Mark Chesnutt Album

We were all down at Margie's bar
Telling stories if we had one
Someone fired the old jukebox up
The song sure was a sad one
A teardrop rolled down Bubba's nose
From the pain the song was inflicting
And all at once he jumped to his feet
Just like somebody kicked him

Bubba shot the juke box last night
Said it played a sad song it made him cry
Went to his truck and got a forty five
Bubba shot the juke box last night

Bubba ain't never been accused of being mentality stable
So we did not draw an easy breathe
Until he laid that colt on the table
He hung his head till the cops showed up
They dragged him right out of Margie's
Told him "Don't play dumb with us, son"
"Know damn well what the charge is."

Bubba shot the juke box last night
Said it played a sad song it made him cry
Went to his truck and got a forty five
Bubba shot the juke box last night

Well, the sheriff arrived with his bathrobe on
The confrontation was a tense one
Shook his head said, "Bubba Boy,"
"You was always a dense one."
Reckless discharge of a gun
That's what the officers are claiming
Bubba hollered, "Reckless! Hell!"
"I shot just where I was aiming."

Bubba shot the juke box last night
Said it played a sad song it made him cry
Went to his truck and got a forty five
Bubba shot the juke box stopped it with one shot
Bubba shot the jukebox last night
Well he could not tell right from wrong
Through the teardrops in his eyes
Beyond a shadow of a doubt
It was justifiable homicide
Bubba shot the juke box stopped it with one shot
Bubba shot the jukebox last night

Well, it sure feels good to come in here
And just pull up a seat
A frosty mug of a cool one
Helps to beat the heat
These old dog days of summer
Lord, I'll be glad when they're gone
It's too hot to fish, too hot for golf
And Too Cold At Home.

Well, that baseball game on TV
Takes me back to when I was a kid
We proudly wore those uniforms
Just like the Dodgers did
Yea!, we won a few and and we lost a few
And for me it still goes on
Too hot to fish, and too hot for golf
And Too Cold At Home.

CHORUS

Well, I only planned on one or two
I might stay for three
If that good-lookin' thing in the corner
Keeps smilin' back at me
It's so easy not to care
'Bout what's right or what's wrong
It's too hot to fish, too hot for golf
And Too Cold At Home.

CHORUS

It's too hot to fish, too hot for golf
And Too Cold At Home.

Been havin' a ball since I was a boy in Beaumont
Love that town but I just couldn't stay
Two stepped all the way to Amarillo
Shuffled my way into Santa Fe
Just had to see the sun set out in Frisco
The Golden Gate is great
But it ain't home
Give me a rodeo

Chorus
Blame it on Texas
Don't blame it on me
I am who I am
And that's what I'm gonna be
You can say what you wanna say
About my insanity
Blame it on Texas
Don't blame it on me

Met a girl out in eastern Oklahoma
Her daddy was a Tulsa millionaire
With miles and miles of oil wells he'd leave her
All a man could want was waitn' there
But one night while she lay sleepin' I slipped away
Like no man in his
Right mind would do
call me a fool
Repeat Chorus

There was rain on the street last night
We stood beneath the front door light
And everything we said we made sure the neighbors heard
You called me this, I called you that
Standing on the welcome mat
Everything we felt it all came down to just one word
But you couldn't say it and I couldn't say it

CHORUS:
You know I tried my best to go
I know you cried 'cause I hurt you so
It should have been easy to say that we were through
But to walk away from love was more than we could do
It was almost goodbye
Almost goodbye

Now there was sun through the blinds this morning
When I opened up my eyes
Outside I could hear a mockingbird
And I could feel your heartbeat as you layed there by my side
I thought of how the world could end with just one word
But you didn't say it, and I didn't say it

CHORUS

Sometimes the most important words are the ones that you leave unspoken
You know I tried my best to go
And I know you cried 'cause I hurt you so
It should have been easy to say that we were through
But to walk away from love that way was more than we could do
It was almost goodbye
Almost goodbye, no, I couldn't say it was
Almost goodbye, oh oh
Almost goodbye.

(mark chesnutt, roger springer, slugger morrissette)

well, early this morning it dawned on me
The kind of man she needed me to be
She made a list and laid it there beside me on the bed
Now what I should-a done keeps running through my head

Chorus
Oh I should-a done this and I should-a done that
I should-a been there then she'd-a never left
I should-a been hangin' on every word she ever had to say


But it's a little too late she's a little too gone
She's a little too right I'm a little too wrong
Now would be a good time to change
But it's a little too late

Last night I came home at a quarter til three
And to my suprise she wasn't mad at me
I thought she fin'lly realized not to worry I'd be home
And then I realized this morning she was gone

Repeat chorus

Setting sun goes down at night
Making way for neon lights
Country boys looking at the moon
City girl is dressed just right
She may stay out late tonight
Country boy just plowed today till noon.

From Birmingham to Ohio
How they met nobody knows
Every now and then they get together
She used to want to climb the walls
She'd never really been loved at all
Not until Ol' Country came to town.

--- Instrumental ---

He's the first one to the room
Ice and drinks will be on soon
Everything is perfect when she walks in
They kiss and hold each other tight
For they know what's in store tonight
They're not some place they have never been.

From Birmingham to Ohio
How they met nobody knows
Every now and then they get together
She used to want to climb the walls
She'd never really been loved at all
Not until Ol' Country came to town.

