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4. | Owe Them More Than That feat. Tim McGraw |
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9. | Suitcase Full of Blues |
10. | You Have No Idea |
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When my home is, so far away
And I miss you, so bad it hurts
When I feel like, I've lost my way
I know where to go to quench my thirst.
Chorus:
Back to the well for a drink of cool, cool water
Back to the arms where my heart first fell,
Back to the place my loving cup runs over
Back to my love, back to the well.
Cross the ocean and around the world
I've logged a million country miles
But I always come back to the girls
Who makes it all worth while.
Chorus:
Back to the well for a drink of cool, cool water
Back to the arms where my heart first fell,
Back to the place my loving cup runs over
Back to my love, back to the well.
Chorus:
Back to the well for a drink of cool, cool water
Back to the arms where my heart first fell,
Back to the place my loving cup runs over
Back to my love, back to the well.
Back to my love, back to the well...
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Listen to the Rain
Early dawn, another lazy, stormy Monday morn,
Outside my ride is layin on the horn,
But I won't be torn, from your arms
Work can wait,
I call the boss and tell him I'll be late,
I've been saving for this rainy day,
What do you say we stay at home,
And make love all day long,
Chorus:
And let's just listen to the rain fall,
Music on the window pane, that's all;
Nothing ventured, nothing gained,
Just crawl back in bed,
Pull the covers overhead,
Me and you,
Like John and Yoko use to do,
Let's just listen to the rain
Life moves fast,
Let's find a way to make the moments last,
Forget the future, and forget the past,
Girl all I ask of you
Let's just listen to the rain fall,
Music on the window pane, that's all,
Nothing ventured, nothing gained;
Just crawl back in bed; pull the covers overhead
Me and you,
Like John and Yoko use to do
Let it pour, we'll hold each other let the thunder roar,
Love is never felt like this before,
And I need more of you
So let's just listen to the rain fall,
Music on the window pane, that's all,
Nothing ventured, nothing gained;
We'll crawl back in bed; pull the covers overhead
Me and you,
Like John and Yoko use to do
Just listen to the rain
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You won't believe where I was today
Something made my car go a different way
Before I knew it I was back in time
At our old address sitting in the drive.
And I could see you in my football jersey raking leaves
I could see me hanging lights on our first Christmas tree
I could see us nail those numbers on the door that afternoon
At 727 East Magnolia Avenue.
They added on where we thought we would
You always said it would sure look good
They cut down that tree we were afraid would fall
Looks like they picked up right where we left off.
I could see you out there on the deck soaking up the sun
I could see me chasing you around with a water gun
I could see us there together, seemed the sky was always blue
At 727 East Magnolia Avenue.
If I could make one wish
Oh, I'd relive my life with you
At 727 East Magnolia Avenue...
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Owe Them More Than That feat. Tim McGraw |
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We only knew each other by letter,
When I met her over the train,
When the smoke cleared and the dust was still,
She was standing there speaking my name.
I guarantee she looked like an angel,
I couldn't think of what I should say,
But when Adam saw Eve in the garden,
I believe he felt the selfsame way.
I handed her up on the wagon,
And I loaded up her trunk behind,
She was sitting up there with the gold in her hair,
I tried to get a hope on my mind.
You think that you could love me, Mary? ,
You think we got a chance of a life,
Do you think that you could love me, Mary?
Now you are to be my wife.
We finally headed out of the station,
And drove up my home trail,
And when we came to the farm she laid a hand on my arm,
I thought my resolution would fail.
Now froze as she stepped thru the doorway,
And I stood there as still as could be,
I said: 'I know, it ain't much it needs a woman's touch,
Perhaps she turned around and looked at me.'
Do you think that you could love me, Mary? ,
You think we got a chance of a life,
Do you think that you could love me, Mary?
Now you are to be my wife.
We had a prairie wedding,
There was a preacher and a neighbor or two,
I gave my golden thing, a gold wedding ring,
And the both of us said 'I do.'
Now when the sun is going down in the prairie,
And the golden hair is a flame,
I say 'do you really love me, Mary?'
I hold her and I whisper her name.
Do you think that you could love me, Mary? ,
You think we got a chance of a life,
Do you think that you could love me, Mary?
Now you are to be my wife...
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By the time you read this letter I'll be gone
I'm not the man I was when I left home
By the time you see my face I will have aged
Much more than the passing of the days.
This many miles might as well be the moon
It's a desolate place and I'm missing you
My heart can't believe what my eyes they have seen
God knows what's pulling us through
In a world gone insane, I've whispered your name
I'm missing you.
Sometimes in the quiet of the night
I reach for you as if you're by my side
When everything around me seems all gone
The thought of holding you keeps me hangin' on.
This many miles might as well be the moon
It's a desolate place and I'm missing you
My heart can't believe what my eyes they have seen
God knows what's pulling us through.
In a world gone insane, I've whispered your name
Oh,I'm missing you
In a world gone insane, I whisper your name
I'm missing you...
