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(Kelly Lovelace/Lee Thomas Miller)
Last night we went to bed not talkin',
'Cause we'd already said too muh.
I faced the wall, you faced the window.
Bound and determined not to touch.
We've been married seven years now.
Sometimes it feels like 21.
I'm still mad at you this mornin'.
Coffee's ready if you want some.
I've been up since five, thinkin' bout me and you.
And I've got to tell you the conclusion I've come to.
I'll never leave, I'll never stray.
My love for you will never change.
But I ain't ready to make up.
We'll get around to that.
I think I'm right, I think you're wrong.
I'll prob'ly give in before long.
Please don't make me smile.
I just wanna be mad for a while.
Well, now you might as well forget it.
Don't run your fingers through my hair.
Yeah, that's right, I'm bein' stubborn.
No, I don't wanna go back upstairs.
I'm gonna leave for work without a goodbye kiss.
But as I'm drivin' off, just remember this.
I'll never leave, I'll never stray.
My love for you will never change.
But I ain't ready to make up.
We'll get around to that.
I think I'm right, I think you're wrong.
I'll prob'ly give in before long.
Please don't make me smile.
I just wanna be mad for a while.
I'll never leave, I'll never stray.
My love for you will never change.
But I ain't ready to make up.
We'll get around to that.
I think I'm right, I think you're wrong.
I'll prob'ly give in before long.
Please don't make me smile.
I just wanna be mad for a while.
I just wanna be mad for a while.
I just wanna be mad for a while.
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(Hillary Lindsey/Troy Verges/Angelo)
I used to believe that things would change but here we go again.
Riding a spinning carousel this circle never ends.
This kitchen table has seen it all before.
These walls are tired of standing, can’t hold us anymore.
1 Mississippi I close my eyes.
2 Mississippi I’m begging you that we can still survive.
3 Mississippi no lookin’ back, gone for good and I know that
I won’t change my mind, oh, 3 Mississippi is where I’m at tonight.
We’re all out of second chances and all out of one more times.
There’s not a word we haven’t said nothing we have not tried.
My bones are aching from the weight I’m holding down.
I took all that I’m taking, I’m breaking, breaking down.
1 Mississippi I close my eyes.
2 Mississippi I’m begging you that we can still survive.
3 Mississippi no lookin’ back, gone for good and I know that.
I won’t change my mind, oh yeah, 3 Mississippi is where I’m at tonight.
Hold my breath, close my eyes.
Goodbye.
Woah,
1 Mississippi I close my eyes.
2 Mississippi I’m begging you that we can still survive.
3 Mississippi no lookin’ back, gone for good and I know that.
I won’t change my mind, no I won’t change my mind, 3 Mississippi is where I’m at
tonight.
3 Mississippi
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(Tom Shapiro/Steve Bogard)
I got a headache from the work day
And a heartache from last night
Anything that could've lately did not go right
They say time is the ticket
But I sure ain't got the time
With a little jingle in my pocket
There's a mission on my mind
I've got some pain to kill
Hurt to heal
Anything I have to do I will
So come on baby let's take a ride
Way on over to the other side
Of this low-down, lonely, no good way to feel
I got some pain to kill
Gonna find me a party
Maybe start one of my own
Light a fire to my troubles
And around the smoke
I might regret it come tomorrow
When I'm nursing the good time flu
But a girl in my condition only has one thing to lose
I've got some pain to kill
Hurt to heal
Anything I have to do I will
So come on baby let's take a ride
Way on over to the other side
Of this low-down, lonely, no good way to feel
I got some pain to kill
Promotion bumped me
Boyfriend dumped me
I gotta do something
So until the sun comes up on Sunday
I've got some pain to kill
Hurt to heal
Anything I have to do I will
So come on baby let's take a ride
Way on over to the other side
Of this low-down, lonely, no good way to feel
I got some pain to kill
I've got some pain to kill
Hurt to heal
Anything I have to do I will
So come on baby let's take a ride
Way on over to the other side
Of this low-down, lonely, no good way to feel
I got some pain to kill
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(Connie Harrington/Julie Adkison)
Boy, I didn't mean to wake you.
I'm ok, yeah everything's all right.
I'm in a phone booth outside of Denver,
I drove all night.
Well, I would've called you sooner,
But I knew you'd talk me out of this.
I've had a lot of miles to do some thinkin',
Now it all-makes perfect sense.
No I haven't changed my mind,
I just called to say goodbye.
You should see this mountain sunrise,
It looks just the way I dreamed.
I got my map of Colorado in the seat right next to me.
If it ain't packed in this ol' Plymouth,
It's better left behind.
I just called to say goodbye.
Boy, you know I'm gonna miss you....,
But we both know it's for the best.
We just can't keep usin' each other,
As a safety net.
I bet someday your gonna thank me.
When you finally get a taste of true love.
Baby, what we had was pretty good,
Just not enough.
So here's to tears we'll never cry,
I just called to say goodbye.
You should see this mountain sunrise,
It looks just the way I dreamed.
