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It's good to see your face again
It's been a while
How am I doing?
Well I get by somehow
You sure look good
Since your new love
Came in your life
No I didn't see that fire in you
He's found
Oh but I can see it now
Oh I never saw
That look in your eyes
And I never had
You hold me that tight
And I never saw
You dance with your feet off the ground
Oh but I see it now
Holding him you've never looked more beautiful
Lettin go has been so hard on me
And sittin here it's clear to see
What he means to you
The way you look at him
It ain't no mystery
He's all I couldn't be
OOh I never saw that look in your eyes
And I never had you hold me that tight
And I never saw
You dance with your feet off the ground
Oh but I see it now
And I never saw
You dance with your feet off the ground
Oh but I see it now
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Don't need no atlas
where I'm goin' ain't up to me
I'm just a passenger
ridin' with an old memory
I can stay in my pajamas
lay here on the couch alone
i won't need my keys
ain't gonna be leavin the comforts of my own home
chorus:
I'm goin' on a guilt trip
draggin' all the baggage she left behind
goin' on a guilt trip
my heart's at the wheel and its drivin' me outta my mind
we're makin' record time
I'm goin' on a guilt trip
I never know when im leavin' or when I'll be comin' back
I might go anytime
a guilty concience is always packed
just because you're lookin' at me
don't assume im all there
in the blink of an eye
gone back in time
I can leave from anywhere
chorus 2x
I'm goin' yea
on a guilt trip (goin' on a guilt trip)
I'm goin' yea (on a guilt trip)
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It was where my mama sat on that old swing with her crochet
It was where grandaddy taught me how to cuss and how to pray
It was where we made our own ice cream those sultry summer nights
Where the bulldog had her puppies and us brothers had our fights
There were many nights I'd sit right there and look out at the stars
To the sound of a distant wippoorwhill or the hum of a passin' car
It was where I first got up the nerve to steal me my first kiss
And it was where I learned to play guitar and pray I had the gift
If the world had a front porch like we did back then
We'd still have our problems but we'd all be friends
Treatin' your neighbor like he's your next of kin
Wouldn't be gone with the wind
If the world had a front porch like we did back then
Purple hulls and pintos I've shelled more than my share
Cause lighting bugs and crickets danced in the evening air
And like a beacon that ol' yellow moon it always led me home
Some how mama always knew just when to leave it on
If the world had a front porch...
Treatin' your neighbor...
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You called me up from Amarillo,
Said you were comin' to town,
I thought I'd like to tell you hello,
And drive an old friend around,
I pulled up to the airport,
Confident and cool,
But when you stepped off that plane,
I knew I was your fool,
(chorus)
My little Texas tornado,
Blowin' me away again,
I swore it wouldn't happen again,
But I looked at you and then,
I'm like a tumbleweed,
In a wild west Texas wind,
You're blowin' me away,
again,
You're lyin' with me in Atlanta,
It's such a beautiful life,
You play me like a piano,
I'll always let you get by,
I know I'll go through hell girl,
When you find someone else,
But right now I'm in heaven,
And I can't help myself,
(chorus)
My little Texas tornado,
Blowin' me away again,
I swore it wouldn't happen again,
But I looked at you and then,
I'm like a tumbleweed,
In a wild west Texas wind,
You're blowin' me away,
again
I'm like a tumbleweed,
In a wild west Texas wind,
You're blowin' me away,
(fade)
Texas tornado,
Blowin' me away again,
I swore it wouldn't happen again,
But I looked at you and then,
I'm like a tumbleweed,
In a wild west Texas wind,
You're blowin' me away.
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Now he's a hard workin' easy goin' country boy he wouldn't harm a fly
Nadine down at the hair salon promised she would be his bride
He took it hard when she ran off with the beauty supply salesman
But that's how romance goes sometimes but Herschel don't understand
He'll play the same sad song on the old jukebox drink up every dime he's got
He'll peel out in his pickup truck sling gravel through the parking lot
You wouldn't wanna tangle with a grizzly bear or step on a copperhead snake
So if you cross his path you better beware been wounded by a woman
He's a hillbilly with a heartache
He was gonna buy her a modular home with no wax linoleum floors
Now his mama's worried cause he don't drop by to watch wrestling anymore
He just rides around with a loaded shotgun hanging in his rifle rack
If I was that smooth talkin' city boy I'd sure be watching my back
He'll play the same sad song...