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Well, a hammer fell down on a .44 primer
And that was one less problem in South Carolina tonight
Wrong or right.
She just looked to me as she finished her tale
The blank expression went another pale shade of gray
There was nothing to say.
In the shadows of her face I saw the scars
That you get when you live where love is hard
And she said,
"Don't you sit and judge me from some high and mighty seat."
"Don't you shrug it off until you've walked a mile in my bare feet."
"There are people that you pass by every day
With harder cards than yours in life to play."
Well, I put the cuffs on her and sat her in the car
Walked inside, he was layin' on the floor stone dead
Been shot in the head.
There were whiskey bottles and dope by the chair
A starving baby with nothing to wear but tears
So the picture was clear.
He had finally pushed her way across the line
And the badge I wore was losing all its shine
And she said,
"Don't you sit and judge me from some high and mighty seat."
"Don't you shrug it off until you've walked a mile in my bare feet."
"There are people that you pass by every day
With harder cards than yours in life to play."
I just stood there thinkin' how justice is blind
But after thirty five years you learn to read the signs
So I made up my mind.
I took the cuffs oof her and I walked her back in
Wiped the gun off and wrapped it in his right hand
Where it should've been.
And the morning paper read in black and white
It's just another senseless case of suicide
Suicide.
Oh, but don't you sit and judge me from some high and mighty seat
Don't you shrug it off until you've walked a mile along my beat
There are people that you pass by every day
With harder cards than yours in life to play.
Well, a hammer fell down on a .44 Primer
And that was one less problem in South Carolina tonight...
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One man can't sleep in his penthouse bed,
Wall Street worries fill his head,
While another man dreams,
In his cardboard shed on Broadway.
Early morning traffic jam,
Wake up call for both of them,
Will work to eat
Asks easy street for small change.
And which one needs it more,
The rich man or the poor,
A change of heart and attitude,
Unselfishness meets gratitude.
It's enough to put tears in God's eyes,
Enough to make the angels cry,
When the power of love lifts someone above,
The emptiness of their unbearable life,
It's enough to put tears in God's eyes.
Late at night a baby cries,
His mother gives him life then dies,
But no one even by them to be sad.
And another woman fills the need,
It's her heart and his mouth she'll feed,
When she gives her love to the child she never had.
Oh, and which one needs it more,
It's hard to say for sure,
When something grows, when nothing was
As strong as any bond of blood.
It's enough to put tears in God's eyes,
Enough to make the angels cry,
When the power of love lifts someone above,
The emptiness of their unbearable life,
It's enough to put tears in God's eyes.
Every minute, every day
A little miracle's done,
Someone opens up their heart
And lets it shine like the sun,
Just the light of that one.
It's enough to put tears in God's eyes,
Enough to make the angels cry,
When the power of love lifts someone above,
The emptiness of their unbearable life,
It's enough to put tears in God's eyes...
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(Lyrics by Scott Innes & Claude Parish)
(Music by Nelson Blanchard)
The wait turned into hours
Before you came my way
The smile that filled a daddy's heart
On the special day
The moment left me speechless
I didn't know what to say
Then you took your first breath
That took mine away.
Days go by so quickly
Summer turns to fall
Seems like only yesterday
That you began to crawl
So don't be afraid to take that step
I'll catch you when you fall
I don't mind if you leave behind
A few handprints on the wall.
I can't describe this feeling
Way down deep inside
The itsy-bitsy spider
Was the first thing that we tried
Patty cake, the baker's man
With your hands so very small
You could always stay this young
And I wouldn't mind at all.
Days go by so quickly
Summer turns to fall
Seems like only yesterday
That you began to crawl
So don't be afraid to take that step
I'll catch you when you fall
I don't mind if you leave behind
A few handprints on the wall...
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Is it still love when we no longer touch?,
Passing white ships in the night,
Love goes unspoken, we don't say a word,
We simply turn out the lights.
Lost in the silence but still I can hear,
The sound of my own breaking heart,
I can't pretend that my world
Isn't falling apart.
And I don't wanna go thro' love like this,
'Cause I won't ever know what I might have missed.
I wanna burn with desire, I want to feel the fire when we kiss,
But I don't wanna go thro' love like this.
I still remember the taste of your skin,
The sound of you saying my name,
The way that it felt as we laid in the sand,
And passion came crashing like waves.
The wind of your laughter, the longing,
The love lead us to lacking inside
There must be some way
For lovers to turn the trash.
'Cause I don't wanna go thro' love like this,
'Cause I won't ever know what I might have missed.
I wanna burn with desire, I want to feel the fire when we kiss,
But I don't wanna go thro' love like this.
Like strangers living like two people
Who'd never known what is like to be loved.
I want to burn with desire; I want to feel the fire of every kiss
But I don't wanna go thro' love.
No, I'm not gonna go thru love.
I'm not willing to go thru love like this.
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