I got my map of Colorado in the seat right next to me.
If it ain't packed in this ol' Plymouth,
It's better left behind.
I just called to say goodbye.
If it ain't packed in this ol' Plymouth,
It's better left behind.
I just called to say goodbye
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(Tim Nichols/Rick Giles/Gilles Godard)
I'm sitting in traffic
For the 5th year in a row
Wasting my time
Just to get
Where I don't even wanna go
I started jaunting things down
On a krispy kreme sack
Everything I'd do
If I could leave this place
And never look back
I wanna do it all
Visit Paris in the fall
Watch the Yankee's play ball
I wanna take it all in
Catch a few beads
Down at Mardi Gras
Start a tradition
Lay down the law
I wanna do it all
I want to drink tequila
Down in Tijuana
Say why not
When somebody says
Hey do you wanna
I wanna get my heart broke
Once or twice
Settle down with the love of my life
Rock little babies to sleep at night
I wanna do it all
Visit Paris in the fall
Watch the Yankee's play ball
I wanna take it all in
Catch a few beads
Down at Mardi Gras
Start a tradition
Lay down the law
I wanna do it all
I wanna stand today
Every now and then
Just doing what I want to do
When I wanna do it
Anytime I wanna do it
I wanna do it all
Visit Paris in the fall
Watch the Yankee's play ball
I wanna take it all in
Catch a few beads
Down at Mardi Gras
Start a tradition
Lay down the law
I wanna do it all
See Niagara falls
Fight city hall
Feel good in my skin
Beating the odds
With my back to the wall
Trying to rob Peter
Without paying Paul
I wanna do it all
I wanna do it all
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(Gary Burr/Terri Clark)
He says it's none of my damn business, how much he drinks.
And he doesn't have a problem, no mater what the whole town thinks.
At his baby's birthday party, there was whiskey on his breath,
Everybody wants to save him, but he's not ready yet.
You wanna scream, you wanna cry.
You want someone to tell you why,
All the hope that's in your heart is not enough.
You hit your knees, you shake your fists,
Oh, it's the deepest wound there is,
When you can't help the one you love.
Her sister reads the bible, her father sits an' snores.
They're with her every minute, 'cause they may not have many more.
She was dancin' in New Orleans, only seven weeks ago.
Life may go on without her, but not the life we know.
You wanna scream, you wanna cry.
You want someone to tell you why,
All the hope that's in your heart is not enough.
You hit your knees, you shake your fists,
Oh, it's the deepest wound there is,
When you can't help the one you love.
When someone's slippin' away,
Right before your eyes.
How useless we are,
Is a painful surprise.
You wanna scream, you wanna cry.
You want someone to tell you why,
All the hope that's in your heart is not enough.
You hit your knees, you shake your fists,
Oh, it's the deepest wound there is,
When you can't help the one you love.
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(Terri Clark/Stephony Smith/Lisa Scott)
Caught between a rock and a heartache
In the middle of here and torn in two
Not sure which road that I'll take
On my way to over you
Maybe I'll get lost in the past
Maybe I'll get past the lost
Either way, with or without you
I'm takin' off
Now that my wheels are turnin'
I know I can get there on my own
Now that my fears are burnin'
I'm almost gone
Closer to where I'm headed
Finding my way won't take me long
I may not be there yet
But I'm almost gone
What if I get stuck in a memory
Get there and I can't turn back around
No such thing as the wrong direction
No tellin' just where I'm bound...
Even if it's right in front of me
Gonna go as far as I can see
And I'll know that's where I need to be
Now that my wheels are turnin'
I know I can get there on my own
Now that my fears are burnin'
I'm almost gone
Closer to where I'm headed
Finding my way won't take me long
I may not be there yet
But I'm almost gone
Almost gone
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(Randy Scruggs/Matraca Berg)
Martha in the mornin', Oprah in the afternoon.
Weddings in the garden, have a makeover too.
Watching TV on a sick day,
Tell me what's it mena to you?
They think I'm out of touch.
But they don't know much about my world.
Got a wing and a prayer and a job on the line.
And there ain't no time for a working girl.
Well, they say they represent me, in the fashion magazines.
Oh, honey, all I see is these girls don't look like me.
Tell me, what's it like to be rich,
And ever seventeen?
They think I'm out of touch.
But they don't know much about my world.
Got a wing and a prayer and a job on the line.
And there ain't no time for a working girl.
Starry nights on the beach.
The world's within my reach,
But they don't take American Express.
They think I'm out of touch.
But they don't know much about my world.
Got a wing and a prayer and a boss on the line.
And there ain't no time for a working girl.
A working girl.
Got a wing and a prayer and a boss an' a job on the line.
A working girl.
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(Terri Clark/Rory Lee)
At a table for two with a romantic view,
He said: "There's somethin' that you need to know.
"I don't usually date, so if I hesitate,
"It's that I'm takin' it slow."
He said: "Darlin', I don't want to hurt you,"
As he gently reached out for her hand.