Them big old arms that used to hold her tight cound bring about any man down
When a good ol' boy's been hurt real bad he just don't give a damn
[ fiddle ]
He'll play the same sad song...
Been wounded by a woman he's a hillbilly with a heartache
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Lately she's been pickin' fights
Droppin' hints and just last night
I caught a tear as she slipped off to sleep
She's not here but she's not gone
I guess she must be waitin' on
The kind of man I promised her I'd be
chorus
As any fool can see
She's gonna cross that line
She's got leavin' on her mind
And its too late but what keeps killin' me
Is knowin' I've been blind
As any fool can see
How long did I think she'd stand
For me to be the kind of man
That came and went just as i dang well pleased
While she sits at home alone
With fears and feelings of her own
Lord knows goodbye would bring me to my knees
chorus 3x
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The sun smiled down all the clouds rolled away
God made woman on a good day
[ guitar ]
Legs long legs atretchin' all the way up from the ground to her thin waist
She looks so fine walkin' this way God made woman on a good day
Hips feminine hips she's got silky hair sexy eyes soft pink lips
A seein' all of that all that I can say is God made woman on a good day
Some like to cook some like to dance but every one of them likes a little romance
He made 'em all great in different ways something for a boy to appreciate
She's got sense got common sense
Like a bee handles honey she saves that money before it's all spent
Now there goes the reason that the bills get paid God made woman on a good day
Some like to cook some like to dance...
Oh God made woman on a good day
[ guitar ]
Might have been a Monday Tuesday I don't know
Could have been a Saturday night
From her toes to her head whe he finished he said
God made woman on a good day
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I'm out here stranded on this Oklahoma road
Nothing but a broken truck, heat and dust
And a million high line poles
If only I could tap the line, I'd be just fine
If I could talk to her right now
Cause there's a voice inside of me
That's sayin something's wrong
Cause I've tried a hundred times and a hundred dimes
To reach her on the phone
And like the sun my heart's sinkin'
Cause I'm thinkin' it don't matter anyhow
Chorus
I got a feelin' she aint feelin' what I'm feelin' anymore
I got a sneakin' suspicion love is walking out the door
Now I'm dealin' with a heartache like I've never dealt before
I got a feelin' she aint feelin' what I'm feelin' anymore
I like this ramblin' but what a price to pay
To think I'd let a dollar sign and a deisel whine
Drive her love away
I've got a real strong premonition
She ain't missin' me as much as I miss her
Repeat Chorus
I got a feelin' she ain't feelin' what I'm feelin' anymore
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Here's one from last August that came out of the blue
Says summer's been a scorcher baby and I'm still hot on you
There must be twenty-five or more you signed them everyone
Now I'm sittin' in this lonely room wonderin' what went wrong
Now the cards'are on the table hallmark at its best
Valentines and anniversaries forever yours and all the rest
I'm sortin' through these mem'ries still searching for a clue
Now the cards're on the table and he's holding you
[ piano ]
The sun comes through the curtains but I'm still in the dark
These cards that used to touch me are tearing me apart
I'm torn between tossin' them away or back up on the shelf
Guess my poor heart don't want to play the hand that it's been dealt
Now the cards're on the table...
I'm sortin' through these mem'ries...
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There's a little house I drive by everyday going into town
and it just kills me to see how he's let it run down
When I built it, to hear you tell it, I built you a mansion on the hill
but even now thats where part of me still lives
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Wish I could hold you, Iknow you still want me
To be the only one on earth, you need
Just to make your dreams come true
Like I once did
I'd give anything to be your everything again.
I know I said, I wouldn't call you I know the trouble that it could bring
But I'm sure by now you've told him, that I don't mean anything
I'll let you go, but I want you to know, before this conversation ends
That I'd give anything to be your anything again
(Chorus)
Wish I could hold you, Iknow you still want me
To be the only one on earth, you need
Just to make you're dreams come true
Like I once did
I'd give anything to be your everything again
Whooa girl I'd give anything to be your everything again.
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