives on the room spins around when your kissing me the thrill is back like it used to be Bridge I think I'd better give my doctor a call And tell him i won't need that prozac after all Cause the thrill is back the heartache's gone Time stands still baby love lives on the room spins around when your kissing me the thrill is back like it used to be Cause the thrill is back the heartache's gone Time stands still baby love lives on the room spins around when your kissing me the thrill is back like it used to be Tag The room spins around when your kissing me the thrill is back like it used to be |
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from Alan Jackson - When Somebody Loves You (2000)
I know your leavin
I see the signs Youre gonna walk out on this heart of mine Youll never call me Youll never write Youve made your mind up; your gone tonight If some rainy day youre all alone You feel like talking, you can log me on At www.memory, Ill be waiting for you patiently If you feel the need, just click on me At www.memory You wont even have to hold me Or look into my eyes You can tell me that you love me Through your keyboard and wires No, you wont have to touch me Or even take my hand Just slide your little mouse around Until you see it land At www.memory Ill be waiting for you patiently If you feel the need, just click on me At www.memory If you feel like love, just click on me At www.memory |
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from Alan Jackson - When Somebody Loves You (2000)
Well I was rollin' wheels and shiftin' gears
'Round that Jersey Turnpike Barney stopped me with his gun ten minutes after midnight Said sir you broke the limit in that rusty ol' truck I don't know about that accent son Just where did you come from I said where I come from It's cornbread and chicken Where I come from a lotta front porch sittin' Where I come from tryin' to make a livin' And workin' hard to get to heaven Where I come from Well i was south of Detroit City I pulled in this country kitchen To try their brand of barbecue The sign said finger-lickin' Well I paid the tab and the lady aked me How'd you like my biscuit I'll be honest with you ma'am It ain't like mama fixed it Cause where I come from It's cornbread and chicken Where I come from a lotta front porch pickin' Where I come from tryin' to make a livin' And workin' hard to get to heaven Where I come from I was chasin' sun on 101 somewhere around Ventura I lost a universal joint and I had to use my finger This tall lady stopped and asked If I had plans for dinner Said no thanks ma'am, back home we like the girls that sing soprano Cause where I come from It's cornbread and chicken Where I come from a lotta front porch sittin' Where I come from tryin' to make a livin' And workin' hard to get to heaven Where I come from Well I was headed home on 65 somewhere around Kentucky The CB rang for the bobtail rig that's rollin' on like thunder Well I answered him and he asked me Aren't you from out in Tulsa No, but you might'a seen me there I just dropped a load of salsa Where I come from It's cornbread and chicken Where I come from a lotta front porch pickin' Where I come from tryin' to make a livin' and workin' hard to get to heaven Where I come from Where I come from It's cornbread and chicken Where I come from a lotta back porch pickin' Where I come from tryin' to make a livin' Workin' hard to get to heaven Where I come from Yeah where I come from A lotta front porch sittin' Starin' up at heaven Where I come from Where I come from Tryin' to make a livin' Tryin' to make a livin' Oh, where I come from Where I come from Yeah where I come from Get back down there sometimes Where I come from |
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from Alan Jackson - When Somebody Loves You (2000)
The door still creaks, the roof still leaks
When the rain comes fallin' down The dog still barks at every car that comes around My boss at work, he's still a jerk That ain't nothing new I'm such a dope, my heart's still broke 'Cause I still love you Chorus: My favorite picture of you is still on my windowsill You wrote to me don't ever change And I'm afraid I never will When day is done the night still comes And aaaaaai still toss and turn I still try to have some pride, While the bridge still burns My arms still ache, my heart still waits And I know there's no use I'm still a fool and it's so cruel 'Cause I still love you Chorus: My favorite picture of you is still on my windowsill You wrote to me don't ever change And I'm afraid I never will The door still creaks, the roof still leaks But that ain't nothing new Thanks for the call, I guess that's all Except I still love you... |
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from Alan Jackson - When Somebody Loves You (2000)