She laughed as she picked up her menu,
And said: "Mister, you don't understand.
"I've been loved, I've been left.
"I've been wronged by the best.
"I've had hopes that were shattered in two.
"I've heard promises spoken,
"I've had dreams left so broken,
"There was no chance they'd ever come true.
"It ain't easy to see by looking at me,
"But there's no hell I haven't walked through.
"If you're worried, that's fine,
"But this heart of mine's,
"Been broken by better than you."
When dinner was done, she said: "I had fun."
As they walked to her door, he smiled.
"He said: "It's only ten, could I come in?
"Maybe we could just talk for a while."
She said: "Honey, I know what you're after,
"And as much as I'd like you to stay.
"Nothing good ever lasted,
"When it gets started that way."
"I've been loved, I've been left.
"I've been wronged by the best.
"I've had hopes that were shattered in two.
"I've heard promises spoken,
"I've had dreams left so broken,
"There was no chance they'd ever come true.
"It ain't easy to see but take it from me,
"There's no hell I haven't walked through.
"An' I won't cross that line,
"'Cause this heart of mine's,
"Been broken by better than you."
"No I won't cross that line,
"'Cause this heart of mine's,
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(Dave Berg/Sunny Russ/Deana Bryant)
I'm sittin' in this cafe,
People talkin' so loud I can't hear myself think.
That's not a bad thing.
The coffee keeps on coming,
The waiter who keeps smilin' as I'm ridin' on a river of caffeine,
An' that's not a bad thing.
I used to feel sorry for someone like me,
In a corner booth pretendin' to read on a Friday night.
I used to say: "It just ain't right."
How could anybody ever have any fun,
Without somebody, without someone?
It never dawned on me,
The possibility,
That it's not a bad thing.
Those naggin' thoughts about you,
How I left without you tonight:
You know, they're few and far between.
The waiter's name is Joey, he told me,
And that's when I noticed he ain't wearing any ring.
An' that's not a bad thing.
And there is a tug on the edge of my heart,
It's you again sayin': "Don't you start lettin' go of me."
But I ain't listenin'.
For once in my life, I'll feel what I feel,
Let it be, let it be real.
Let it flow through me,
An' wash me clean.
That's not a bad thing.
As I'm drivin' home, I'm thinkin',
The worst might be over,
Or maybe I'm a little bit naive.
But the street lights seem brighter,
As I walk to my front door,
And I'm all alone when I turn the key.
An' that's not a bad thing.
I used to feel sorry for someone like me,
In a corner booth pretendin' to read on a Friday night.
I used to say: "It just ain't right."
How could anybody ever have any fun,
Without somebody, without someone?
It never dawned on me,
The possibility,
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(Terri Clark/Georgia Middleman/Pat Bunch)
I've had love and love's had me
I've been held and been set free
And I have lived enough to know
That you might stay or you might go
So here I am one more time
Call me brave call me blind
I'm gonna count to 3
I'm gonna hold my breath
Try not to be afraid
Tho it scares me half to death
I'm out here on a limb
Altho I know that it might break
My heart is gonna want you anyway
And if this love has any chance at all
Someone's gotta be the first to fall
The best is just a touch away
We'll make forever day by day
It'd be a shame to let this go
How sad to think we'd never know
How the morning light would fall on us
After we make all night in love
I'm gonna count to 3
I'm gonna hold my breath
Try not to be afraid
Tho it scares me half to death
I'm out here on a limb
Altho I know that it might break
My heart is gonna want you anyway
And if this love has any chance at all
Someone's gotta be the first to fall
So here I am one more time
Call me brave call me blind
I'm gonna count to 3
I'm gonna hold my breath
Try not to be afraid
Tho it scares me half to death
I'm out here on a limb
Altho I know that it might break
My heart is gonna want you anyway
And if this love has any chance at all
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(Carol Ann Brown/Terri Clark)
Sun's comin' up on a Sunday mornin'.
I'm lookin' out the window at a beautiful view.
Turn on the TV an' somebody's talkin',
'Bout the wrong and the right and the ultimate truth.
I listen for a minute but my heart is somewhere else,
'Cause I've got my own convictions but I keep them to myself.
When I feel the world around me,
How can I not believe?
If I'm high up on a mountain,
Or down on my knees,
It's just between God and me.
Secrets I've been holding.
Tears cried, nobody else sees.
Sometimes I'm alone,
But I know there's somebody watching over me.
There's so much I'm afraid of an' I'm really not that strong.
But there's one place I can go to where all the fear is gone.
When I feel the world around me,
How can I not believe?
If I'm high up on a mountain,
Or down on my knees,
It's just between God and me.
Every picture's painted differently.
Every one has got a vision in their mind.
That fills the heart with answers,
And the missin' piece that we hope to find.
And this is mine.
When I feel the world around me,
How can I not believe?
If I'm high up on a mountain,
Or down on my knees.
When I feel the world around me,
How can I not believe?
If I'm high up on a mountain,
Or down on my knees,
It's just between God and me.
God and me.
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