She used to want to climb the walls
She'd never really been loved at all
Not until Ol' Country came to town...

Written by Paul Craft.

Brother jukebox, sister wine.
Mother freedom, father of time.
Since she left me by myself,
You're the only family I've got left.

I go down to that same old cafe,
Where I try to wash my troubles away.
I'm still down, and I'm still all alone,
But it beats staying home all night long.

Brother jukebox, sister wine.
Mother freedom, father of time.
Since she left me by myself,
You're the only family I've got left.

I go home and I climb that old stairway.
And I tell myself: "Tomorrow's a new day."
But I know I'll just go down again,
And spend my time with my new next-of-kin.

Brother jukebox, sister wine.
Mother freedom, father of time.
Since she left me by myself,
You're the only family I've got left.

Brother jukebox, sister wine.
Mother freedom, father of time.
Since she left me by myself,
You're the only family I've got left.

You're the only family I've got left.

Gotta find somethin' to ease my mindGotta get it off of youYou tear at my heart strings one more timeWith what you're puttin' me throughI'm not much on hangin' aroundWhere I'm not wanted at allI'm not gonna be your love sick clownWaitin' for your beck and call
I'm gonna get a lifeThat's what I'm gonna doSo startin' nowYou can find one tooI'm gonna get a lifeLike I should have doneA long time agoBefore you wrecked this one
This'll be the last time you spin your wheelsLeaving like a maniacYou don't care about the way I feelThere's no need in comin' back

I'm gonna get a lifeThat's what I'm gonna doSo startin' nowYou can find one tooI'm gonna get a lifeLike I should have doneA long time agoBefore you wrecked this one
Yeah, I'm gonna get a lifeBefore the gettin's done
I'm gonna get a lifeThat's what I'm gonna doSo startin' nowYou can find one tooI'm gonna get a lifeLike I should have doneA long time agoBefore you wrecked this one
I'm gonna get a lifeBefore the gettin's done

(Mark Chesnutt/Steve Leslie/Roger Springer)

Storm clouds rising flash of lightning rattles that ole porch swing
Window open curtains dancing just you and me
As the thunder rolls on we'll just hold on neath the light of this candle flame.
Oh this is perfect what a night let it rain

Let your love pour down down all around let it
Fill my heart let it flood this house
Let the world outside just wash on by we'll just lay right here and hold on tight
Let it rain
Let it rain

Old man weather had it together when he planned this night
From out of the blue he set the mood turned down the lights
Just when we thought the storm was over here it comes again
So lay back down in these arms let it rain

Let your love pour down down all around let it
Fill my heart let it flood this house
Let the world outside just wash on by we'll just lay right here and hold on tight
Let it rain
Let it rain

With the alarm clock ting-a-ling ringin' in my head
I woke up dog tired, beat down, half dead
Tryin' to recover from another wild weekend
Chuggin' down coffee while I should have been sleepin'

Well it sure is Monday idn't it now
I gotta myself through the week somehow
I had a ball Friday, Saturday and Sunday
But it's all over now and it sure is Monday

Oh, I got to the job site at a quarter past nine
And somehow I stayed awake till lunch time
And then I caught a little nap, stretched out in my truck bed
My feet still twitchin' to the music in my head

Well it sure is Monday, ain't it the truth
I partied too hardy, now I'm payin' my dues
I had a ball Friday, Saturday and Sunday
But it's all over now and it sure is Monday

Well it sure is Monday, ain't it a sin
I gotta work my way through the week again
I had a ball Friday, Saturday and Sunday
But it's all over now and it sure is Monday
Yeah, it's all over now and it sure is Monday.

Six short months we went together
Decided it should be forever
Two paychecks are better than one
A diamond ring and it was done
Bought her a house like I said I would
In sub-divided neighborhood
The fuse got short and the nights got long
It was over long gone
Before I knew
Where I was headed to

I'm goin' through the big D
And don't mean Dallas
I can't believe what the judge had to tell us
I got the Jeep she got the palace
I'm goin' through the big D
And don't mean Dallas

Things like this are never final
I'm still payin' on the vinyl
Flooring in the laundry room
It's multi-colored and waterproof
It's a little bit tough to face my friends


The ones that said I jumped in
The river of love a little too soon
That was August
This is June and it's a different tune

I'm goin' through the big D
And don't mean Dallas
I can't believe what the judge had to tell us
I got the Jeep she got the palace
I'm goin' through the big D
And don't mean Dallas

I'm goin' through the big D
And don't mean Dallas
I can't believe what the judge had to tell us
I got the Jeep she got the two bedroom
Mortgage is due
Siding light blue palace
I'm goin' through the big D
And don't mean Dallas
I'm goin' through the big D
And don't mean Dallas

I don't know how I'll get her off my mind - but give me time
I'll think of something
I can't say that I'm all right - but by tonight
I'll think of something
I'll find so many things to do that I wont have the time to think of her
And then if she's still on my mind I'll try to drink enough to drown the hurt
And if that don't work
I'll think of something


Where do I go for love that I still need - now that I'm free
I'll think of something
And if someday by accident we meet - and I can't speak
I'll think of something
If I can't say a word to her I'll blame it on this lump that's in my throat
And standing there what will I do to hide my love enough that it wont show
Well I don't know
But I'll think of something