I tried to stay on the straight and narrow
But I've walked a crooked path And I've felt worthy of forgiveness And deservin' heaven's wrath Right on the money and off by a mile Ahead of my time and way out of style Chorus: But I'm hangin' tough, I ain't had enough I ain't givin' up on life or love Well, I try to stay away from the bottle But I've reached out for the glass I try to pull back on the throttle But I still run out of gas I've been an angel, but never a saint Hung with the devil, don't nobody faint Chorus: 'Cause I'm hangin' tough, I ain't had enough I ain't givin' up on life or love Yesterday's history, today is a chance Tomorrow is a mystery, so I'm makin' plans Chorus: To keep hangin' tough, I ain't had enough I ain't givin' up on life or love I keep hangin' tough, I ain't had enough I ain't givin' up on life or love, life or love... |
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from Alan Jackson - When Somebody Loves You (2000)
Well I've been wonderin' what I've been missin'
I guess I should have known But my heart does and it ain't whisperin' It tells me just what it wants Someone who knows what I like in my coffee And the shape of my ol' hat A lover who always looks at me not through me I need a love like that I need a love like that I could use a little sun on my back A truck needs a highway, a train needs a track I need a love like that Well I need a new car but I can't afford it So I keep patchin' that ol' flat My heart's lonely and I can't ignore it I need a love like that Yeah, I need a love like that I could use a little sun on my back A truck needs a highway, a train needs a track I need a love like that Two young people dancin' in the daylight They don't care where they're at Waitin' on sunset holdin' on so tight I need a love like that Yeah, I need a love like that I could use a little sun on my back A truck needs a highway, a train needs a track I need a love like that One little baby hidin' in the shadow Of her daddy's hat Lovin' and trustin' blindly she'll follow I need a love like that Yeah, I need a love like that I could use a little sun on my back A truck needs a highway a train needs a track And I need a love like that Yeah, a truck needs a highway, a train needs a track And I need a love like that... |
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from Alan Jackson - When Somebody Loves You (2000)
Ba bom bom...
It's alright to be a redneck It's alright to ride around in a dirty ol' truck Catch a bunch of fish and shoot a bunch of duck It's alright to be a redneck Chase around girls on Friday night. You wanna make 'em feel alright Chorus: It's alright, it's alright, it's alright to be a redneck It's alright to be a redneck It's alright to work hard in the sun all day Drink a couple beers after balin' hay It's good to be a redneck Drive by Ernie's for some barbecue Showin' off your brand new boots Chorus: It's alright, it's alright, It's alright to be a redneck Bridge: The kids are gonna cry and the chickens gonna fry Oh, you know it Your car won't run so your cousin's comin' by to tow it Ba bom ba bom... It's alright to be a redneck It's alright to have a girl name'a Thelma Lou That don't mind a little kiss when you got a little chew Party on the road By the light of the moon Dancin' to a country tune Chorus: It's alright, it's alright, it's alright to be a redneck it's alright, it's alright, it's alright to be a redneck Tag Yeah...it's alright, it's just right, it'a alright to be a redneck Ba bom bom... |
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from Alan Jackson - When Somebody Loves You (2000)
Maybe I should stay here
For the rest of my life My compliments to you dear You're so easy on the eyes I'm likin' how my Jack and water mixes with your Estee Lauder ooh, so maybe I should stay here And keep makin' eyes at you Maybe you should stay here I beg you not to go There's something I must say dear I'm compelled to let you know My intuition makes me think That holdin' you's a possibility So maybe you should stay here And keep makin' eyes at me Some lover lose, some lovers win But honey I don't care Somebody said only fools rush in But me, I'm already there So maybe we should stay here 'Cause here's where we belong Like me the night is lonely Like you the night is young There's no reason why We shouldn't have these feelings If it happens naturally, oh yeah So maybe we should stay here For all eternity. oh baby, we should stay here, Just you and me... |
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from Alan Jackson - When Somebody Loves You (2000)
This is a three minute song
To tell her that I love her And how wonderful we get along A sweet sentiment that's borderline slick A lotta right and not much wrong It's a little bit edgy, but softer than spaghetti Weak yet redundantly strong It's a three minute positive Not too country up-tempo love song Yeah, it's a three minute positive Not to country up-tempo love song It's a way to tell her that I love her But it can't be too long There'll be no drinkin', no cheatin', No lyin', no leavin' That stuff it just don't belong In a three minute positive Not too county up-tempo love song You won't hear four-letter words Just me tellin' her That she's the every breath I draw And how I can't live without her And I could never doubt her 'Cause she could never do no wrong Well it's the right amount of timin' The proper form of rhymin' A little guitar then it's gone It's a three minute positive Not too country up-tempo love song Yeah, it's a three minute positive Not to country up-tempo love song It's a way to tell her that I love her But it can't be too long There'll be no drinkin', no cheatin', No lyin', no leavin' That stuff it just don't belong In a three minute positive Not too county up-tempo love song Yeah in a three minute positive Not too country up-tempo love song There'll be no drinkin', no cheatin', No lyin', no leavin' That stuff it just don't belong In a three minute positive Not too country up-tempo love song Yeah in a three minute positive Not too country up-tempo love song |
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from Clay Walker - Rhino Hi-Five: Clay Walker (2006)
(Chorus)
If I could make a livin' out of lovin' you, I'd be a millionaire in a week or two, I'd be doin' what I love, And lovin' what I do, If I could make a livin' out of lovin' you. Early in the morning, when the sun comes up, I'm punchin' that clock on the wall, Breakin' my back just to make you bucks, Wishin' I was in your arms. (Chorus) I could work all day and feel right at home, Lovin' that 8 to 5, Never have to leave you here alone, When I'm workin' that overtime. (Chorus(3X)) |
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from The Songs of Hank Williams Jr. (2003)
He's just a singer, a natural born guitar ringer
Kind of a clinger, to sad old songs He's not a walk-behinder, he's a new note finder His name's a reminder, of a blues man that's already gone So he started drinkin', and took some things that messed up his thinkin' He was sure sinkin', when she came along He was alone in the spot light, not to much left inside She changed all that one nigh, when she sang him this song Hey baby I love you, hey baby I need you Hey baby you ain't got to prove to me you're some kind of macho man You've wasted so much of your life, runnin' through the dark nights Let me shine a little love light, down on that blues man He got so sick from speed 'n, all the things hey said he was needin' If he was to keep on pleasin', all of his fans He got cuffed on dirt roads, he got sued over no shows She came and took all that old load, down off of that blues man, and he sang Hey baby I love you too, hey baby I need you Hey baby I do get tired, of this travelin' band I'm over 40 years old now, nights would be cold now If you hadn't stuck it out, with this blues man He's over 40 years old now, nights would be so cold now If she hadn't hung around, with that blues man |
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from Common Thread: The Songs Of The Eagles (0000)
Album: The Songs of the Eagles
It's another Tequila Sunrise Staring slowly cross the sky I said goodbye And he was just a hired hand Working on the dreams he planed to try As days go by And ever night when the sun goes down Just another lonely boy in town And shes out runnin' round She wasn't just another woman And I couldn't keep from coming home It's been so long Oh, and it's a hollow feeling When it comes down to seeing friends It never ends Take another shot at courage And wonder why the right words never come You just get none It's another Tequila Sunrise This whole world still looks the same Another friend... |
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from Alan Jackson - It`s Just That Way [single] (2010)
That ol' sun comes up every mornin'
And goes back down at the end of every day It's just that way Stars show up every evenin' Man in the moon comes up to play It's just that way And girl, lovin' you is something I was born to do It's just that way The ocean wet the desert dry Don't ask me why, 'cause I can't say It's just that way As sure as the world keeps turnin' My love for you will never change Oh, it's just that way And girl, lovin' you is something I was born to do It's just that way And girl, lovin' you is something I was born to do It's just that way That ol' sun comes up every mornin', it's just that way |
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